Chapter Twenty-Seven: When I Wake Up from a Drunken Dream, I Don't See the Bride
"Take me out of here......"
Xuanyue Xuanxi Xuanxiu raised his head, and saw that the girl on the bed was pale, and he didn't know if it was pain or anger, his finger joints were white, and he was clutching the quilt under him, "Master?" Seeing this situation, the three of them were very distressed, and they didn't dare to step forward to comfort her.
"Get me out of here...... I...... I can't stay here......"
"Master...... You...... You can't leave ...... now," the three of them kowtowed again, and persuaded: "Now the entire mansion is full of secret guards and guards under Long Moyun's cloth, and ...... Your internal strength and martial arts are blocked, and in this case, you can't escape......"
Ling Huxian seemed to have lost all her strength, leaning on the soft pillow behind her back, her eyes unfocused, and she was completely depressed.
"During this time, my subordinates will always stay near the mansion, looking for a suitable time for the master to leave, and please bear with the master for a while, don't be anxious." Xuan Yue was still the calmest of the three in the end, and she also understood why Ling Huxian was in a hurry to leave, and finally assured in a deep voice.
No matter how slow the night was, the sky was getting brighter, so that Hu Xian stayed awake all night, staring directly at the roof of the bed with a pair of distracted eyes. Even if it was unpleasant last night, Long Moyun still walked into her bedroom with this smile that never tires.
"Xian'er ......"
The person on the bed didn't move, and he thought that Ling Huxian hadn't woken up yet, so he lightly lifted the bed curtain, and saw at a glance that she looked like she had no soul.
Pathetic.
He reached out and put his hand around her shoulder, helped her to sit up, and carefully checked the temperature of his forehead, checked his pulse, and made sure that her fever had subsided before he could breathe a sigh of relief.
"What do you want to eat today? I went and told the kitchen to do it. He smiled like a big boy and seemed genuinely happy about her recovery. Ling Huxian slowly turned her head with melancholy eyes, looked at his extremely dazzling smile, and smiled bitterly: "I want to drink." "Xian'er, don't be willful, how can you still drink with your current body." Long Moyun didn't see her abnormality, but she was addicted to alcohol and wanted to be petty, so she reached over and scratched her nose. "Since Xian'er doesn't know what she wants to eat, then the husband will help you prepare it."
Ling Huxian watched with mixed feelings as he walked to the small hall and the maid in the room to order the food for breakfast, closed his eyes weakly, and buried himself in the futon again.
As for the memory, she didn't quite remember it yet, but this man, she didn't want to see it again at all.
Long Moyun faintly looked through the curtains, and saw that she was asleep again, and he did not doubt that he smiled dotingly, shook his head slightly, and strode out. "Lord, you have to think twice......" Dragontooth came to him with a sad face, "If you really do the wedding...... Inevitably, the adults in the city will notice it, and you won't be able to ...... it anymore" "It's just a matter of doing it in this courtyard, and it's enough to put on a play for her, and tell her that I love her and want to marry her." ”
Long Moyun looked back at Ling Huxian's bedroom, lowered his head and smiled expectantly like a child, the dragon teeth were really worried, they had always killed and decided the lord, but in the end it was still planted in the hands of that woman.
"But how...... Can you hide it from the adults in the city? He was worried, after all, Princess Long Xian, who Long Yi had always been complacent and thought he was in control, was actually an impostor, if he knew about it, I am afraid that they would be the master......
"Don't pay attention to him, just say that I want to marry a dusty woman, after all, he wishes I had no power and no power, and marry a lonely and unknown person."
Long Moyun sneered and turned his head to look at him: "It's you, the bride and groom's clothes are ready?" What about the arrangement of the wedding room? How much was prepared for the wedding reception? "Uh...... This, the subordinates will do it......" The dragon's teeth were really numb, and they hurriedly ran away.
When Ling Huxian had lunch, the bride's dress and flower crown were sent to her room, and she was so frightened that she dropped the porcelain soup spoon in her hand to the ground.
"Why, how did you react like this, is it a surprise or a shock?"
Long Moyun chuckled, looking at her sluggish face, he didn't dare to confirm whether she was a surprise or an accident for a while, got up and walked over, scattered the red wedding dress, and showed her the pattern on it. "Xian'er, is it good-looking?"
Ling Huxian hurriedly came back to her senses, withdrew her hand a little crampedly, lowered her head and didn't look at the wedding dress, Long Moyun only thought she was shy, put the skirt back on the tray, and sat beside her. "Dragon's Tooth did a good job this time, reward." The maid went down with the bride's dress, and in the entire small hall, only Ling Huxian and the others remained. "But it's still what you want? Do you think it looks good? Long Moyun took her hand, rubbed it gently, and asked carefully.
"Why all of a sudden...... All of a sudden, you want me to see it...... This ......" Ling Huxian wanted to withdraw her hand, but she was controlled by those two big hands, and the slight tremor made Long Moyun frown slightly, and he didn't take it to heart. "I still owe you a wedding, so naturally I want to pay you back, so that you can be my bride and husband's wife in the name of it."
