【Xianze】It's not easy to be a fairy

Fan Xian was dressed in a crimson official groom's uniform. The straight-fronted gown showed a gallant and heroic appearance. A huge festive red silk flower hung on his chest. Around his waist was a golden belt with auspicious cloud pattern. Feng Qifei, leaving a section of red and gorgeous network falling to his leg.His hair was all tied up and fixed with a golden hair crown, with fine bangs scattered on his forehead, and his demeanor could be described as rich and handsome.But this young man's handsome face was expressionless, as if what he was about to attend was not a wedding ceremony, but an execution ground.

Fang'er naturally smiled when she saw the new uncle suddenly cooperate after taking a bath and changing clothes.It's just that this smile didn't infect Fan Xian. Instead, he gave a wry smile and asked Fang'er to wrap the red cloth that symbolized festiveness around his hands.

The sky was getting dark, and the auspicious time of evening was approaching. As soon as the groom came out, the musicians who played Chui Da Da raised the suona even higher, and stepped up their efforts to play the joy even louder.The Yang Family Courtyard set off blunderbuss and firecrackers, the red lanterns were hung high, and the sweet-looking flower girls sprinkled petals on the long red carpet. groom officer.

Amid the crackling sound of firecrackers, Fan Xian welcomed his bride.

I saw a red hijab covering her head, with strands of golden brocade thread hanging down her head. The wedding dress was radiant and colorful. She was wearing a phoenix-colored phoenix double-layer wide sleeves. A pair of Su embroidered mandarin ducks crossed her neck on the edge of the sleeves, and a red flower was hanging on her chest. Gemstones, slender waists are bound by bright red belts, flowers are blooming on the red dress, a pair of red lotus embroidered shoes are on the feet, and the steps are cautious. When walking, the pearl tassels and tourmaline corals on the body are swaying, dazzling.

Her nails were dyed Impatiens red, and a pair of jade hands took the red silk handed over by the matchmaker.The other end of the red silk was held by Fan Xian, and she gently pulled the silk. Seeing that the groom did not move, she was not annoyed, and slowly took two steps in Fan Xian's direction.

In the courtyard, there is a faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, red lanterns are hung on the branches and beams, and exquisite window grilles are pasted on the eaves and corners of the house. It is the golden autumn harvest season, and the dazzling gold and gorgeous red are indeed a good place for a wedding banquet. season.

It's just that as soon as the bride came to Fan Xian's side, Fan Xian put away his reluctant bitter face and became serious in an instant.

But it's not because he suddenly figured it out, but because the bride's movements are gentle and graceful, charming and dexterous, but her shoes are almost the same size as Fan Xian's. He was actually much higher than Fan Xian.Fingers dyed with Zhu Kou pulled the red silk, hiding under the wide sleeves, only showing a little pale fingertips, Fan Xian couldn't help but look at it a few more times, affirming a fact in his heart: this bride is a man!

No one noticed the abnormality of the bride, so Fan Xian had no choice but to bite the bullet.

Fan Xian is marrying in this time, and the Yang family is casual enough, but he only reported his family name, and didn't bother with his family background, saying that Guangling is informal, even if the man's relatives are missing, the wedding is still going to be a prosperous one .

Fan Xian led the bride to the front of the elders of the Yang family, and suddenly felt that the people around him were familiar, but only a few feet away, and the sweat on his hands almost soaked the red silk.

Perhaps the bride was really happy with Fan Xian, and the distance between her and Fan Xian was getting closer and closer after such a short journey. When she was in front of her parents, she even smiled softly.The laughter was so charming and playful, and it was difficult to tell the male and the female under such an occasion where firecrackers were roaring, but it was as clear as a poisonous snake's fangs pierced Fan Xian's eardrum, and the sense of familiarity became even more intense.

Fan Xian gasped suddenly, and the etiquette officer over there had already raised his head and started shouting in his cock's voice.

"Worship the heavens and the earth-"

Fan Xian recalled the wedding before his death in a trance, dazed and dazed, the royal wedding banquet, the red tape, getting married made him exhausted.But this time, he didn't prepare a dowry gift, and he didn't even experience welcoming a relative, so he got a "beautiful lady".

