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She stepped over her and got out of bed barefoot.

She held the gray-blue Kunlun Mirror tightly in her hands, and a blush flashed across those pale gold eyes, and then dimmed again.

Hua Wenya pushed open the window, and all eyes were full of happy faces.The moonlight fell on her cold eyebrows and eyes, but she couldn't touch the scarlet eyes.

Meng Hongzhuang, she should be in Nether Island now.

As she thought like this, she suddenly came back to her senses, wondering what was going on with her thoughts at that moment.

In two days, it will be the day of Fuyao and his great joy, in such a short time, they can barely reach Nether Island.

It is impossible to bring Meng Hongzhuang back, if she is here, what can she do if she arrives at the Xiao Clan.

Wen Ya sighed slightly, leaning against the window, always wondering why there are so many helplessness in this world.

Yu Qingmo in the small courtyard also couldn't sleep, and was dragged to the roof by Gu Yu'er to wait for dawn together.

"What is Xiao Mo doing so fast? Do you know who we saw last?"

Gu Yu'er drank the sake in the glass in one gulp, her cheeks were pink and tender, and her eyes became much softer.

She paused, "Everyone praises the young master of the Xiao clan, who is famous, gentle and elegant, informal, good at calligraphy, painting, piano and chess, and is even more outstanding in the tea ceremony. He is a super perfect handsome man."

Ling Juexiu, who was next to Gu Yu'er, didn't say a word, just buried her head in drinking, and didn't notice that the jars of spirits were all empty.

Yu Qingmo was shivering a little from the night wind, and was thinking about drinking some wine to warm up her body.

The hand that had just been stretched out was suddenly held by Gu Yuer. She leaned over with drunken eyes, and kept muttering in her mouth: "The people of the Xiao clan are so noble, how many people in the world are worthy of it? Siblings get married, hiccup , although, although absurd, but also suitable."

"Since it's absurd, why do you say it matches?"

Yu Qingmo's eyes softened, she hugged Gu Yu'er's hot body, and patted her on the back lightly.

"Although siblings are unethical, how can they be ordinary siblings? They are both high-ranking and powerful, and they are also the pride of the fairy clan. Who has the right to blame them..."

In the end, the powerhouse of the Six Realms has the final say, "And you see, they are all equally good-looking. Xiao Fuyao is also the famous Nightmare City Master of the Six Realms, and one of the heroes of the Three Emperors. Who dares to gossip!"

A strange feeling flowed in Yu Qingmo's heart, she tentatively asked: "If so, what if the two women are in love?"

"Pfft," Gu Wei'er rubbed her head against her arms, feeling drunk, "As long as you are strong enough, you can like cats or dogs, let alone women, in troubled times these days the strong are respected..."

While talking, Gu Yu'er fell asleep, nestled in Yu Qingmo's arms and smirked, wondering if she thought of Xiao Zhisheng in the forest again.

Ling Juexiu drank the last glass of wine, her fair face was already covered with crimson, and her handsome eyebrows and eyes showed a bit of sadness.

He stared blankly at the pile of empty wine jars and the barely touched vegetables, and suddenly smiled.

"Master Ling, the sun is coming out soon."

Yu Qingmo's eyes fell on his sad eyes, thinking of the one he loved who was about to marry another man as his wife.

She couldn't help feeling sorry for him, she couldn't love him, she knew this kind of pain best.

Ling Juexiu shook her head, opened her mouth, but said nothing.

"Young Master Ling, please speak out if you have something to say, it will make you feel better." Yu Qingmo half-covered her eyes, "I won't tell others, because I used to be like you, but the one I love is someone who won't pity you." My girl."

Hearing this, Ling Juexiu raised her head in surprise, and looked at the woman not far away in a daze.

After a while, he said slowly in that hoarse voice: "I am an orphan... 30 years ago, she saved me and named me Juexiu. I hope I can get rid of my fate. After half a month, she handed me over to my master to raise me, and she hasn't even looked at me since then."

Speaking of this, Ling Juexiu smiled slightly: "Just three years ago, I took the initiative to ask to go to Nightmare City instead of Senior Brother, because I remembered that she was there."

"I wander not far from Yaoxian Temple every day, and I really want to see her, and I often wonder if she has forgotten me."

"Afterwards, I mixed with everyone and saw her figure as I wished, and her appearance was still the same as before... never changed."

"When she looked at me, I clearly felt my heart beat faster, as if I had found the destination of my life, and I felt really happy."

"I really, really like her."

As Ling Juexiu was talking, tears kept rolling down his face. He covered his eyes and said with trembling lips, "But why, I'm so sad now, my heart hurts like I'm about to die."

After Yu Qingmo listened to him quietly, her gaze fell on the lantern with the Chinese character "Xi" in the corridor again.

The Xiao Clan has a history of tens of thousands of years, and its foundation is as deep as the sunset, not to mention the Yu Clan.

