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On the day of the wedding, Luo Xing changed into a complicated wedding dress that she wouldn't even wear herself, put on a bright red hijab, and was surrounded by people on a sedan chair.

According to the traditional custom, the one who gets on the sedan chair should be Dikun.

If Tianling married a child of a family, she would definitely not allow her to do this.

But Luo Xing didn't care. Although her sight was blocked, her excellent hearing was enough for her to understand where she was.

The sedan chair stopped, and she was helped by someone, and she walked over the magnificent stairs of the palace, and walked in front of a person.

Her hand was held by someone, and that hand was still so soft, revealing the smoothness brought about by a pampered life.

Luo Xing's face became hot under the hijab, but he recalled what happened in Qingquan Palace yesterday.

Tianling smiled and kissed the corners of her eyes, "Why are you still crying? I'm already so gentle."

Luo Xing couldn't describe that terrifying and unforgettable feeling, as if he couldn't think about anything, and could only react to the actions of another person.

All she knew was that she was looking forward to this wedding and what would happen after that.

There was no complicated process as she had imagined, so Tianling led her to a bed.

From Luo Xing's perspective, he could only see the bright yellow side of the bed, but he couldn't see anyone lying on the bed either.

"Father," she heard Tianling say, "I'll bring you the son-in-law."

The one lying on the bed is His Majesty the Emperor?

Luo Xing heard Tian Ling continue to say, "I know you must really want to see her, don't worry, I've prepared everything, and we'll be fine."

Luo Xing was very moved. Tianling took her to see his father, and he treated her as one of his own.

This feeling of being recognized as family has never been there since the death of my adoptive mother.

Luo Xing always felt that he was an unlikable person.Bad background, dull and boring, seems to have nothing but martial bravery.

But she was chosen by Tianling and became the woman's lover.

How lucky this is, it is not an exaggeration to die at this point.

In the flickering wedding room, Luo Xing was led by a woman, sitting on a soft red bed, and the hijab on her head was taken off casually.

She saw Tianling wearing a slightly simpler wedding dress than herself, with a bright red belt that outlined her slender waist. The woman casually poured her a glass of wine and handed it over, "Isn't it too bad..."

Luo Xing shook his head cautiously, took the wine glass, and took a sip.

Tian Ling smiled, "Why are you so quiet all of a sudden?"

Luo Xing felt a little embarrassed and aggrieved, "The clothes are too tight, I'm afraid I'll break them if I move too much."

Tianling sneered, sat down next to her, and teased her while undressing her, "That's really wronging the little general."

The buttons, which were so complicated that Luoxing's scalp would tingle at a glance, were easily undone in the blink of an eye by Tianling's fingers.

Looking at the face of the woman earnestly helping him undress, Luo Xing felt that all the enthusiasm in his heart was coming out of his mouth at this moment.

"I will treat you well." She said dullly but firmly.

Tian Ling, who was unbuttoning the last button of his inner shirt, glanced at her indifferently upon hearing this.

Luo Xing couldn't fully distinguish the complex emotions in those eyes, but she could tell that there was nothing moving about them.

Luo Xing felt that his sincerity had not been conveyed, so he repeated it earnestly, "I will definitely treat you well..."

This time, before he finished speaking, he was stopped by the woman's soft palm.

"Then let me see how you do it..." Tianling picked up a small box from the bedside and opened it. Inside was an iron mask that could cover the lower half of his face.

The person wearing it, although still able to speak, probably couldn't open his mouth to bite anything.

The woman's tone was cold, "As the only heir of the Tian family, I can't form a bond with anyone, and I still can't believe your self-control."

Luo Xing picked up the mask and put it on his face slowly but firmly.

"Then until you trust me."

A satisfied smile appeared on Tianling's face, and he gently pushed her onto the bed, his soft lips covering the girl's forehead.

"Besides forming a contract, you can do anything."

Luo Xing finally got his wish and stroked the tassel on the woman's belt, and the touch there was indeed as smooth and delicate as she had imagined.

But it is far less than the woman's soft waist that fascinated her. Luo Xing's very rough hands, honed by weapons and heavy labor, poked in from the loosened belt, overlapping the woman's delicate skin.

