Feng Qing attaches great importance to this marriage, and did not ask the maids to tidy it up at all, the makeup is all made by herself, seriously, every step is injected into her seriousness for this wedding ceremony, and the bun is made by Su Youwei for her.

Putting on makeup, curling hair, dressing, the two of them were busy in the room for a long time, and the time when the sky was white was finally done.

"Okay, gently, what do you think?" Su Youyu held the mirror in front of Feng Qing and asked with a smile.

Feng Qing lowered his eyes and looked at the gorgeous wedding dress on his body, and muttered, "It's good everywhere, but this wedding dress is not good." ”

Su Youyu's expression froze, she knew that Feng Qing thought of destroying the wedding dress that Rong Yeyan had sewn for her with her own hands.

If you want to say that Rong Yeqi's handiwork is naturally not as good as the best tailor in the demon capital, but who let it be made by him?

For Feng Qing, Rong Yeqi did the best, but she destroyed what she cherished the most in front of him.

There is nothing more worrying than falling in love but not being able to stay together, and being in love to the bone but going their separate ways, like strangers.

After a long time, Feng lightly raised his eyes, and pulled out a smile, "Let's go, it should be a long time to wait outside." ”

Su Youwen nodded slightly, put down a thin layer of red light yarn on the phoenix crown, held Feng Qing's hand, and walked towards the door step by step.

Pushing open the door, not far away, Rong Yeqi stood in red.

Standing on both sides were the Eighteen Demon Kings, Meng Bo, Chang Shuo, and a group of attendants.

Everyone's eyes immediately looked at the door with a "squeak".

Obviously, there were a lot of people around, but the wind raised her eyes lightly, and through the thin light veil, she only saw the red figure in the center at a glance, her eyes were unwavering, quietly staring at the man she loved the most but was the least likely to be together.

The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but the fact that they only have each other in their eyes but pretend to be strangers.

Su Youyu helped Feng Qing to walk towards Rong Yeqi step by step, with each step, the distance between the two was pulled in a little, and with each step, the two hearts shed a drop of blood.

The expressions of the people present were different, and everyone had a ghost in their hearts.

Chang Shuo looked at the two of them with a complicated expression: I really don't know if he did the right thing or wrong to tell Rong Yeqian the truth of his previous life, after this wedding was shattered, the two of them were very likely to be separated by life and death, and from then on they would truly become strangers, and there would never be the slightest entanglement.

And with the same complicated expression as him, Meng Bo had already told him that Rong Yeqi would accept the punishment of ninety-nine heavenly thunders instead of Feng Qing.

There was a faint tangle in his eyes, if he could, he didn't want either Rong Yeqi and Feng Qing to have anything to do, but, compared to Rong Yeqi, of course he was more concerned about Feng Qing and the Demon Realm.

Thinking like this, Mombert suddenly felt that his heart was a lot firmer, and his expression was no longer entangled.

Rong Ye's eyes flashed slightly, looking at the beautiful woman who walked towards him step by step, his eyes and heart were full of the person in front of him.

The moon under the water is like the moon in the sky, and the sweetheart is the person in front of you.

If it's a dream, never let him wake up.

When Feng Qing's hand and Rong Yeqi's hand clasped together, their hearts trembled slightly at the same time.

The familiar palm, the familiar temperature, and the familiar Rong Ye are completely unfamiliar moods.

The two of them shook hands, but there was no communication between them, just like walking in a form.

There is no joy of tying the knot, there is just an inexplicable feeling of heaviness and depression.

King Wei looked at the two red backs with satisfaction, and his faint gaze swept over the faces of King Chu and King Ning in turn, and there was a trace of contempt in his eyes.

The phoenix rises, the gongs and drums are beaten, the light yarn is flying, and the sky is full of flowers.

A group of people walked towards the outside of the Demon Palace.