Chapter 80: Slow
"It's been seven days, and Feng'er is still stuffy in the house by herself, I really don't know what's going on. Qingyue sighed.
The night breeze was slightly cool, Zhen Zhu swallowed melon seeds and said, "You must have made her angry again." β
"I swear!
"Did you encounter anything on the way back?" Yan Liu asked.
Qingyue thought for a while, "No, it's all normal." β
"Then when did she start to feel wrong?" spitting out the skin of melon seeds, Zhen Zhu continued, "If you think about it carefully, there must be something." β
"When did you start feeling wrong...... I remember, when I was having dinner in the living room of the Sword Sect Banquet, Feng Er went out halfway, and when I came back, I asked me about the day when Jiang Yebai and Lin Qingying got married, and my mood was not quite right at that time. β
"Uh...... She wouldn't like Jiang Yebai too......"
"What do you mean by 'like it too', can it be that you like it too?" Qingyue teased her.
"Nonsense!" Zhen Zhu subconsciously looked at Yan Liu, "I don't like it, I don't like it!" I mean that many female cultivators on the rivers and lakes like Jiang Yebai. β
"What are you so nervous about, I'll just say casually, don't worry, Yan Liu will definitely not misunderstand, right, Yan Liu?" Qing Yue winked meaningfully at Yan Liu.
Putting the small dish containing melon seeds in Qing Yue's hand, Yan Liu said, "You still have to eat." β
"Cut, boring. But...... Feng'er shouldn't like itββγ β
"What won't you like?" a slightly indifferent voice from behind interrupted Kiyokotsu's words.
The three of them immediately turned around and stood in the pavilion together.
Jun Heng asked again, "What won't you like?"
Zhen Zhu poked Qing Yue, "Say it quickly, ask you!"
"Wouldn't like it...... We're disturbing her!" Kiyoshi breathed a sigh of relief, "We were just talking about whether we wanted to call Feng'er out, but then we thought she had told us not to bother, so we thought it would be better not to go......"
"Hmm. β
He originally wanted to go to Shen Fu, but when he heard Qingyue say that she didn't want to be disturbed, he stopped again.
"Qingyue, come with me. β
"Yes, Lord. Qingyue put the small plate on the table and hurriedly followed.
Zhen Zhu sat down on the stone bench in the pavilion again, "Yan Liu, I'm a little uneasy. β
"What's wrong?" Yan Liu also sat down.
"I think that Taoist priest named Ling Yi is lying. β
"It's certainly not as simple as he says, everyone knows that, but they are very clever enough to tie their hands and get caught in exchange for a chance to find out the truth again, and if they are really framed, then this request can be said to be reasonable, so none of them raised any objections, let alone objections. β
"Why can't they raise objections, in case they're stalling for time?"
"Then what if they are really falsely accused?" Yan Liu asked rhetorically, "Which case raises objections, which case will be suspected of 'killing people to die without proof', they are all smart people, and no one will be stupid enough to ignite the fire." β
Until the merits are decided, we can only wait and see what happens.
"So many twists and turns. Zhen Zhu sighed, she was stupid in the world, and she couldn't even understand Yan Liu, a natural thing.
Hiding the corners of his mouth with the action of drinking tea, Yan Liu said in his heart, he still don't tell Zhen Zhu that this is what Qingyue told him, after all, it is not easy to raise his eyebrows in front of her.
The depressed mood came and went quickly, Zhen Zhu lay on the stone table, looking at the moon that seemed to be far away and near.
"Y-Are you unhappy?" Yan Liu struggled a few times, "Okay, actually, those are Qingyue-"
"Yanliu. Zhen Zhu interrupted him, "I miss my mother." β
"Then you can talk to me about your mother, and I'll think about it with you. β
Zhen Zhu curled the corners of her lips, "What about you, do you miss your mother?"
"My mother?" Yan Liu shook her head, "I don't have any impression of my mother in my memory, but my father said that she was a very gentle woman. β
"You believe whatever your father says?"
"Of course, don't you believe your father?"
Zhen Zhu sneered, "I don't have a father, he doesn't deserve to be my father, he just lied to my mother's man." β
Yan Liu was silent, and suddenly remembered what several women who had chewed the root of their tongues outside her house.
"Do you hate him?" he didn't know what it felt like blood was thicker than water but he hated it incomparably, but 'hatred' was not a good thing after all, and he didn't want Zhen Zhu to carry this for the rest of his life.
The worry in Yan Liu's eyes made Zhen Zhu inexplicably warm, and she smiled, "I don't hate him." β
But I'm going to kill him.
ββββββ
The days flickered to the tenth day of October.
It is advisable to marry, collect, open a warehouse, and go on the beam.
The whole Fusang was shrouded in a thick of joy, because today was the day of the marriage of their young master.
The overwhelming red silk and the deafening drum music.
Wen Renying, who had to come by Wen Ren Di's order, came to Ning Wushu's side, quite interestingly, "Each of these congratulatory guests has a bright smile on their faces, and they look much happier than the groom." β
Ning Wushu smiled and changed the subject, "Why is Miss A-Ying here alone today?"
"Alas, Ah Li had a quarrel with my father and was locked up in Yuzong and not allowed to go out. Speaking of this, Wen Renying had a little headache.
Ning Wushu couldn't help but interject, "There will inevitably be some small friction between father and daughter, and it will be fine in two days, Miss Aying relax." β
Wen Renying smiled and didn't say anything more.
This time, Ah Li is iron-hearted, unless he hears Di Songkou, otherwise......
Through the thin red veil, Lin Qingying could vaguely see Jiang Yebai's cold and forbearant face, as if he was doing something he could barely bear.
Suppressing the anger and unwillingness in his chest, Lin Qingying continued to raise the corners of his mouth.
It doesn't matter, after today, she will be the rightful young master's wife.
The sound of firecrackers and joy mixed with noise made Jiang Yebai more and more irritable, and he endured and endured it before he insisted on going to the chapel.
The master of ceremonies sang loudly, "Worship heaven and earth!"
Lin Qingying slowly turned around and bowed down with the support of the maidservant.
"Second worship high hall!"
The two bowed down together again at Jiang Di on the seat.
The look in Jiang Di's eyes was very pleased, and he said hello again and again.
"Husband and wife worship each other!"
Lin Qingying couldn't help but feel a little nervous and sweet in her heart, after waiting for so long, she finally arrived.
Jiang Yebai didn't know what she was still rubbing, and after waiting for a while, he finally saw Lin Qingying move, he took away some impatience, and was about to bow down.
"Waitβ"
The joy of the hall seemed to be cut off by this unhurried soft drink, and the drums and congratulations gradually stopped.
Who was so bold and reckless that he even dared to speak out to obstruct the wedding of the Fusang Sword Sect?
Wen Renying was stunned, could it be that she encountered a common kiss-snatching plot in the script?
The crowd began to look around, and suddenly, one of them pointed to the opposite roof, "There!"
"Who's that, still wearing a mask?"
Mask?Wen Renying immediately got up to look, and when she saw it clearly, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Jun Fenger?!"