Reverse marriage

On the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, the flowers fall fragrantly, while the fiery phoenix flowers first bloom into a stunning smoky color.

Donghua wears a white as snow inner garment, a scarlet satin gown in the middle, and a pure red brocade gown with two breasts and wide sleeves on the outside, and a shiny and restrained jade ring around his waist.With his white hair fluttering slightly in the wind, he had a sharp and stern face, while his deep eyes were full of a soul-stirring brilliance, which was extremely light and elegant.

"Emperor, everything is ready." Si Ming and Nainai inspected the main hall carefully before coming to Donghua and bowing.

Donghua hummed lightly, but the corners of his lips could not stop rising slightly, "Let's go." With his status, he didn't need to go to Qingqiu to meet his relatives in person, but Feng Jiu was the love of his life, and the two of them turned around a hundred times. It took a thousand times to finally become today, he was solemn on the one hand, and hoped that Feng Jiu would have no regrets from now on, so he decided to pick her up in person.

In the Fox Cave in Qingqiu, Fengjiu’s boudoir has been replaced with red curtains. She changed into a plain red narrow-waisted pleated skirt, and she wore a embroidered gauze dress of rosy color that stretched to the ground, and sat beside the bronze mirror. , looking at the face in the mirror with the flickering candlelight, Grandma has evened her face and put on a light makeup. The white jade-like face of the person in the mirror has a faint pink glow, and the ferns on the forehead are like dripping blood. The bright red like red is far away from Handan's crimson lips, and the almond eyes are shining brightly like stars.

Bai Laojun then gently combed her hair, just like ordinary people when they get married, muttering in his mouth: "One comb to the head, two combs to the tail, three combs to white hair and eyebrows."

Feng Jiu couldn't help but think about what she and Donghua would look like in the future, and she couldn't help but spread a happy face, her almond eyes like spring water were full of tactful affection when they lingered.

With such a bright smile, even the old lady Bai couldn't help being stunned, and said with a soft smile: "Our Xiaojiu is so beautiful. Others say that your aunt is the most beautiful in the world, and I think Xiaojiu is no different Let it go."

Feng Jiu's cheeks flushed slightly, and she couldn't help but secretly picture Donghua's appearance today in her heart, and she smiled dreamily.When Grandma pulled up her three thousand blue silks, she inserted a beaded hairpin obliquely on each side, and the long twisted gold tassels hung down slightly, fluttering gently with her movements.She stopped Grandma from inserting Fengchai's hand for herself, got up and walked to the shelf on the left, took down a wooden box from the top position, took out the Fengchai placed on the drawing paper, and slowly inserted it into the servant girl.

Bai Laojun later saw that the hairpin was glowing with five colors, and it was not a common phoenix, but a lively little fox, and said with a light smile, "This hairpin is not common, where did it come from?"

Feng Jiu stared at herself in the mirror, her eyes bent into crescent moons: "It was given to me by the emperor."

Bai Laojun nodded with comprehension, and said with a smile: "Dijun really cherishes us Xiaojiu, so grandma can rest assured. But Xiaojiu, you are married to Jiuchongtian today, and the heavenly palace has many rules. Even if Dijun loves you, you are not allowed to be like before. So capricious."

Fengjiu remembered that every time she caused troubles in the past, it was the emperor who relied on the emperor's favor to escape, and a deep sweetness filled her heart, but she also secretly made up her mind that she must be cautious in her words and deeds in the future.

Seeing that it was almost time, Bai Laojun took her to the edge of the stone bed and sat down, and said with a loving smile: "I'll ask Shao Shao to come in, she has always served you, so let's go to the Taichen Palace together."

Feng Jiu hummed in a low voice, her eyes were covered by the bright red wedding silk, she could only see her twisted fingers slightly nervous.

There were light footsteps coming in from outside the cave, Feng Jiu thought it was Shao Shao, and said: "Shao Shao, my heart is beating a little bit, hurry up and bring me a cup of tea."

It was a slender finger with well-defined joints that handed the tea, it was by no means the smooth and tender hand of Shao Shao, nor the slightly aged hand of grandpa or father, nor was it Donghua's long-term hand holding bamboo slips with slightly calloused fingers. Startled, Feng Jiu lifted up the red silk, only to realize that it was the old fox from Shaoze.

Maybe he saved her twice in a row recently, Feng Jiu was already a little relaxed, but seeing that his body smelled strongly of alcohol, his eyes were red, clearly drunk to the extreme, she couldn't help feeling a little uneasy, her eyes flashed with vigilance Guang: "Hey, what are you doing here? The guests are all in the Zhaohui Cave where my grandfather used to live."

In the past two days, Shaoze's questioning from Ah Heng's crying has been floating through his mind, the indescribable boredom in his heart, only wine can numb the pain like peeling cocoons, he doesn't know what he is doing, he only knows what he is doing at this time As soon as he grasped Feng Jiu's hand on the red silk, a faint smile appeared in his eyes: "Little fox, do you want to marry him so much?"

Feng Jiu struggled a few times but did not break free, feeling very uneasy, she bit her lips and said angrily, "What are you doing, let me go."

Seeing her flustered look, Shaoze involuntarily let go of her hand, but stared into her eyes and asked again: "Do you really want to marry him that much?"

Feng Jiu leaned back and stayed away from him, staring at him with black and white eyes, "Yes, I fell in love with him from the first time I saw him, I have loved him for tens of thousands of years, and now I can marry him ..."

"Stop talking!" Shaoze cut her off with a soft reprimand, his eyes were as deep as the dark night: "Little fox, you are saved by him because of his life-saving grace, and this deity has saved you twice. My position?"

