Manifest Marriage I

More than half a month has passed since Lian Zhou sent a letter to Jiangnan Town, her marriage with Zhou Jing is in full swing, the enthusiasm of the people in Xunyang City almost overwhelms Lian Zhou.

The wedding is approaching...

On the wedding day, Zhou Jing was dressed in a crimson wedding gown, with a slender waist and long legs, slightly curved eyebrows and eyes, and a smile that made men and women's hearts thump. On her chest was an exaggeratedly large poppies. Picked from the imperial garden for the wedding.

The beautiful people and the beautiful flowers, with a casual look, provoked a surge of spring love on both sides of the long street.Riding on horseback, Zhou Jing slowly looked away, chatting and laughing with Zheng Er and Song San in a low voice.

Lian Zhou was wearing the most expensive fiery red wedding dress and sitting in a sedan chair, she didn't expect this day to come so soon.It would be nonsense to say that she was not mentally prepared. For this day, she was tossed about by the nuns from the palace for half a month, and her chin, which was not much meat, was even more pointed.

It'll be fine for three months.

She kept hinting to herself.

The sedan chair stopped in front of the gate of the day mansion, warm voices flooded in like a tide, Lian Zhou took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, repeating this, there was a moderate noise from the sedan chair, and the surrounding discussions became even louder.

Zhou Jing was teased by everyone, and opened the sedan chair curtain with one hand: "Zhou Zhou, we're here."

Lianzhou's heart skipped a beat, and she could only use her palms to tell herself that Zhou Jing is a good person, an upright gentleman, and there is no need to be afraid.But panic still leaked from her white knuckles.

"Zhouzhou, come up, I'll carry you on my back."

She stretched out her hand to hold the girl's slender wrist, and bent down, under the gaze of everyone, under the red hijab, Lian Zhou bit her lower lip and endured to climb up to "him" back, her palm rested on this person's shoulder, her head was slightly tilted, she didn't dare to leave "" As he approached, I felt that the calf held by "him" was trembling and hot.

The smile on Zhou Jing's face deepened: "Don't be afraid..."

Lianzhou secretly sighed, hoping that time would pass sooner.

The afterglow of the setting sun poured on the couple, and Zhou Jing didn't dare to scare her, so he said softly, "Zhou Zhou, hold on tight, don't fall off."

"Well... you too, you slow down too."

The two whispered in front of countless pairs of eyes, the woman hiding in the crowd frowned, it was Song Ji who came over after receiving the letter.

Song Ji is a demon appraiser who hides in the marketplace, and no monster can hide from her eyes.A pair of eyes are comparable to a demon mirror, and because of this, the first time she saw the portrait of Rijing, she was sure that Rijing was a demon.

And it's not a flower demon, not a tiger demon, it's most likely the fox demon with the best bones among the demon clan.

If it weren't for the noble fox demon, no one could be so beautiful.So she didn't hesitate to use the treasured [Soul Pulling Cord], and she wanted to give it a try.

As expected, due to the unique attraction of "Leading Soul Cable" to the Fox Clan, Lian Zhou fell into his eyes, and by accident, she became Zhou Jing's wife.

The monster race in the world is almost extinct, and after searching for many years, they couldn't find one. Song Ji asked for the fox monster, and when he found that there was no monster in Zhou Jing, his heart sank to the bottom.

Seeing that a new couple was about to enter the door, she hurriedly stood up and shouted: "Lian Zhou!"

Lian Zhou, who was lying on the back of the background with tense nerves, suddenly raised his head: "Wait!"

The day scene stopped immediately.

A corner of the red hijab was lifted, revealing the beautiful face of the bride, causing a commotion among the crowd.

Song Ji took a few steps forward: "Lianzhou, you are willing to marry this person, if you don't want to, aunt will take you away!"

This was said abruptly, and the crowd was talking again.

Being able to see the most trusted aunt Song at this time, Lianzhou's nervousness was relieved. Thinking about the contract she made, she raised her lips and smiled, looking shy: "Auntie, what are you talking about? There is a marriage contract, and I am naturally willing to marry him."

She had a marriage contract when she was young, so it's okay to deceive others, but it is absolutely impossible to deceive Song Ji.

She knew Lian Zhou, because of Lian Zhou's defensive and disgusting temperament towards men, if she was not willing, she would not be able to lie obediently on the background of the daytime scene.

At first she mixed in the miniatures from the roster, because she wanted to see the unique appearance and bearing of Zhou Jing in the world, and she wanted to build a bridge for the blind date of the old man's daughter. There are fakes.

Song Ji was shocked by the truth of "Rijing is a human and not a demon" and lost his previous calm, nodded: "That's good, that's good..."

Zhou Jing smiled: "Since my aunt is here, please come in and have a glass of wedding wine."

Song Ji had exactly this intention.

The sage personally presided over the marriage. After the official worship, Zhou Jing breathed a sigh of relief. In the wedding room, she looked at the girl sitting silently: "Zhouzhou, wait a moment, I will be back soon."

Lianzhou's palms were sweating: "Hmm..."

Contrary to what Zhou Jing expected, Song Ji didn't have a demon-slaying sword in his hand, nor did he have the awe-inspiring attitude of a cultivator.

She treated Zhou Jing very well, even took her hand and told her good words for half an hour, all she said was "It's not easy to pity Zhou, Patriarch Zhou must treat her well in the future, otherwise I will be the first to refuse. "

It was the first time for Zhou Jing to hear such words.

Realizing that things were very different from what she had guessed, she took advantage of her drunkenness to drag Song Ji to the table, and said in a low voice, "Zhou Zhou's miniature, is it because my aunt took the opportunity to sneak in?"

Straight to the point, talk directly if you have something to say.

Song Ji was startled: "It's me..."

It can be called very candid.

Zhou Jing asked again: "Why does aunt do this?"

A look of sadness appeared on Song Ji's face: "Originally, there was a reason why I had to do it, but now... Patriarch and Lianzhou can become married couples, but it's a big deal on my mind."

In this way, Lianzhou will not be lonely all his life if he gets a lover.

She is quite forced to smile now, and Zhou Jing is full of doubts, just about to speak, but is interrupted by Song Ji: "It's getting late, go quickly, don't let the bride wait for a long time. Treat her well, please." .”

The door "squeaked" opened, and Zhou Jing raised his legs and stepped in, waving his hands casually: "Everyone go down..."

The nuns at the side didn't dare to disobey, they expected the Patriarch's impatient and shy appearance and didn't want to be seen by others, so they covered their mouths and left with a sneer.

For a while, the newcomers in the wedding room let out a long sigh of relief.

Zhou Jing smiled happily, she didn't meet any unsightly monster hunters, and no one spoiled the atmosphere of the wedding banquet, everything went according to her plan, even the idlers waiting outside to make trouble in the bridal chamber were chased away by her.

Make sure there is no eyeliner around her, and her voice is gentle: "Just lift the hijab, isn't it boring?"

The red hijab was removed, revealing an incomparably beautiful face.Zhou Jing clicked his tongue and said, "It's so beautiful..."

Lian Zhou blushed uncontrollably.

The two got married in a fake manner and did not follow the rules. They each went to the bathroom to take a bath. After finishing their work, the sky was dark, and Day Jing tidied up early. Looking at the well-dressed, fragile and helpless girl opposite, he said with a smile: "It's okay to sleep on the floor." stop?"