"What you don't want to do, this king wants you to do"

After saying that, his body was about to be pressed down, and then he threw the quilt covering her from the bed.

A gust of wind blew from the window. Gu Qing, who was thrown into the quilt, felt cold.

Subconsciously wanted to curl up his legs to replenish warmth, but was pulled back by Rong Yuan.

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing his expression and movements, Gu Qingran had already guessed it in his heart, and couldn't help but feel the fear in his heart and dissatisfaction all over his body.

"You should know."

"No, please don't." Gu Qingran subconsciously protected his chest, his face full of anger.

"The dignified and suave Seventh Prince, now he wants to use coercive means to achieve what he wants."

"Aren't you afraid that others will laugh at it if you spread it?"

"This king has never been afraid of being laughed at, and they don't dare to say it, if it spreads, you should be the one who will be hurt the most."

Rong Yuan's hand touched her face.

Gu Qingran realized that every word she said caused him to go further, and she knew that she wouldn't say a word in this way.

"Besides, what do you have to worry about, it's not like we've never been so close, or do you want us to reminisce about it sooner."

Rong Yuan's hand was about to move down from his face.

Gu Qingran couldn't help but stiffen, and rushed to the door and shouted.

"Sixth Prince, why are you here?"

Rong Yuan was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the door.

There was no one at the door, not even a cat in the house except for the two of them.

Just as Rong Yuan looked up at the door and relaxed, Gu Qingran pushed him up hard, then left a gap slightly, and then tried to jump out of bed by himself.

He reached out to grab himself, grabbed his outstretched hand and bit him the arm.

Rong Yuan screamed in pain.

I didn't let go of his hand until I felt the warm flow in my mouth and sure that it was bleeding from his bite.

Then she quickly ran to the farthest corner of the house and looked at him viciously.

Although her strength is not as great as his, and her cultivation cannot be compared with him, she will never give up when it is time to resist, and she will do her best to escape from here.

She wanted to climb out of the window. As soon as she climbed up to the window, she felt a tremendous force that sucked her back into bed again.

The force was too great and too fast, and his unprepared body fell heavily on the bed.

She looked at him with a slightly red eye and a fierce expression.

Like a lion who is ready to eat people at any moment.

She felt even more frightened in her heart, and wanted to flee from here.

But the stone bed was too hard, and my back was thrown too hard to get up.

He felt as if the blood from his back was flowing backwards.

When he was about to get out of bed in great pain, he also grabbed his arm.

Covered in that shadow again, he was like a prey being targeted by a mad hunter. It seems that no matter how much you beg yourself, you can't escape.

This kind of shadow under the darkness that is covered and controlled, she really doesn't want to feel it again, it reminds her of the feeling when she was fighting as an anti-narcotics cop and a big drug lord

The ghostly voice came from above his head again.

"The things that this king decides have never given up, and there will be nothing that cannot be done."

"Boom" this time she slammed into the wall.

The hard, protruding sharp corners of the stone stung his arm. Because of the pain, the face is twisted together.

She just wanted to run away from here now, away from here.

Stay away from this demon in front of you.

He approached him step by step, and after countless falls, the pain in his body had left him with no strength.

The more he retreats, the more he advances. I was forced into a corner, and there was no way back.

He was getting closer to himself, and the hope in his heart was getting smaller and smaller. It's like a candle in the wind.

Can't she escape today? Is it really going to let him succeed? So what to do yourself?

Maybe this is just a resentment in his heart because he is in a bad mood. It's nothing to him. And as a woman, she has to lose herself.

Even though this body is not really him.

"Lord Wang."

At the last and most critical moment, a voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"What's wrong?"

Rong Yuan's voice was full of dissatisfaction and impatience to be disturbed.

He didn't expect someone to bother him at this time.

The moon slave outside the door, listening to the impatience of the voice inside the door.

Frightened head sweating.

Even the voice of the speaker was trembling.

"The prince is, it's Princess Meibao who is here, and now she is throwing things in the Linhua Palace."

"If the prince doesn't go to see it again, I'm afraid that he will make trouble with the fox queen later."

"Mei Bao, why is he here?"

"I don't know about this minion."