The bride bowed to heaven and earth, kneaded her five fingers, and pulled the red silk again, urging Fan Xian to bow.After Fan Xian finished his worship, the ceremony officer mechanically said the second sentence: "Second worship to the high hall—"

The "Gaotang" that Fan Xian worshiped before his death has no blood relationship with him, but he is better than his parents.On the contrary, Lin Wan'er's mother, who coveted imperial power and glory all her life, suffered a complete defeat.This time, Fan Xian saw Gao Tang for the first time. Yang's father and Yang's mother looked kind and approachable. Because they were reluctant to let go of their only daughter who had been raised for many years, they were sobbing softly. Half abnormal.

After paying homage to heaven and earth and then to the high hall, Fan Xian's heart had lost that layer of sympathy, and he bowed to the Patriarch of the Yang family together with the bride, and turned around to face the bride neatly, waiting for the third bow.

The ceremonial officer was in the posture of "singing to the sky" again: "Husband and wife worship each other—"

This time, it was the bride who was hesitant, and he grabbed his sleeve awkwardly, as if he couldn't find the way suddenly, and he didn't move for a long time.

For the first time, Fan Xian pulled the red silk to remind him, the bride suddenly realized, she turned around and bowed quickly, not wanting him to be too tall, the two of them were too close, Fan Xian bent down, and their heads collided fiercely .

The room burst into laughter, the bride withdrew her hand shyly, but he was fine, there were at least twenty or even ten hair accessories on his head, and it didn't hurt at all.It was hard for Fan Xian, he was hit hard by the gold, silver, and jade on his head, and his head was dizzy from the pain.

Yang Daxia laughed as a lobbyist: "Mr. Fan, don't joke, my daughter is very happy and impatient."

Fan Xian thought to himself that this hero has been fighting for justice all his life, and he is probably relying on blind eyes to walk the rivers and lakes, and he doesn't even know that his daughter has been swapped, so he is really confused.

At the end of the three prostrations, the ceremony is half done, and it is only a matter of sending it to the bridal chamber.The matchmaker smiled and helped the bride to the bridal chamber, where Mr. Liuxin was "troubled".

Although the wedding was domineering and nonsensical, the Yang family really loved the only daughter, and they loved the house even in the bridal chamber, but they just pulled Fan Xian and were teased by the guests and then let it go.

Fan Xian claims to never pour a thousand cups, and the night he became famous as a "Poetry Immortal" in his lifetime, he became famous for his poetry after drinking, and it happened naturally.Today's persuasion to drink is just a matter of hand.

When Fan Xian entered the bridal chamber, although he smelled of alcohol, his face was reddish, his eyes were piercing, and his brain was very energetic.

If the decoration on the outside is exaggerated and gorgeous, the furnishings inside the house are exquisite and elegant.The bed is sprinkled with red dates and nuts, implying the birth of a precious child early.There are only a few pieces of red silk cloth left hanging on the eaves of the bed, and even the flowers in the vases in the house are forgotten-three white chrysanthemums are inserted in a slender and white blue and white porcelain vase.[-]% single, implying loneliness, Baiju sent a message of condolences, which is very abrupt in this festive Yang family mansion.

Miss Yang's boudoir is very simple and elegant, with a few swords hanging on the wall to show her identity, and the most eye-catching is the exaggerated bookshelf in the corner, which can be called a sea of ​​books, with books on the south wall.The books on the bookshelf are not neatly arranged, piles of them are placed randomly, which should be the reason for frequent flipping. Many pages are bent, which shows some of the informal character of the only daughter of the Wu family.

Rustic furniture makes up this simple room, and the most gorgeous one is the bride sitting on the mandarin duck quilt.

The bride is still dressed just now, with a phoenix crown and xiapei, and the jewels and gems adorned on her body are shining brightly in the candlelight. She leans on the side of the bed with her feet slightly raised, her hands tucked into her sleeves, motionless, and her whole body is wrapped in this bright red dress. Hold on, not even an inch of skin leaked out.

Before entering the bridal chamber, Xi Po stuffed him with a scale, and wrapped it tightly in red paper to look auspicious.

Fan Xian's magic weapon was taken away by the maid, but he didn't show the slightest timidity.He protects his body with divine light, even if he can't catch this evildoer, he can protect himself, so don't be afraid.