When she landed, there seemed to be a string in her mind that broke violently, and the sound of "I still owe you a wedding" was too familiar and too familiar.
It's just the one who owes her, not him.
"No...... No......" she hastily withdrew her hand, clenching it together tremblingly, "No...... You can't ......" "What's wrong?" Long Moyun leaned over to look at her pale face in confusion: "Why is your face so bad?" But you're not feeling well? As he spoke, he reached over to probe the temperature of her forehead, but she brushed it away with one hand.
"No," Ling Huxian quickly searched for an excuse in her mind, her eyes flickering. "You and I are not recognized by many people...... If you really get married...... Aren't you going to be the target of the public......"
"Hahaha," Long Moyun originally suspected that she knew something, and when he heard this, he laughed out loud. "I didn't expect Xian'er to think about me, you know, I'm so happy, Xian'er, it's enough for you to have me in your heart, I don't care what the outside says, how you object, I just want you...... I just want you to be my wife. ”
He took the girl's hand again, and even brought the person over, and said very seriously.
"No...... I ......"
Not you...... It's not you at all...... The person who should be married to her, the person who has already married her, is not the person in front of him at all!
"Okay Xian'er, don't worry about it anymore, I'll arrange these things freely, you, just be your bride quietly and happily, and I will grow old with you, okay?" She raised her eyes, stared at those expectant eyes, and nodded her head in a ghostly manner.
She couldn't find the person in her dream who couldn't see his face clearly...... What to do......
"No, you can't let the wedding go ahead, you three have to think of a way...... How can I escape......" It was the first time for the three of Xuanyue to see Ling Huxian's helpless and frightened appearance, and they were worried for a while. "Master, the wedding day is set for two days later, and the guards in the palace will be somewhat negligent at that time, why don't we take advantage of that time?" Xuan Xi cautiously tentatively looked at the faces of the other three.
"Yes," Xuan Yue nodded unexpectedly: "It's just that the master is a bride, there will be a lot of people staring at you, how to steal you from the sky to change the pillar, it's also a problem...... "There is one more thing......" Xuan Xiu suddenly spoke, and looked at Ling Huxian who was at a loss on the bed with big eyes.
"Master, do you remember, your flute?"
Ling Huxian's face froze, and her eyes were flustered in an instant. "Dizi?" She tried to recall the appearance and things about this flute, and the more she thought about it, the more obvious the tingling in her heart became, but this pain made her more sure that this flute was also a part of her forgetting.
"Blood Jade Flute, Tianqi, my subordinates heard that this is a ...... given to you by a wandering musician you met when you were a child," Xuan Xiu cautiously reminded.
"Musician......" She breathed rapidly, closed her eyes, and her face was fierce with pain. I remember, I still remember...... "Snow Love Plum" and "Broken Soul", my master ......"
"Master......" Xuan Yue stretched out her hand to stop Xuan Xiu from continuing to probe and looked at Ling Huxian's state with concern: "Don't force the master anymore, that empathy Gu can't be removed, no matter how you remember it, it's painful for the master." ”
"I remember...... Do I have a husband who is good at playing the piano? Suddenly, the person on the bed asked such a question for no reason, and the hearts of the three people were aroused.
Two days have been said quickly, but not quickly, in the eyes of Ling Huxian, who is looking forward to escaping here day and night, it is like a year.
What's more, in the past two days, she has to constantly cater to the perfunctory Long Moyun, which makes her physically and mentally exhausted.
Fortunately, this nightmarish wedding banquet finally came.
When she got up early in the morning, she was pulled by the elated maids to change her clothes and put on makeup, and tried the three flower crowns one by one, in order to find the best one, so that Hu Xian let them fiddle with an indifferent face, staring at her haggard face in the bronze mirror, and she couldn't see a little bit of the elegance she once had.
She touched her face with her hand, and suddenly thought of another face that was nine points similar to her, with a beautiful mole, and was in a trance.
"Bride, what's wrong with you? If there is something wrong, you have to tell us, the young master ordered, everything is based on your body, if you are uncomfortable, you are allowed to rest in the room. The maid who was curling her hair beside her smiled and cared about it.
"Well, I'm fine," she pulled back a smile from her thoughts.
She didn't know when she would be able to leave, and she didn't know what the three of Xuanyue were preparing, so she could only wait helplessly.
"How long has it been out there?" She heard the loud sound of firecrackers outside, and looked out of the window curiously, only to see red stickers and curtains hanging everywhere outside, and even the green bamboos in the yard were tied with fiery red silk one by one, which was festive.
"This firecracker, I'm afraid that the young master is greeting the guests, the bride can be a little restless, don't worry." Several people laughed and teased her, and then leaned in to take a closer look at her makeup, and finally took the veil and slowly put it on her flower crown.
At the moment when she had just lost her sight, there were several sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground, and her heart shook, and she lifted her veil and looked, only to see that the four or five maids in the room were unconscious.