Although Xiao Fuyao is a hero, she is too immature in front of the Xiao Clan. Without the support of other ancient clans, it is impossible for her to fight against the Xiao Clan.

Regardless of her own views on this marriage, Ling Juexiu's pain probably lies in his inability to rescue Xiao Fuyao from the hands of the Xiao Clan.

He is just an orphan with nothing, how can he compare with the great Xiao clan.

Originally, with his talent, he could be proud for the rest of his life, but the one he loves is not a good person.

Yu Qingmo's eyes were half closed, and she thought of her senior sister who didn't know where she was. She was at least...much luckier than Ling Juexiu.

Even if the road ahead is bleak, the senior sister is already willing to stay where she is, waiting for her to catch up.

As soon as the affairs of the Xiao Clan are over, she will return to her side.If you can't love it, even a glance from a distance is a luxury. Yu Qingmo doesn't want to repeat the mistakes of her previous life.

As for Ling Juexiu, he is doomed to lose, no matter whether he will meet someone who can make him fall in love in the future, at this moment, he is in despair without seeing a glimmer of light.

He broke all his illusions, defeated all his pride, and tormented his humbleness deeply.

Ling Juexiu talked to her intermittently, until the first light of the morning fell on the ground, and he gradually fell asleep on the roof tiles.

As the only sober Yu Qingmo among the three, she could only move them back to their respective rooms one by one, and carefully wipe the tears off Ling Juexiu's face.

"Sleep and forget about it."

The little round face jumped out of her soul consciousness, put it on Yu Qingmo's shoulder, and looked around.

After three years, the little round face that had eaten a lot of spiritual liquid had grown up a lot, and it looked like a big white dog hanging behind her from a distance.

It was not good for her to walk around the Xiao Clan casually, so she went back to her room and prepared to rest.

Until two days later, just after dawn, there was a loud knock on her door.

"Why, what's the matter?" Yu Qing looked at Gu Yu'er outside the door in a daze.

"Taking a seat! Are you sleepy? Today is the Xiao Clan's big day."

Gu Yu'er was so excited that she didn't sleep well all night, she pulled Yu Qingmo to change her clothes, and then the two went to knock on Ling Juexiu's door again.

"Let's go, Ge'er," Ling Juexiu opened the door, and walked out cleanly, her eyes fell on Yu Qingmo, and she hesitated for a moment before saying: "There is also Sister Mo'er."

"Brother Juexiu, good morning." Yu Qingmo was taken aback, remembering what happened that day, and replied with a smile.

Ling Juexiu also smiled, her pale complexion improved a lot.

"Since when did the two of you become brother and sister?" Gu Yu'er was surprised. In her impression, Ling Juexiu was a tall and cold man who didn't like to be stubborn.

And although Yu Qingmo is a good girl who is submissive, but she doesn't like those crooked people, so it is impossible for her to have contact with such Ling Juexiu.

"I only have one older sister, but it would be even better if I have an older brother."

Hearing what Yu Qingmo said, Ling Juexiu thought about it seriously for a while, and then said: "If sister Mo'er doesn't mind it, treat me like a real brother, and I will definitely protect myself no matter what happens in the future. younger sister."

"Well, brother!"

Gu Yu'er looked at them back and forth with a dazed expression, although she couldn't figure out what happened, but seeing the smile on Ling Juexiu's face, it was sincere.

Ever since the news of Xiao Fuyao's marriage was reported, how long has it been since I saw him smile?

On the other side, Xiao Fuyao bathed and changed, and put another new wedding dress on her body.

Originally, the first piece was the wide-sleeved dress that best complemented the femininity of women. It took several years to complete the embroidery process.But Xiao Fuyao didn't see a single sentence, so she shirked all responsibility, and no one dared to ask the second sentence.

As a last resort, everyone had no choice but to find another sleeveless dress second only to that skirt, with fragrant shoulders half exposed, red bell and Su hanging around the waist, knotting phoenix jade, and hanging all the accessories.

Someone loosened her long hair, combed it, and tied a red ribbon.In order to match this dress, her hair was tied high and several small silver bells were hung, and these bells and jade pendants were all engraved with the Xiao family's crest.

Cherry-colored thin lips, carefully drawn, red lips bewitching.Her eyebrows are more heroic, and her eyes are deeper, as if there is a whirlpool that makes people sink into it.

Everyone worked from late at night to noon before they finished their calculations.

"Hey, Missy must be the most beautiful woman today, even my wife back then can't compare to you!"

She was still spouting flattery, regardless of whether the other party was listening or not, she was busy inviting Xiao Fuyao out until it was almost time.

Not long after they all left, many servants came, rearranged the clothes in the new building, lit incense and left like a tide.

Hua Wenya walked out from the shadows. She was wearing the red long dress that had disappeared.

She walked up and down in this empty building, and finally went to the dressing table, picked up the rouge and looked at it.

When the sun went down, it was time for their bridal chamber to celebrate, and it was time for him to leave.