Rong Yuan thought for a moment and reached out to pinch Gu Qingyue's face. His eyes looked directly into her eyes, and he said without warmth.

"Good luck for you."

After saying that, he disappeared into the room in a flash of inspiration.

After he left, Gu Qingran's body seemed to have been drained of all his strength and fell to the ground. Gasping for air.

I remembered the flashes of myself and him just now.

If it weren't for the timely interruption of the moon slave, he would be today. I'm afraid I'll explain it here.

I was angry and aggrieved in my heart. Tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes.

When he is happy, he makes himself feel better, and when he is unhappy, he makes himself sad and bullies himself.

For him, she is nothing, just a toy of his own, a toy that comes and goes at a moment's notice.

But why? She wants to be like this, she wants to be someone else's toy.

If she was here, she would have to live like this all along. So what's the point of trying her best to detoxify today?

As a mortal, he is a royal killer and can protect himself, but this is not a mortal world, they all have cultivation, and he can't even beat the red clothes here, how can he beat Rong Yuan.

Since Rong Yuan left, he has been worried, for fear that he will come back halfway.

Until the next morning.

When the sky was still gray.

The little girl came in and shouted to herself.

I didn't sleep that night.

The people who were waiting in the Wenqing Palace, everyone up and down were busy, and they all flew like arrows.

The windows are plastered with happy words, and the eaves outside the palace are full of red lanterns.

Even the other colors of the hanging tent in the palace have been replaced with bright red.

If you look closely, it is peaceful and joyful.

"Girl, you are a newcomer today, you have to laugh. It's unlucky for you to look like you're about to cry. ”

I know that today is a great day to get married.

But who wants to laugh on such a festive day.

It's just that now when she thinks about what happened last night, she feels like she's stuck in a thousand feet of ice, and she can't laugh at all.

"Girl, your face is so pale, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Oh, maybe I was too nervous, so I didn't fall asleep."

A few little girls who were waiting for their makeup and dressing up next to them were all smiling at each other. teased her by the way.

"Yes, if it were us, we wouldn't be able to sleep, because it's a thing that wakes up laughing when we fall asleep. But the girl didn't fall asleep last night, and she won't be able to sleep tonight. ”

After saying that, they blushed one by one.

Listening to the words of the little girls, I was stunned. Tonight, I should be able to sleep.

Mo Yanchuan didn't know if he would come to see her at night?

I guess it's because I want to make an example for other people.

Because from the very beginning he told himself that they were just formalities and nothing more.

I was in the hands of the little girls, I was getting my hair for a while, I had to change my clothes for a while, I couldn't stop all kinds of busyness, and I was about to fall asleep. They've finally got it all right.

Before he was helped into the wedding car by Xi Po. Xi Po handed her a white furry rolled up curly painting.

Then whispered softly in his own ear.

"Girl, this is useful for the evening, take a look at it when you have time."

As if he had thought of something, his face was still slightly hot. I saw that the other little girls were all smiling and looking at each other, and then looked at her.

That smile was meaningful, as if to say, don't be embarrassed.

Is this the rule here? Both the mortal world and the fox clan have this kind of rule, and the bride is given this kind of picture scroll before she gets married.

Staring at the scroll in his hand. Although I was embarrassed, I couldn't throw it away.

But in fact, I still want to see what is inside?

The red hijab that was sent yesterday was covered before he got into the car, and his eyes suddenly turned red and black.

Sitting on the wedding car, I felt that the speed of the wedding car was not fast or slow, and the car was accompanied by the gift of sending off relatives.

She had also walked before, and it was not far from the palace where she lived to the Yunxiao Hall where Mo Yanchuan lived.

After a while, the car stopped.

The curtain in front of the car was opened.

It's a pair of slender and beautiful hands, but the skeleton is not the usual woman's. The wrists were as red and gold as himself.

It's him!

I felt my heart pounding in my chest.

I saw that his wrists, body and face were all in front of him.

"Be careful, this car is relatively high, pay attention when you go down the steps."

He slowly walked down the car wash, holding his palms with both hands.

His hands are not as cold today as they are on weekdays. There was a slight temperature.

In this comparison, I don't know why my hands are a little cold.

