Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

After nightfall, the Jueming Ridge is extremely lively. Today is the wedding day of the head of the Qingyun Club. Naturally, everyone in the Qingyun Club is excited, drinking, singing, dancing, and sword dancing.

Yan Qiaotian and Wu Fuqian did not get married like ordinary people, but they both wore wedding clothes and sat side by side in the main hall of Hidden Sword Pavilion, watching the group of people dancing and dancing below with smiles on their faces.

The two people in wedding clothes seem to be elves who have fallen into the mortal world, and their bodies exude an aura that does not eat the fireworks of the world. People can't help but think of a word: two phases are opposite.

"All of us wish the leader and his wife love each other forever." Elder Qiu stood up to toast on behalf of everyone.

Both Yan Qiaotian and Wu Fuqian are not very good at drinking, but how can such a festive day be without drinking, so they stood up, raised their glasses together, and said, "Thank you, brothers." Drink the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Song Wuqing couldn't hold it anymore at this time, she came forward with a glass of wine, and asked curiously: "Well, I have a question, I wonder if I can ask?"

"If I say no, why don't you ask?" Yan Qiaotian gave him a blank look, and pulled Wu Fuqian to sit down.

Song Wuqing was taken aback for a moment, and then said with a stern face: "The leader knows me best, he knows that I can't help but always want to ask questions."

"Tell me, what do you want to say?" Yan Qiaotian asked.

Song Wuqing took another step forward, and asked even more quietly: "Well, you are also married, I'm just curious, who is on top of you two?"

Wu Fuqian couldn't help laughing when he heard that, and couldn't help but spilled a lot of the wine glass that was just filled in his hand.

Everyone seems to be very interested in this question. They all involuntarily put down the wine glasses in their hands and looked at Yan Qiaotian and the other with full expectation.

"Guangzhu Wu, you got married in our Qingyun club, so you should be considered a passer-by?" Song asked ruthlessly.

Wu Fuqian looked at Yan Qiaotian, then looked at everyone and said, "This is the boudoir fun between me and the big boss, you don't need to probe so carefully, right?"

"The joy of the boudoir..." Song Wuqing repeated, "We are just interested in the joy of the boudoir."

"Then it would be nice for everyone to come and visit during the wedding night in the bridal chamber. Anyway, this Jueming Ridge is not the only one who gets married with the head of the family. When someone gets married in the future, we can also visit it." Let's visit and learn from each other." After Wu Fuqian finished speaking, he leaned on Yan Qiaotian and said vaguely, "Lang Jun, what do you think?"

Yan Qiaotian looked at Wu Fuqian dumbfoundedly, he didn't know whether it was good or bad, he really didn't know how to answer this question.

When Song Wuqing heard this suggestion, his face turned pale with fright. He immediately bent over and turned to leave, but Wu Fuqian stopped him with ulterior motives: "Brother Song, don't you think my proposal is very good? Anyway, you and your Qin family Brother has already studied a lot, maybe I can give you some pointers tonight, right?"

Song Wuqing turned around and said awkwardly, "That... this..."

Seeing him stammering, Wu Fuqian couldn't help laughing, he looked at Qin Xiong and said, "Brother Xiong, won't you come rescue your wife?"

With a blushing face, Qin Xiong stepped forward and hugged Song Wuqing, and gently took him away from Yan Qiaotian and the others. His movements were fast, as if there was some monster here that made them feel uncomfortable.

Yan Qiaotian looked at Wu Fugan, and he gradually felt that Wu Fugan, who liked to tease people and was happy and carefree, seemed to be back again, but under his feigned joy, there was always a faint sadness, which made Yan Qiaotian very worried .

The carnival at night ended when everyone was drunk, Yan Qiaotian took Wu Fuqian's hand and walked towards his room.

Except for the screen, almost everything else in his house has been replaced. At this time, his eyes are full of red, which looks like bright red blood.

Although they both drank some wine, their minds were still sober. As soon as they walked into the room, Yan Qiaotian was not in a hurry to consummate the room, but pulled Wu Fuqian to sit at the table, poured him a cup of tea, and sighed Said: "Do you have something on your mind?"

Wu Fuqian knew that he could no longer hide it, so he took the teacup and started playing with it.

"You know, I've never loved someone so much in my life, so I'm really happy to be married, really happy..." At the end, Wu Fuqian's words choked up.

Yan Qiaotian felt a stabbing pain in his heart, he sat next to Wu Fuqian, hugged his shoulder tightly and said, "I know, I know everything."

"Promise me, no matter what happens in the future, you will only love me, and you are not allowed to fall in love with anyone else." Wu Fuqian raised his melancholy eyes, staring straight at Yan Qiaotian and said.

Yan Qiaotian's hands tightened even more, as if wanting to integrate the other person into his body, he said firmly: "I will only love you in this life, and there will be no one else in my heart."

"You are the leader of Qingyun Society, you must count on what you say."

"It's natural." Yan Qiaotian grabbed Wu Fuqian's arm with both hands, making him look directly into her eyes, and said, "Tell me your plan."

Wu Fuqian shook his head slightly, he broke free from Yan Qiaotian's restraint, then drank a cup of herbal tea in one gulp and said, "Oh, since Ye Cheng is not scary now, but the court is the scary one, then let me deal with that emperor."

"You want to enter the palace?" Yan Qiaotian asked in surprise.

"Yes, I want to enter the palace." Wu Fuqian stood up, walked slowly to the screen, brushed his hands across the screen and said, "Now only today can completely solve the problem."

"No." Yan Qiaotian stopped without thinking.

Wu Fugan turned around and said excitedly: "When I first established the Fenglei Gang, I heard people say that the current emperor is also a man with broken sleeves, and there is no female family member in the palace. It's just that the emperor seems to have a man he likes very much. For some unknown reason, that person disappeared without a trace, so the emperor seems to have been decadent a lot over the years."

"What do you want? Want to persuade the current emperor?" Yan Qiaotian frowned.

"Yes, I think we should give it a go instead of sitting and waiting for death. Maybe the emperor can be persuaded by me in the end?" Wu Fuqian grabbed Yan Qiaotian's hand and said nervously, "This is a big challenge for us. Opportunity, I don't want to give up."

"But this is too dangerous for you. I don't agree with you entering the palace alone, unless..." Yan Qiaotian stopped suddenly.

Wu Fuqian's eyes lit up, he smiled and said, "Unless what?"

"Unless I go with you, since we are already married, how can I let you go alone to the dangerous and unknown inner courtyard of the palace?" Yan Qiaotian put his arms around Wu Fuqian, and said, "I would like to let you go alone. It’s absolutely impossible, and you don’t even have to think about it.”

Wu Fuqian enjoyed Yan Qiaotian's favor, he smiled and said: "Since you want to go, then let's go together. In this way, the chances of persuading the emperor may be higher."

"Remember, you will no longer be alone in the future, so don't think about leaving me."