The wedding is approaching, Xiaoyu stayed in the Forgotten Dust Pavilion, at the mercy of the maids, headdresses, hairpins, rouge powder buttons, filled the entire dormitory, Ling Lang was full of eyes, the maids one by one, one by one knocked down Xiaoyu in front of her, let her choose, smelled the rouge smell all day, and her nose was almost paralyzed.

Xiaoyu could only sit obediently in front of the dresser, her hair was scattered, and as the maids tried on hairpins one by one, headdresses such as step shaking, her neck was stiff and painful, and she rubbed her neck from time to time.

"Young lady, the note from the young master to you." A maid held a small piece of paper and handed it to Xiaoyu, carrying a delicate small basket in her hand, looking at this ugly young lady with envy.

Xiaoyu took it and opened it: "Yu'er, it's cumbersome before marriage, hold on, and as soon as tomorrow passes, you will release it to your heart's content, where do you want to go, where will your husband accompany you, and buy you some duck necks that you like to eat." ”

Xiaoyu put away the note, raised her eyes and looked at the small basket that the maid was carrying, the maid cleverly put the laughing basket on the dresser, and said sweetly: "The slave and maid are leaving." ”

Everyone left one after another, Xiaoyu lifted the duck's neck, her heart was warm, after all, there was so much reliance so that she would not be empty, just an old mother had already taught her the rules, tonight is the last meal, tomorrow's wedding for the celestial courtesy, she can only pick up vegetables for the elders, can not eat, until the new housekeeper lifts the hijab to eat, presumably tomorrow night.

Xiaoyu greedily gnawed on the duck's neck, rolled up her sleeves, and shook her scattered hair from time to time, for fear of affecting her appetite.

Eating and eating, I always felt that something was missing, tiptoed to the kitchen, hid two pots of wine in my arms, carried the stolen wine, sat in front of the tea table, and swept the rouge jade hosta full of tea tables with my elbows, and fell to the ground, and moved the duck's neck from the dresser steadily.

A sip of wine, a mouthful of duck neck, eating is very happy, after three rounds of wine, a little drunk, two pots of wine unconsciously stomached, in front of only a mess of residue, confused to pick up the wine pot to put the last drop of empty glass, a few times hard, and finally indignantly throw the wine bottle aside, drink the last drop of wine.

I can't get enough of smashing it, smashing it, it's really uncomfortable, I have to steal it, the old mother said, handing over a glass of wine is when a woman drinks, and she can't get drunk for the rest of her life, this is the basic principle of a good wife, looking back at the gloom through the Shaman curtains, it's getting late, and the girls really didn't send food.

Looking back, his eyesight was a little out of rhythm, blurred, a black shadow appeared in front of him at some point, the person's face was cold, his eyebrows flew obliquely into his temples, his eyes were like eagle hooks, his blue eyes seemed to be an eternal Xuanbing, he was carrying a wine jug in one hand, and in the other hand, holding a jade cup, looking down at himself.

"I'm dreaming again." Xiaoyu rubbed her temples helplessly.

With the sound of running water, the empty glass in front of Xiao Yu was full of wine.

"Do you love him?" The voice was calm, and the candle flame that jumped in Xiao Yu's blurred gaze swayed even more.

"I don't know." Xiao Yu pinched the wine glass and drank it, trying to pinch a piece of duck neck to drink, rummaging around the table, and finally found a duck neck from a pile of broken bones, and put it in her mouth.

There was a gentle rubbing of clothes, and Xiao Yu's mouth with a duck's neck suddenly felt a cold cover.

This feels so familiar, but it is so real, the smell of Xiaoyu and the duck's neck and the feeling of the cold spring lips, I can't tell whether it is a dream or reality.

"Tell me, what the hell are you thinking?"

King Bian Cheng loosened his lips, pinched Xiaoyu's weak shoulders with both hands, and leaned over to look into her eyes.

Xiao Yu chewed the neck of the duck that had not been swallowed in her mouth a few more times, and looked at him with drunken eyes, he was very close, very close, close enough to feel the heat spilled from his snort, close enough that she could hear his heartbeat, but so close that she couldn't see the other party's face clearly.

"Miss you." Xiao Yu grinned, her eyes narrowed into a slit, this dream was too real, too intoxicating, she didn't want to wake up, tears reflected in the goose yellow candle flame hanging in the corner of her eyes, flashing like a diamond, she was still smiling.

became Wang stunned, frowned instantly, his eyes flashed, and he wrapped Xiaoyu's weak body, this body, thin like an underage little girl, could crush her with a little force.

Xiaoyu has no resistance, is the dream really so real? His embrace made her so reassured, his body temperature wrapped her like a greenhouse, and the corners of his eyes were shining, dripping into the ear porch in an instant.

"I can promise you a lifetime." The voice was light, and he seemed to have thought for a long, long time, how long was his life? If she only needs a hundred years, he will only live a hundred years.

Suddenly, there was a sound of glass breaking outside the door, which woke up the two, Xiaoyu shook his head, instantly sobered up a little, looked up at King Bian Cheng, pushed him away, and ran towards the outside of the dormitory, behind the barrier, the copper basin handkerchief fell to the ground, a basin of warm water was splashed on the ground, and it was still steaming, Xiaoyu raised her eyes, only to see the panicked back of Xiaoli girl.

Xiao Yu's mind suddenly turned over like a river and a sea, and she withdrew her steps and looked at King Bian Cheng and said, "When did you come?" What did we do? ”

King Bian Cheng looked at Xiaoyu's angry face strangely and was silent.

"You know what? Luo Qingfu is a relative of the emperor, and at this moment, all the civil and military officials of the Celestial Empire have arrived in Qingshui Town, how should I face it tomorrow? After Xiaoyu finished speaking, he was weak, squatting on the ground softly, covering his face, Luo Qingyi, he is very good, he is a good person, he knows in his heart that this man will give him an ordinary woman's home, will hurt her, spoil her, but all this seems to have become a kind of injury.

"You said you missed me." King Bian Cheng looked at Xiaoyu's trembling shoulders and curled up in the corner of the barrier, quite distressed.

Xiao Yu suddenly raised her head and looked at him angrily, she thought it was just a dream, she had drunk too much, but this was not a dream, if it wasn't for Luo Qingyi, she really wanted to never wake up, but right now, how should she face Luo Qing.

"That's drunken talk, why do you always appear in my sight, did you not believe in the covenant of retreat at that time?" Xiaoyu was indignant.

"This king understands." The words fell, leaving no trace.

Xiaoyu looked at the empty dormitory, the feeling of distress was like a heartbeat, one deep and one shallow, one light and one heavy, it hurt for a long time, but I got used to it, if it didn't hurt, maybe I would forget it after a long time.

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The palace of the underworld is the palace of the capital, covering an area of more than 300 yinli, at the end of the high steps is a pair of ivory jade carved into the siege city, each ivory pillar is carved with unicorn beasts, the fish is poor, the tengu fat remains, all are ancient beasts, the body of the fish has wings, the form is like a fish, all are lifelike, the ivory city is a vast platform, there are ghosts standing on both sides of the steps.

At the end of the stairs is a majestic palace, a solemn palace rises like a soft light like black jade, dependent on each other, high and low staggered, row upon row, looking at the eaves from afar, shoulder to shoulder, like the eagle of the underworld Pengfei, spread its wings and want to fight.

"King Bian Cheng, has the demon who killed dozens of people in Qingshui Town ever been caught?"