My wedding dress is obviously several layers inside and out, so it shouldn't be too cold.

But there is no temperature in the whole body.

This made me feel that I didn't feel anything, and I always felt as panicked as last night.

I think today's marriage ceremony will not be so simple.

Thinking of Rong Yuan last night and Yao Ji who poisoned herself. Are they just going to let go and let themselves and Mo Yanchuan get married smoothly?

After getting out of the car, Mo Yanchuan let go of the hand holding her and stood in front. Heba came to her and took her arm. He led the way because he was covered with a hijab and couldn't see the road clearly.

A gust of wind blew and lifted her red hijab slightly. Taking advantage of this gap, he took a slight look at the Cloud Palace.

Today's Cloud Hall is also decorated with a flourishing faction.

The entrance of the hall is plastered with red happy words everywhere.

There are red lanterns hanging on it.

The overall outfit.

It's not much different from the palace where you live.

She walked forward step by step under the leadership of Xi Po, sometimes walking, sometimes stopping. Through the gap in the red hijab, I also saw that I was walking slightly ahead of myself. Mo Yanchuan is also at the same pace as himself, walking and stopping for a while.

When they were almost gone, they finally came to a foothold.

Then she let go of her arm and stood aside.

Began to shout loudly at the entire palace.

"Two newlyweds start their marriage ceremony"

"Worship heaven and earth" "worship"

"Two Worship High Hall" "Worship"

Taking advantage of the gap between standing up, he glanced upward. Only the fox queen sat on the seat.

The seat of the fox king next to him was empty. said that Mo Yanchuan was the favorite son of the fox king, but Mo Yanchuan's marriage ceremony fox king didn't come?

Just as he was about to look down, he saw a familiar person.

Although I can see it quickly, I can know it very clearly. Standing next to the fox queen was Yongrongyuan.

The moment I saw him, the memories of last night flashed again.

His unscrupulousness, his arbitrariness, his back that is still hurting.

He went crazy, and he was still terrified.

I just hate myself for not being able to kill him!

He can tease or bully himself for nothing.

But there were times when he went too far.

"Husband and wife worship" "Worship"

The last one shouted louder than the first two.

It's so big that it pulls back the self that was immersed in fear.

If the two of them were not married because of form, husband and wife worshipped each other, what a beautiful word and how meaningful.

But at this moment, she is very clear about her relationship with Mo Yanchuan.

They are husband and wife, but they are not husband and wife.

"Sent to the Cave Room"

Although they had finished the marriage ceremony and covered all their eyes with red hijabs, they could always feel a pair of eyes staring fiercely at their bodies.

However, there were no accidents in the process.

Her restless heart lightened a little.

Maybe she thinks about Rong Yuan and Yao Ji. It's just her mess.

In this kind of occasion with many sights, they still keep their rules.

Even if you want to do something, just wait for later.

He was helped into their new house by Xi Po.

Sit on the edge of the bed by yourself.

Xi Po handed the wooden bamboo stick to Mo Yanchuan's hand. Said with a smile.

"Now you take this bamboo stick off the bride's hijab, and then drink a glass of wedding wine, this etiquette is complete."

In fact, when he promised to hold a mortal marriage ceremony, he understood these general etiquette accordingly. When I heard what Xi Po said, I already understood it in my heart.

Mo Yanchuan looked at the bamboo stick in his hand, thinking that he would lift her hijab later, and he was inexplicably happy in his heart.

Today, she is her own bride, and they all say that bridal makeup is the most beautiful, and I am a little curious about how beautiful she is today.

He walked to the bedside with a bamboo stick.

The woman next to the bed was all red. Red hijab, red coat and red shoes. The cut of the wedding dress fits perfectly on her body, showing the grace of her figure.

Only a pair of snow-white hands were exposed all over his body, neatly placed on his knees, and his fingers were slightly trembling. Looks a little nervous.

Mo Yanchuan reached out and gently picked up the bamboo stick from the bottom edge of the hijab.

She showed her beautiful face under the hijab.

The face and neck look delicate against the red wedding dress.

Today's makeup is not as plain as usual. Delicate lips, high nose, dark eyes. She was dressed up in a bright way, and she had a unique style.