In September, the autumn breeze is slightly cool, and the fallen leaves are colorful.

Zhuo's house inside and out, the lights are colorful, and it is very lively.

People come from all over the world, and they are all people of status.

Yuhua married a family, and Yuhua was originally the host, but the place where this wedding was held was indeed in the mansion of the ancient city of the Zhuo family.

Whew!

A few cool autumn winds blow across the windowsill, and the fallen leaves fly in.

The beautiful girl, with a gloomy expression, stared at the sky, but she seemed so lonely and lonely on the windowsill.

"Miss" A maid hurriedly broke in, raised her head, her forehead was full of nervous sweat, and said: "Xiaoman stole a disguise pill, Miss is now about two hours away from the wedding, Miss let's go!"

Zhuo Xiaoqian's expression froze, and she turned her face sideways and looked at the maid Xiaoman quietly.

"Miss. Xiao Man took a deep breath.

"Thank you, Xiaoman. Zhuo Xiaoqian chuckled, then shook her head: "Unless I can go out openly, I won't go." ”

"Why, miss?" she said, with a bitter look on her face.

"You don't understand, I'm leaving, what will happen to my family? What about my father?" Zhuo Xiaoqian sighed lightly: "The Zhuo family is up and down, with a population of nearly 10,000!"

"But you don't like the Feather Son of Heaven, and he won't like you, miss, you won't be happy. She smiled sadly.

"No, but. She fell silent, staring at the sky as if remembering the gray figure.

Over the years, the whole family has treated her as a pearl, a little princess, giving her everything.

But those are what the family wants to give, no one has really asked her what she likes, what she wants, until now, in fact, what she wants has always been simple, free, like a butterfly.

Therefore, she liked the experience of the Void Battlefield, and she also liked the boy who accompanied her to freedom, and even more liked his back like a god of war in the storm.

It's a pity, it's too late after all.

Thinking of an invitation she secretly added, she couldn't help but feel apprehensive in her heart.

Every day she will secretly fantasize, secretly nervous, will he come back, will he not come, and how will he face it?

"Xiaoman, do you think Prince Charming really exists with colorful clouds on his feet?" she asked softly.

"Xiaoman doesn't know, and he doesn't understand. Xiao Man bit his lip lightly.

"I can let those people in, I need to dress up well, it's too late if I don't dress up!" she smiled, no matter what, she had to marry her most beautiful self, and she had to face the person in her heart with such a self.

Soon, she changed.

In front of the mirror, she is beautiful and moving, charming and charming, with thin red lips like flowers on the mountain, wearing a red long dress, draped on her body, light and soft, not like a shirt, but like a sunset dress.

When I opened my eyes, my willow-like eyelashes blinked one after another, and I only felt that Ke'er was moving, but it added a bit of dignified and mature feeling.

Soon, the greeting procession arrived, and the sound of firecrackers began to sound, which was very lively.

In another mansion, people gather from all directions.

On this day, Li Pu changed his outfit, dressed in white, coupled with his handsome and extraordinary face, his appearance at this moment has changed greatly, not like an invincible celestial body, but like a scholar in the world.

"Are you?" When the disciple of the Feather Formation lineage checked Li Pu's invitation, his face suddenly changed greatly.

On the invitation, it was written, Celestial Body, Infinite Holy Lord Li Pu, these big characters were clearly visible, and they were also suffocating.

A few more disciples came over curiously, and they froze for a while, raised their heads, and looked at the people one by one vigilantly.

"What happened?"

"What's going on?"

"Who is that man? Is it the enemy of Feathering?"

"It's not like yes! he's so young. People whispered.

"The celestial body takes. The feathered disciple shouted angrily.

"Presumptuous. A middle-aged man walked out with a straight face: "Today's wedding of the Son of Heaven, the person who comes is a guest, a few of you will roll aside for me, and then punish." ”

Several Feather Disciples trembled, their hearts were afraid, and they didn't dare to say more.

The word 'celestial body' echoed here clearly, and in an instant, the whole scene was quiet.

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