Feng Jiu shook her head and said, "No, not even half a cent."

Seeing her terrified look, Shaoze really wanted to raise a smile to congratulate her, but he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do it, so he just looked at her fixedly: "Little fox, have you ever remembered that you Promise me one thing?"

Feng Jiu was stunned, remembering what she said, nodded and shook her head, "Yes, I promised you, but not today."

"What if the deity wants you to promise not to marry him?"

Feng Jiu raised her eyes and found that his eyes were deep and deep, without the slightest look of frivolity and jokes in the past. Suddenly, a deep sense of fear rose in her heart, she raised her feet and ran outside, shouting: "Master..."

However, before she could say grandpa, she was fixed in place by Shaoze's spell, unable to speak or move.

Shaoze walked up to her, and couldn't bear to see her tears, eyes full of accusations and pleading, and said in a low voice: "I owe her a lot, I can't make up for it, I can only try my best to satisfy her only wish , I will settle things with her in the future..." He raised his finger, and a blue light flashed on Feng Jiu's forehead, and she shrank into a small fox in an instant, and was embraced by him.

When Donghua came to Qingqiu, Baizhi led a group of gods out of the fox cave to greet him. Donghua avoided their salute and asked softly, "Where's Feng Jiu?"

Shao Shao ran all the way from the holy water pool, panting: "I'll help you out." She didn't know why, she felt extremely sleepy as if she hadn't woken up in the morning, and she was lying on the pavilion beside the holy water pool. She fell asleep in the middle of the night, but Bai Laojun woke her up after calling several times.She ran into the cave, but there was no sign of Your Majesty anywhere, only the red silk and phoenix hairpins that fell on the ground, her heart skipped a beat, and she called out loudly: "Your Majesty."

Hearing the shout, Donghua suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness. He walked in quickly to see, only Shao Shao held up the red silk and phoenix hairpin and cried, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is gone."

Donghua's heart shrank suddenly, and he took out the Kunlun mirror from his sleeve. Feng Jiu's mournful and weeping face was reflected in the mirror, and behind him was the familiar Shengze Palace.His eyes froze suddenly, and there was infinite pity in his heart, but there was a monstrous anger in his eyes, and a faint red light involuntarily glowed all over his body, which disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Bai Zhi and the others who had just rushed over were stunned: "What, what's going on?"

In Shengze Palace, after Feng Jiu was captured by Shaoze, she was locked in a barrier by his immortal technique, unable to use any of his immortal techniques. She beat and kicked frantically at first, and when she found it was useless, Then she just knelt down on the ground and wept bitterly. Every time she cried, the longing in her heart deepened, and there was nowhere to dissipate the nostalgia in her heart. Her heart, which was clearly unscathed, hurt a lot more than the pain of severed tail in the past. , she almost shrunk into a small ball in pain, and murmured softly: "Donghua...Donghua..."

"What? Are you looking forward to his coming?"

A sweet laughter awakened Feng Jiu's sanity, she looked at the beautiful but cruel woman in front of her, slightly raised her eyes, "It's you."

"That's right, it's me." Ah Heng approached step by step, staring at her face that was full of shocking beauty despite the tears, with a hint of hatred in her eyes, "Why do you do this in Taichen Palace?" The servant girl can get his heart, but I, I have to be driven away?"

In Feng Jiu's mind, only the ethereal purple figure in the Jiuchongtian was left in his mind, and he said in a low voice, "How can a scheming woman like you be worthy of such an ethereal person like him?"

"I'm not worthy, but you are worthy?" Ah Heng laughed a few times, "Is it because you were born with the honorable status of Qingqiu Emperor Ji, or because of this piece of work that is known as the second most beautiful woman in the world?" Your face?" She changed her tone, and said sharply: "In order to keep the peace of the world, he cut off his marriage. Such a noble person would rather risk the punishment of God to marry you, and what did you do for him? Are you entangled or are you carrying him behind your back and spending time with the Immortal Venerable? You say I am not worthy, so why do you deserve it?"

Feng Jiu curled up tightly in pain, and murmured, "It's not like this, it's not like this."

"So what if it is, so what if it's not? It's too late!" Ah Heng's eyes were full of jealousy and hatred, and he pushed her to the ground, took out the porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and poured the breath into her mouth, "The Immortal will not let you!" I'll hurt your life, but I won't let you pester him again no matter what."

Feng Jiu lost all her skills and was forced by her to swallow the potion. She looked at the familiar porcelain bottle in her hand in horror, "What did you give me?"

"Haha." Ah Heng raised his head and laughed, "Mr. Qingqiu, God Zheyan and Bai Zhen in the past persuaded you to drink the water of Wangchuan to make you forget Donghua, but unfortunately you never refused, Ah Heng Help them feed you and drink today, they must be very grateful."

"No...no..." Feng Jiu shook her head in despair, "No, I can't forget him...can't forget..."

Ah Heng glanced at her with a triumphant smile in his eyes, and walked out slowly.

Feng Jiu felt chills all over her body, her heart was throbbing with pain, every inch of her skin, every ounce of reason seemed to be torn apart, dizziness struck inch by inch, she suddenly melted a dagger, Muttering: I will never forget you, Donghua, I will never forget..." She stabbed her arm fiercely, but the pain in her arm was not worth the pain in her heart. Deep down to: Don't forget Donghua. Before finishing the last stroke, he fell into a deep sleep.

The author has something to say: Although the outline has been fixed long ago, it is really tangled and distressed to actually write it.

The mood to cry, the next chapter preview, let Donghua cruelly abuse those two people