Hengguo, Xuanwu Lingfu.

Since Yuan Ying was killed one after another by her mother Wuji and uncle Wuqi, although she immediately became the head of Hanchemen, she never returned to Hanchemen in Hanqing City. At the beginning, Yuan Ying was eliminated in the Fengyun Pavilion Ring Competition, and even failed to enter the top ten, which made her feel deeply embarrassed to the elders and disciples of the Han Che Sect. What's more, the Xuanwu Ling Mansion has already been strongly involved in various things of the Han Che Gate, strictly controlling the Han Che Gate and squeezing out dissident members. The disciples of the Han Che Sect were brutally killed after the slightest confrontation and dissent. Therefore, most of the subordinates who had no trace and no enlightenment before Hanchemen fled in all directions and did not know where to go.

However, Yuan Ying's life in Xuanwuling Mansion is now very depressed, and she is simply discriminated against and neglected. On the surface, she is the head of the Han Che Sect, but the heads of the Xuanwu Ling Mansion never take her seriously, and not only have she never been allowed to handle all matters related to the Han Che Gate, but she has never even mentioned any affairs to her. Just as if she was an ornament, or an air in general, turn a blind eye.

When she was a child, she often pestered Hongyi, and her grandfather kept asking questions and frolicking non-stop. But now, since the ring match, in addition to practicing martial arts and swords in the daily garden, Yuan Ying has lived in a simple house, and has never even appeared in front of people, let alone in front of Hongyi.

Even her favorite brother Fengchen's Mirror Moon Pavilion has not been there for a long time now. It's not that she doesn't love the intimate relationship between brother and sister, it's just that she doesn't know how to face it. In addition, Fengchen is running around the Xuan Realm all day long, and it is difficult for people to see even a shadow.

However, even when she is alone, Yuanying is no longer as keen on grooming and dressing up every day, admiring herself in the mirror, or gossiping with the maids and gossiping about gossip from all directions, to pass the time of boredom. In the past, Yuan Ying, who had no heart and lungs and only knew how to chase pleasing and fashionable fun, disappeared without a trace.

At first, in order to make the young lady happy, the maids often searched their stomachs and had nothing to say in front of Yuanying, flattering and pandering to her. But later, in front of the cold and lonely Yuan Ying, they became more and more unsure of what to say and do, and everything seemed to be unable to attract her attention and interest. Later, apart from the daily conversations that were essential in life, the young lady was not even happy that they were muttering in front of her, and their young lady had no more common language with them. Not to mention, the young lady is not only too lazy to dress up, but also thinner and thinner.

The maids were so anxious that they secretly shed tears in private, and looked at each other one by one.

"What should I do, Miss is eating less and less, it can't be some kind of illness, right?"

"Yes, if Miss doesn't speak like this, and doesn't tell us what is on her mind, she must be holding back her illness!"

"Yes, what should I do? Young Master Fengchen doesn't know where to go, who should I talk to?"

"It's so late today, Miss is still practicing swords in the garden, don't get tired!"

The maids were chattering non-stop, when suddenly someone outside the door came to say, "Please go to the main hall quickly, the lord of the mansion is waiting there!"

"Quick, go and inform the young lady!" said an older maid who hurriedly turned to the other young maid beside her. "All right, here we go!" said the little maid, and ran out hurriedly.

In the depths of the garden, in the twilight, Yuan Ying danced to figure out the shadow, and the flying sword asked the sky. Only at such a moment did her heart surge again, and she was no longer like a dead heart. The Qinglian Sword, sometimes flying in the air, the sword shadow is like light, sometimes the rapids are falling, and the sword rain is like weaving. At such a moment, Yuanying no longer feels lonely and lonely, and she will keep asking and waiting in her heart.

"Miss, Miss!" The voice came from afar, and the little maid ran to her panting, "Miss, the lord of the mansion is waiting for you in the main hall of the mansion, I want you to go over immediately!"

"Got it, you go back, I'll go over. ”

After Yuan Ying finished speaking, she hurriedly put away the Qinglian Sword and walked quickly to the main hall of the mansion. It's been a long time since she's been heard by her grandfather, so what's going on, whatever? Everything doesn't matter in Yuan Ying's eyes anymore, and nothing will move her anymore.

When Yuan Ying walked into the main hall, the first thing that surprised her the most was that it was Feng Chen who walked towards her, when did her brother come back, although she was also surprised and curious, but she remained silent.

"Ying'er, how are you doing lately, why are you so thin, are you losing weight? You are already very thin, don't blindly imitate others. Feng Chen looked at Yuan Ying, who walked in and had lost a lot of weight, and said.

"No, brother, when are you coming home?" Yuan Ying didn't shout and pounce on him with joy and joy as she was used to before, staring at him intently, asking questions, but just such a calm question.

In fact, the moment Yuan Ying walked into the door, Feng Chen simply couldn't recognize her, was this still his well-behaved and naughty, carefree, cute and amiable little sister? When did it become so cold as ice. Alas, I've been running around outside lately, and I care too little about my sister.

"I just came back and my grandfather was waiting for us. Fengchen took Yuan Ying's hand and came to Hongyi.

"Hello grandpa!" Yuan Ying bowed, and Hong Yi motioned for them to sit down.

After Yuan Ying sat down, she glanced around, and the room was actually full of guests, and her uncle Ye Xin, Man Shu and Yuan Xin were also present. Something really big happened, but it didn't seem to be, and it seemed that everyone already knew what was going on, so whatever it was, just watch it indifferently.

Hongyi shook the piece of paper in his hand and said to everyone: "This is an express message from the messenger of Fengyun Pavilion, Yiguo Divine Mansion is going to hold a public and grand wedding, hosted by Fengyun Pavilion, and invite our Xuanwu Ling Mansion to send someone over to participate, what do you think of this matter?"

One of the principals immediately stood up and replied, "I've never heard of Fengyun Pavilion hosting a wedding before, and I've never heard of a 'public grand' wedding, but this matter has now spread throughout the Xuan Realm, and almost everyone knows about it. ”

Yuan Ying listened inexplicably, only a few words, not confused, "Fengyun Pavilion", "Shenfu", "wedding", as for the "public grandeur", she didn't know what the word was, what kind of wedding in the Divine Mansion, she actually invited Xuanwuling Mansion to send someone to participate, this is not a joke, right?

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