Holding the scale, Fan Xian calmly walked towards the bride who had just passed the door, as if what he was holding was not a wedding scale with a red hijab, but a deadly knife.Standing still and taking a deep breath, he made a good posture with his left hand, intending to let him die by his hands immediately if it was really some heinous monster.

Fan Xian raised his hand to pick up the bride's hijab, but just glanced at it, and his left hand, which was about to activate the divine light, suddenly stopped.

The red hijab is only half lifted, but the face hidden underneath is so dazzling that it is too beautiful to behold.

Fan Xian had never seen Li Chengze like this before, with light makeup like smoke, bright eyes and white teeth, thick black hair coiled up, with a wisp of brisk bangs adding to his shyness, wearing a phoenix hairpin on his head, and a light golden hammer gently swinging down on his face , which perfectly matched his face, not feminine, but weakened a little bit of strength and added a softness.

His cheeks must have been covered with rouge and pink, embellishing his pale face with a human warmth, and dotted a little powder on his forehead. There is a delicate impatiens flower between his eyebrows, and his eyes are full of affection. He pursed his lips lightly, painted vermilion lipstick on it, and looked at Fan Xian with a smile.

Fan Xian was dazed for a while, thinking that the alcohol was already on his face anyway, so he pretended to be courageous and took off the red hijab completely, staring at this incomparable face, unable to say a word.

Fan Xian only remembered two weddings in his mind, one was his own and the other was Li Chengze's, both of which had mixed feelings.Now that the male protagonists of the two bowed three times and kowtowed nine times in full view of the public, for some reason, a strange joy and a thrill that broke through the common sense surged in his heart, and he was very relieved.

When he didn't speak, Li Chengze on the other end spoke first. Unfortunately, this Li Chengze just said "An Zhi", pouring cold water on Fan Xian's heart.

After the relationship between the two broke up during his lifetime, Li Chengze also called him to An Zhi several times, but unfortunately both sides had already torn their skins, and they were about to fight to the death. A few words of "An Zhi" were nothing but Li Chengze's show of affection in front of others. Turning back to Dafa, it seems to be true, but it is false. If you want to go back, it will only make Fan Xiantu feel sad.

It's just that Li Chengze, who was dressed in a happy attire, smiled brightly, leaned over and waved his hands in front of Fan Xian, "Why, do you look stupid?"

Fan Xian soon came to his senses: the one in front of him was not Li Chengze, but the Xipo they had been looking for for a long time.

He grabbed the opponent's hand: "you come with me quickly."

Fan Xian's face was serious and nervous, as if a leopard was chasing him behind his buttocks, he patted the red firework on his chest with joy and displeasure: "How can this work, I haven't drunk the Hebei wine yet."

"..."

Unexpectedly, Li Chengze's words of joy startled Fan Xian, and his next words brought Fan Xian to the brink of collapse.

"I'm the daughter of the Yang family, where can I go? Aren't you married? Why do you want to leave?"

Fan Xian's eyes widened: "What did you say? Say it again?"

The person in front of him winked and smiled at him shyly, but he looked like a lady of every family. He stood up slowly on his feet, waved his hand generously, and imitated the girl's agility vividly: "Master Fan, don't be surprised. Family, I will definitely let Father treat you well, and you will have good fortune in the future, and you will be famous all over the world."

He wore such heavy clothes and headgear that it was inconvenient to walk, so he had to hug his waist and imitate the ladies he had seen in the palace before people walked with small feet. Instead, he took a small flowery step. If it weren't for Fan Xian's brain There is no time to appreciate the chaos, but with the festive makeup on the face, it is quite cute and cute.

The skirt was too long, and Li Chengze's joy almost tripped over him, but he walked from the bed to the table, yelled "Aiya, aiya" a few times, and he walked very rigidly when he was praying to heaven and earth just now, but it may not be that he would not be out of control after wearing this dress. can walk.

Fan Xian had no choice but to resign himself to helping him lift the skirt, and in return he gave him a clear laugh: "Master Fan is so annoying, so if you're worried, just say it, why are you pretending to be so fierce?"

Fan Xian suddenly felt that these few days Li Chengze ordered him to run east and west streets, wanting to buy things to see what's new, which is not a bad habit at all. The joy in front of him is the real vicious naughtiness, which gave him a headache.

