My nemesis begged me after my death

"I knew that something that could be smashed by the two of us must not be a good thing." Mu Sangong squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, his voice was deep.

Shi Wangchuan comforted him: "You can think about the benefits, for example—" He thought for a while, "At least if you are beaten up in the future, you can not only call Jiang Dengnian for help, but also Mr. Cangxue."

When Mu Heng came to listen to him, he remembered that Shi Wangchuan didn't know that Jiang Dengnian was dead and even finished the funeral.Xiang Shenyu actually came to the world to tell him about this matter, but for some reason no one was found at that time, and the matter was so tight that Shi Wangchuan missed it.

He cautiously raised his eyes to look at this good friend who had been in the world because of emotional disorder, and asked: "Which one do you think is more unacceptable to have an accident between the little empress and Jiang Shi?"

Shi Wangchuan was different from Mu Henglai, and immediately grasped the point: "What happened to Jiang Shi?"

A stiff smile appeared on Mu Henglai's lips.

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The birds have no experience in organizing weddings, so they can only read ancient books and human dramas to extract various evidences that can be used as a reference.The tops of the sycamore trees are covered with red silk, and the colorful sparrows hold the end of the colorful silk with their flapping wings and throw it over the top of the eaves.

A tassel hangs from one end of the thin and soft brocade satin, caressing the octagonal glazed lamp under the eaves.The candles were lit, and the strong wine made from the water in the Xiyue River was brought out one by one, tied with red ribbons, poured into golden wine jugs, and placed in the wedding room. The blue birds spread their down feathers feather blanket spread out on the bed.

Listening to a group of chirping birds surrounding her and talking about various matters of the marriage, Fenghuang propped his head up and thought for a while: "Is it still short of the dowry?"

The blue bird opened its round eyes: "Do you want to prepare a dowry or a dowry for the young master?" In order to reproduce offspring, the bird clan always combines female birds with male birds, and there are very few marriages between men and men like this.

"Of course it's a betrothal gift." Fenghuang smiled and rubbed Qingniao's hair, "I don't care what happens to the fairy gate in the Central Plains, but in Xueyuan, naturally only your young master gets married, and there is no right to marry."

Qingniao let out an "oh", and then heard Fenghuang ask: "How is Xue Zhaowei's attitude recently?"

Qingniao was stunned for a moment before realizing that "Xue Zhaowei" is the name of the future young master's wife. She said softly, "I seem to have heard the young master mention this name before."

Phoenix just smiled without saying a word.

"Mr. Xue doesn't seem very happy about the marriage." Qingniao tilted his head, "Is it because people in the Central Plains are more reserved?"

"may be."

Fenghuang said indifferently, "Keep an eye on your young master. His brain was probably broken by a thunderbolt some time ago, and he hasn't healed yet, so don't tell him to run away."

"The young master doesn't look like he's injured." Qingniao quickly pursed the corners of her lips, "But since Master Fenghuang said it, then I will definitely keep an eye on the young master."

No matter how confident Qingniao said, she couldn't catch Xie Guici.He tried many ways before he found a chance to leave the barrier safely and quietly.

Gathering back the phoenix tail feather that was torn from the wedding dress while the blue bird was not paying attention, Xie Guici locked Xue Zhaowei's breath in the vast night.

right next door to him.

Close at hand.

Xue Zhaowei is practicing sword.

The moonlight melted down, and three points of frost condensed on the tip of his sword. It was cold and lonely, and Xie Guici couldn't help clapping his hands when he saw this extremely beautiful and fierce sword.

He jumped down from the treetops and landed only a few feet away from Xue Zhaowei's sword. Xue Zhaowei withdrew his sword, and the sword wind just brushed Xie Guici's side and went out, touched the ground, and then disappeared invisible.

Only then did Xie Guici's eyes meet.

The "apprentice" Fenghuang said was indeed him.

Xie Guici noticed that Xue Zhaowei seemed to be a little different from before. He looked at it for a while with his chin in his hand, but he couldn't see why.It was difficult for him to find a word to describe the Cang Xuejun in front of him, as if he was suddenly relieved, and even Jianfeng was a little more gentle.

Seeing that Xie Guici was just staring at him, but didn't speak, Xue Zhao lowered his eyelashes slightly, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Xie Guici came back to his senses, and shook his head: "It's okay....Speaking of which, you should already know, right?"

"what?"

"It's the marriage that my master and you mentioned..." Xie Guici slowly organized his words to avoid provoking Xue Zhaowei by saying something inappropriate.But Xue Zhaowei didn't seem to be surprised that he appeared in front of him at all... Could it be that Master and Xue Zhaowei mentioned his real name?Concealing the strange feeling that flashed away from the bottom of his heart, he said the words he had considered: "My master has always wanted to find me a Taoist partner. She heard that I was engaged to you, and she probably misunderstood something..."

Xue Zhaowei interrupted him: "What is the misunderstanding?"

"She thinks that we two belong to the kind of Taoist couple who share the same mind and love each other." Xie Guici said, "I know you don't agree with this marriage, so we are leaving tonight before they find out. This way There is no need to get married."

"Who says I don't agree with this marriage?" Xue Zhaowei's expression remained indifferent, with a cold moonlight shining between his handsome brows, "Since you and I have already made a marriage contract, one day we will be married sooner or later. Going with the trend now, we can Nothing is impossible."

The author has something to say:

Because of Calvin, I haven't finished writing this one yet, but I will update a chapter (the last stubbornness of the pigeon) before twelve o'clock.