She clearly heard Tianling's breathing cut by her movements.

I also learned infinite fun from it.

It turns out that it’s not only comfortable when being comforted, comforting others, watching her frown, hearing her weep softly, seeing her fall into my arms wetly like a bird with nowhere to go, shivering , but you can only rely on yourself, which is a more comfortable thing.

Especially the one in her arms, that lofty phoenix.

Her original absent-minded expression, which was always characteristic of a high-ranking person, was slowly crushed by the falling stars, revealing her hot inside.

Those deep lake-like eyes are filled with tears at the moment, wanting the warm sun to shine on the surface of the lake caressed by the breeze, making people want to sink into it and never want to come out again.

The scents of the two were entwined in the air, and Luo Xing felt hot and excited like never before.

She easily suppressed Tianling, and realized all those rebellious fantasies.

And Tianling was just like what he said, guiding her and pampering her.

The red tent is swaying, and I have a good night's sleep.

The next day, Luo Xing woke up early, and her sleep hadn't completely escaped from the army's routine.

She turned sideways slightly, looking at Tian Ling who was sleeping in her arms, with a happy smile on her lips.

From today onwards, she has another family, a wife, and maybe a child in the future.

She looked at the woman's beautiful face which had disappeared from her indifference in sleep, and she felt infinite love and desire for protection in her heart.

She was absolutely sure that she could die for Tianling now.

On the day of their wedding, they rested for a day. On the second day, Luo Xing watched Tianling put on court clothes under the service of the palace servants, and said worriedly, "Your body..."

The woman glanced at her lightly, "When I told you to slow down last night, why didn't you worry about my body?"

Luo Xing's face flushed red, and he murmured, "I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back."

She was really bad, Ming Ling had already cried and begged her, but she still didn't stop.

After Tianling put on his court clothes, he clapped his hands, and two palace servants walked in carrying a human-shaped shelf covered with a red cloth.

Luo Xing watched them struggling to put the shelf on the ground, and then retreated obediently. He couldn't help asking curiously, "This is it?"

Tianling raised his chin and motioned for her to uncover it herself, Luo Xing stepped forward and pulled the red cloth away.

Inside is a full set of golden armor, which looks indestructible and exquisitely crafted.

Luo Xing had never seen such a good armor in his life, even the black gold armor of their great general paled in comparison.

"Betrothal gift..." Tianling spat out two words, stepped forward, and lightly brushed the smooth and cold body of the armor with his fingers, as if he was very satisfied with its workmanship, turned and said to Luoxing, "Put it on and let me see."

"Oh, oh." Luo Xing was urged by the woman to put on the golden armor before he recovered from the emotion, which she still knew how to wear.

Although the golden armor was strong, it didn't affect his actions at all. After wearing it, Luo Xing stood upright as if he was trained in a military camp, looking straight at Tianling.

Like a boastful kid.

Tianling smiled softly, and stepped forward to help her straighten her messy collar from putting on her armor in a hurry, "Relax a little, are you going to be stuck in the hall like this in a while?"

"Should I go too?" Luo Xing looked at Tianling's lips, sniffing her scent, and asked in a daze.

"You are my wife, so naturally you want to stay with me, don't you?"

In the solemn and majestic hall, with all the civil and military officials standing with their heads bowed, Luo Xing sat beside Tianling, a bit novel and a bit nervous.

"The first thing I want to talk about today is what I mentioned a few days ago, the appointment and dismissal of the general. General Huang is indeed old, and it's time to return to his hometown for the elderly.

But Zhejia, the successor proposed by you, has already been put to death.I want to appoint Luo Xing as the new general, what do you think? "

"Your Highness, think twice!" Someone immediately objected, "Although Luo Xing is your son-in-law, but she has a mediocre background and no military achievements, how can she convince everyone?"

"Oh, the son-in-law of this palace is also considered to be of mediocre background? Could it be that only the children from your family are considered noble blood."

Tianling's voice was calm, but there was a bit of killing intent faintly.