Sure enough, the happy man sat down, and put on a dejected look again, propping his chin with one hand and looking at the white chrysanthemum on the table: "It is said that it is a wedding night in the bridal chamber, Master Xiao Fan is going to hang me here, It's a waste of me dressing up today, it turns out Mr. Fan doesn't like me at all."

He looked at Fan Xian's look of lovelessness, and picked up the white chrysanthemum in the bottle: "Tell me, does he like me? Probably not. The first time he saw me, he just didn't like me." , If you want to kill me later, you must hate me so much." As he spoke, he really sobbed twice, wishing he could cry on the spot right now.

Fan Xian defended himself: "This sounds familiar, but it's really not like that..."

"What's that like?" He dropped the white chrysanthemum, and Fan Xian took his thoughts away.

The seven souls are all Li Chengze's emotions. Although they have a little of Li Chengze's memory and mind, most of them are simple-minded and only act according to their moods, going straight to the point.Seeing that he was really easy to deceive, Fan Xian said again: "Tell me first how you became the daughter of the Yang family, and I will answer your questions later."

"Then you drink this wine with me first." He also discussed terms with Fan Xian.

Xi Po, who was wearing fancy makeup, picked up the wine glasses on the table to fill up for the two of them, and immediately said: "You are not allowed to play tricks after drinking."

Fan Xian hurried forward to hold his elbows with him, gazed at the other's pretty face, and finished it in one gulp.

This wine is also the same as the owner of this house, elegant and tranquil, but this is the second cup of Hebei wine that Fan Xian has drunk in his memory, and it is many times stronger than his first cup. A person like Li Chengze makes Fan Xian's chest and stomach All of a sudden, I was anxious and upset.

Seeing Fan Xian drank, Xi Po also smiled happily and downed the wine.

He didn't have any big intentions, he kept the agreement with Fan Xian, and said loudly: "I am possessed by Miss Yang. Naturally, I am the daughter of their Yang family, so I can't let it go."

"..." No wonder the fortune teller said that the only daughter of the Yang family committed the crime of Gu Xing, you must be someone else's child attached to her body from birth!What kind of misfortune happened to this Yang family to be chosen by you?

"Okay, I've answered your question, now it's your turn, do you like me or not?"

"..."

Seeing Fan Xian's hesitation, Xi Po's expression changed instantly, his mouth was puckered and he was about to cry out, Fan Xian was afraid that he would attract others, so he quickly covered his mouth: "I like it, I like you!"

After saying this, Fan Xian suddenly felt relaxed, and the strange sense of disobedience disappeared, as if liking Li Chengze was a natural proposition for him, and there was no need to hide it.

As expected, the other party smiled again, and carried Fan Xian by the collar and walked towards the bed: "Since we are in love, let's hurry up and make this bridal chamber a reality."

As he said that, he was about to take off his clothes. Fan Xian was stunned by his confession of true feelings just now, and he threw him on the bed with his shoes.

Li Chengze's joy was completely ignorant of shame, and he tore off his waistband and threw himself on Fan Xian. Fan Xian lifted his shoulders to push him away, but he tilted his head again, and the hair ornaments on his head fell off one after another. Fan Xian slapped his face.

Fan Xian's eyes were turned white by the strings of gold, silver and jewels, and he came to his senses. He saw this Xipo pulling his collar at the top of his lungs. Fan Xian inadvertently turned his back and almost screamed louder than the other party. .

I saw Xipo's slender and white neck hung with a knotted red rope at the back of the neck. Under the thread was the clearly visible collarbone, and the skin was desolate. The magpies only perched on the branches of plum blossoms, covering the scenery of his chest.

Fan Xian's face was flushed red, and his upper and lower teeth were chattering uncontrollably.Li Chengze's ecstasy is really not to be underestimated, wearing a girl's ecstasy clothes is not counted, even the belly ][;.'; pockets are not spared.

Fan Xian turned his head and quickly buried his face in the festive red quilt: "Dian, Your Highness, please forgive me, if others find out, I am really afraid that I will die the next day."

That Xipo still tugged at Fan Xian's wedding clothes and made trouble with him: "Just take a look, look at me, I won't get needle eyes."

Fan Xian questioned himself, swallowed his saliva, and thought that if Li Chengze really dressed like this, it might be solar energy coming out from the west.

But this was such a rare opportunity, Fan Xian obeyed the little naughty heart in his heart, raised his head slightly, and covered his eyes with one hand in refusal and shame, but glanced at Li Chengze from between his fingers.

