Lan Xiu was holding the marriage book in his hand, a little dazed, and when he heard Emperor Shiyin's faint warning, he subconsciously opened his mouth, as if he wanted to defend Luo Qingyu, but Emperor Shiyin walked too fast, and he didn't have a chance......

couldn't help but look at Luo Qingyu, Luo Qingyu was still sitting there, his body was straight, his face was already pale, his red lips were tightly pursed, and he had already lost his blood.

Her mind was dazed, and the only thing she felt was pain, unspeakable pain!

A heart is like being pierced by a cold sword, and it hurts to the extreme, and it is also cold to the extreme......

Now he looks down on her at all!

In his eyes, she was just a little fairy who tried her best to climb to the top, humble as an ant-

Her eyes wandered, drifting to the marriage book, the big red marriage book, on which was printed the winged bird Lian Lizhi, and the two names were close to each other—

Emperor Shiyin, Yan Chi -

Those two words stung her eyes fiercely!

Eight days, and they're married in eight days—

So what else can she do? What else can be done?

My heart was empty, and I was so desperate for the first time in my life!

Bottomless despair!

It turns out that love can be so hurtful, and it can be so heart-wrenching-

I can see you, I can hear you, but you treat me as a stranger......

Her face was so pale that Lan Xiu hardly dared to look at the real despair on her face, seeing her eyes staring blankly at the marriage book in her hand, she hurriedly put it away.

wanted to change the subject: "Qinglan, I'...... I'll show you the Wraith......"

Luo Qingyu lowered his eyes and slowly lowered his sleeves: "No need, don't tarnish your reputation." ”

Her voice is fluttering, and people seem to be fluttering.

Lan Xiu's blood surged upward: "Qinglan, he doesn't know the inside story of the Dao, I'm afraid it's not good to really have a resentful spirit on you, it's better to expel it as soon as possible." ”

Luo Qingyu shook his head, got up slowly, and smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter." You're busy. She turned and walked away.

"Qinglan-" Lan Xiu was not at ease, and couldn't help but call her again.

Luo Qingyu didn't look back, just waved his hand back and turned around.

Her body is always straight, but how does this back look like a bleak taste......

Lan Xiu looked at the big red wedding card in his sleeve and was stunned, he and Emperor Shiyin were not close, just an ordinary immortal relationship.

He never thought that Emperor Shiyin would personally come to deliver the wedding card, why not just send a waiter for this kind of thing?

Why did he come in person?

Is it because he is Yan Chi's master and came to show respect in person?

Shaking his head, he couldn't figure it out.

Thinking of Luo Qingyu, he felt a pain in his heart, this blow is fatal to this girl, right?

She- she can't think about it-

The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, he couldn't hold his breath in the end, and ran towards Luo Qingyu's room.

The door was open, and there was not a trace of movement inside.

"Qinglan, Qinglan......" he called her outside the door.

After all, it's night, and it's not good for him to break in blindly.

"Lan Xiu Shangxian, what's the matter?"

Luo Qingyu's voice came from inside the door, and the voice was steady, not like he was sad and wanted to commit suicide.