"This, I dare not!" The minister immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

Tian Ling said indifferently, "As for the matter of military exploits, Ai Qing is right. Although Luo Xing killed hundreds of enemy soldiers for our dynasty, he has no experience in leading troops so far.

In this case, the post of General will be vacant for the time being, and Luo Xing will be the General of Xiaoqi. If he has military achievements in the future, he will be rewarded. "

After finishing speaking, he stopped listening to the words of the ministers below and turned his head to look at Luo Xing, "What do you think?"

If Luo Xing had obtained such a big official for no reason, she might not accept it.

After all, she wasn't sure if she could lead troops, and it was not a good thing for people to follow her to death in vain.

But now, looking into the woman's eyes, Luo Xing is willing to grant all her requests.

"Thank you, Your Highness, I am willing to destroy the enemy bandits for our court, and honor our Da Zhong Guowei!"

When Mu Xue came out of the shower, she saw Tang Xiaoyang sitting on the head of the bed with her legs crossed, staring at the wall with nothing in the distance.

Mu Xue stepped forward to rub the girl's thick and soft hair, and said softly, "What are you thinking?"

Tang Xiaoyang came back to his senses, and rubbed the woman's palm obediently, "I was thinking how sad Luo Xing would be when he found out the truth."

Mu Xue shook her head lightly, half kneeling on the bed, looking into the girl's eyes full of hesitation and thought, "Don't stay immersed in the role, it's dangerous."

Tang Xiaoyang nodded, "I know, but I can't help but think..."

I think if Tianling likes Luoxing because she is the best tool...

Then why does Mu Xue like herself?

Tang Xiaoyang felt that he was not a popular person, at least compared to Mu Xue.

Even if she keeps trying to get closer to Mu Xue, it can't change the fact that she is still far away.

Tang Yizi also likes Mu Xue, Le Wuyou also likes Mu Xue, why doesn't Mu Xue like them?

Tang Xiaoyang in the past felt lucky, but now Tang Xiaoyang felt terrified.

Because losing Mu Xue was an unimaginable nightmare for her.

And Mu Xue, like Tian Ling, was not allowed to mark.

Tang Xiaoyang used to be able to understand, but now he cares more and more.

That cold iron mask seemed to have fallen into her heart.

Those inferiority complexes that disappeared without a trace due to being illuminated by Mu Xue's love regenerated through the gap between Tang Xiaoyang and Luoxing.

Tang Xiaoyang couldn't control himself not to think about it.

His jaw was suddenly pinched, and Tang Xiaoyang met the woman's light gray eyes with complicated emotions.

Mu Xue sighed softly, and kissed the girl's lips.

Tang Xiaoyang's hand was pulled into the bathrobe by the woman.

Her body was moist and warm from the bath just now.

Tang Xiaoyang narrowed his eyes fascinated, and finally felt a little relieved.

When Mu Xue noticed that Tang Xiaoyang would be in the play, Mu Xue once considered whether to put Qingcheng aside for the time being.

But one was that most of Qingcheng's preparations had been completed at that time, and the other was that Mu Xue believed in Tang Xiaoyang's feelings for her.

Mu Xue gently stroked the girl's flexible back, with a gentle expression, but a little confused.

Now it seems that I may be too conceited.

The author has something to say: Sheep, do you smell the crematorium?

2. Although from my description, "Allure" has a lot of limited shots, but it is actually a serious drama, but the script cannot be written too long, so I still write what everyone likes to watch.

PS: I sorted out two copywritings yesterday, one is "Her Rose".

Because I don't want to write about the entertainment industry after finishing "White Moonlight", I changed some settings.

But the theme has not changed, I think it's okay, you can take a look, welcome to comment.

PS again: The other one is tentatively called "After Saving the Scumbag Predecessor", which is an ancient novel reborn, roses are pure cookies, this one is a drama, both should be published this year, and roses should be written first.

Finally: After I finished writing, I found out that Rose can be used as a meal replacement in A Nian’s hometown, and Zhaqian can be used as a meal replacement for Qingcheng. Ahem, thank you for listening to my waste of words. If there is a comment, I would be even more grateful.