To be honest, after a lot of fuss, Xipo's hair was disheveled, and the red fat on his mouth melted away, but with the disheveled clothes and the inexplicable red belly inside']/.pocket, I feel happy Many grievances that have been humiliated, as long as they don't speak, will definitely drive all beings crazy.As a result, Fan Xian's restless heart beat faster, almost out of control.

His lips were painted so red, he didn't look like a ghost at all, he looked very much like a beautiful lady sitting in a sedan chair, the person waiting was either a good guy or a bad guy, anyway it wasn't him, Fan Xian.

But Fan Xian was arrogant, knowing that it would not be that easy, he insisted on taking him away.

Seeing Fan Xian's cautious and nervous Liu Xiahui's behavior, Xipo laughed heartily: "I'm just kidding you, I don't like you, I'm not love, I don't love people, and I don't want others to love me. Look at me Master Xiao Fan is nervous, it's really fun."

Fan Xian raised his eyebrows and followed his words: "I don't know how interesting things like being possessed are. Why don't you come with me quickly, and I'll take you to a more interesting place."

Unexpectedly, Xipo pouted and was not happy anymore: "No, I want to protect her."

Fan Xian thought to himself, how can you still protect people like this?It is the conscience of heaven and earth not to make the Yang family go crazy.

This topic seemed to touch on what Xi Po was most unhappy about. He climbed off Fan Xian and said sullenly, "If I don't go with you, I won't go."

Fan Xian looked at his lips, and his thoughts couldn't help but go back to the day when Li Chengze's body was taken away by Nupo, that time he was knocked out of his mind by his Nupo's kiss, and he was robbed of the opportunity by the other party and used a substitute technique to make a big fuss in the capital.Fan Xian's heart skipped a beat, he pulled Xipo over, and sipped at his red lips.

They all drank wine, Fan Xian was even worse, he didn't know how much he drank, the kiss was full of alcohol, and the mellow and mellow breath blended between the lips and teeth of the two, Fan Xian sucked him hard addictedly, did not expect this joy Anti-customer like eating candy.

Maybe Li Chengze's mouth is naturally good at kissing, Xi Po is clearly not conscious yet, his body has learned to adjust his breathing according to Fan Xian's rhythm, even his hands and feet are entangled, holding Fan Xian's head, he wants to put red lipstick on his mouth All of them stuck to Fan Xian's face.

Suddenly hearing a bang, Fan Xian woke up from his dream, picked up the other's body and looked at it, it turned out that this happy soul was really seduced by his kiss, and he no longer haunted the other girl.The real Miss Yang dragged away from Xi Po's possession, and she also fell on the bed in a bright red wedding dress, lying motionless on her stomach.

Li Chengze's happy mouth seemed to be covered with a layer of pepper noodles. He hugged Fan Xian's neck and looked at the young girl on the bed in a daze. The concubine is in pain."

Fan Xian glanced at him suspiciously, stepped forward and turned the girl over, looked at her face, and saw that she was sleeping peacefully with her face up.Because of practicing martial arts and being away all year round, Miss Yang's complexion is a healthy honey color, her face has the moisture and aura of a girl of that age, and her body has a bookish and elegant temperament, which is the beauty in the eyes of the common people.

Although her temperament and appearance had changed a lot, Fan Xian recognized it immediately. This was the young version of Concubine Shu!

He hugged Li Chengze's happy soul without stopping and rolled off the bed.

During the day, Fan Xian still disliked Miss Yang for being extremely ugly, but now, this Miss Yang was the son of a few lifetimes ago, and she was blinking at him with her clothes open, wearing a dress that most likely came from her mother's concubine's closet. Take the belly'][;.=pocket, wearing the wedding clothes that match him, he is not sure why.

Fan Xian panicked for a moment, pressed Xipo's face, quickly wiped the saliva off his mouth with his Xifu, knelt down on his knees and confessed his mistake loudly to Concubine Shu: "Damn me, damn me!"

TBC

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Li Chengze: I didn't appear in the whole chapter of love, did I? ? ?

Me: No, Your Highness, you are fooling yourself the whole time...

Xipo: If I didn't make me laugh so much, I'm the loser!

Fan Xian: Anyway, whatever I do is wrong, it’s too difficult for me...