Wearing a festive red dress, it doesn't look like a man or a woman, and the person wearing this dress can definitely be called a national beauty.

Dressed like this, as long as a clear-eyed person can see everywhere, this is about to get married.

"The speed of time in the two worlds is different, and it is indeed time to get married."

Mo Ninglong stroked his chin, looked at the beauty who looked like his sister in the light curtain, and thought silently.

That's when it happened.

Qu Yanzhi suddenly glared!

Mo Ninglong, who looked at it with fierce eyes, shuddered.

Qu Yan pointed directly at Mo Ninglong in the light curtain, and asked angrily: "As the main master, don't you explain something?"

"What can I explain?"

Mo Ninglong hurriedly put on an innocent look: "I can't contact him at all now, how can I explain his affairs?"

"Of course, if you want to know the cause and effect, I can play it back."

Seeing Qu Yanzhi, who was about to beat him, Mo Ninglong coaxed a childlike smile and poured back the scene in the light curtain.

"These are all recorded in my memory, and now I was born in that world." Mo Ninglong looked at a man and a woman on the screen and explained, "These are my parents in that world."

"From baby form?" Qu Yan pointed at the light curtain and asked puzzledly.

"That's right, not only that, but all memories before this have been sealed." Mo Ninglong spread out his hands: "So what can I do, I'm also desperate?"

"Forget it, I'll watch it first, and I'll settle accounts with you when you come back."

Qu Yan pursed his lips and continued to watch the light curtain angrily.

Mo Ninglong scratched his head and shrugged his shoulders.

I always feel that this is strange.

……

A world of trials.

The time was three days before Mo Ninglong's wedding.

After dinner, Mo Ninglong stood quietly on the eaves alone, still dressed in a black and gold robe, still so heroic.

"Do you know that there are only three days left?"

Mo Ninglong looked at his palm, and the cold wind under the night continued to sting his skin like an embroidery needle.

This slight pain is like an abyss compared to a headache in the heart.

As for why it hurts.

Mo Ninglong looked in the direction of Mu Mansion in the distance.

A few days ago, he kept his promise to meet Mu Yunling and told him that he had found the news of Yue Yang.

After knowing that Yue Yang was doing well, Mu Yunling smiled very happily.

That smile, Mo Ninglong only glanced at it, but it was deeply imprinted in his mind and could no longer linger.

But later, Mo Ninglong told her the news that Yue Yang already had a wife.

The moment the smile disappears.

Mo Ninglong's heart felt an unbearable tingling.

And this stinging pain was even more intense when Mu Yunling said that she didn't mind being a concubine.

At that moment, Mo Ninglong knew that he was probably in love with this girl.

If it's love!

Then chase it by any means!

But Mo Ninglong was still ruthless, so he had to take Mu Yunling to Yueyang's mansion.

Yue Yang has changed.

Become snobbish, become slippery.

He even wanted to curry favor with the Mo family through Mu Yunling, so that his official position in this wind-perfect city would be more stable.

This appearance is no longer the stubborn and dull scholar in Mu Yunling's heart.

That day.

Mu Yunling lowered her head like a dead heart, and said in a voice hoarse from crying: "Send me back."

It was also on that day that Mu Yunling refused to see Mo Ninglong again.

Days passed

No matter what, he has to take a look at what happened to Mu Yunling.

Even if it's strong!

Thinking of this, Mo Ninglong flew up, and under the cover of night, he quickly left the Mo Mansion.

The wind whistles in my ears.

Even with the internal qi to protect his body, Mo Ninglong also felt a biting coldness.

With a tingling pain in his lungs, he coughed violently.

Bright red blood, fluttering in the cold wind, gradually became cold.

In the past, it took ten minutes to travel lightly, but this time Mo Ninglong shortened it to two minutes.

Standing on tiptoe, his body landed lightly on the roof of Mu Yunling's boudoir.

Mo Ninglong took out a handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

In the past few days, his wind chill has not only not healed, but even has signs of aggravation, plus the cold wind just now has entered his lungs.

It's like a bomb exploding in the chest.

He stood in front of the door with a hesitant face.

Mo Ninglong stretched out his finger and gently clasped Mu Meng: "Yun Ling, are you there?"

There was no response for a long time.

Mo Ninglong patiently called out again: "Yun Ling, I know you haven't slept yet."

The sound of rapid and chaotic breathing in the room could not escape the capture of his ears.

This time.

The door was opened.

What came out was Mu Yunling, who was dressed in a wedding dress, and Xiao Li, who was accompanying him.

"You're still here, but it's just right to come." Mu Yunling opened her mind and slowly turned around, showing the clothes on her body.

His eyes returned to Mo Ninglong's body again, Mu Yunling didn't look at him, and asked with a smile: "This is my wedding dress, try the size today, what do you think?"

Mo Ninglong silently stared at the other party's smile, staring at the other party's eyes like well water.

He didn't like this smile.

"If you don't answer, are you surprised by my beauty?" Mu Yunling seemed to be happier.

Mo Ninglong didn't answer, but sang softly:

"Just like yesterday's candle flame accompanied by a flat boat, how can there be a Tang people who don't know how to be intoxicated."

"I am alone in the boat, you are slender and there is a vagueness on the shore, who will accompany you when you step thousands of miles."

"How can you be happy if you wear the wrong dowry, and it's not beautiful to put on another layer of rouge."

"A firecracker that abruptly stopped in front of the court, and I wanted to invalidate your heart with Huafa"

The smile on Mu Yunling's face gradually disappeared, and tears kept rolling in her eyes.

Mo Ninglong stretched out his hand and wiped away the tears of the other party: "Obviously, it's only been a few days, and my face has lost weight."

"I'm going to get married in three days, so I should be happy." Mu Yunling broke free of Mo Ninglong's hand and wiped away her tears.

Seeing the person he likes become like this, Mo Ninglong is very distressed.

He took Mu Yunling in his arms and said softly: "Sometimes it's better to cry."

Pushing Mo Ninglong away, Mu Yunling shook her head: "I won't be crying, not in the future, no one will care about my tears in three days."

The girl who marries out, spills the water.

At that time, even her parents could not see her crying.

"Who said no one cares, I care!" Mo Ninglong pinched Mu Yunling's cheek and smiled: "However, I don't like you to cry, the promise you and I made a few days ago is still valid, I can take you away, and guarantee that you and your parents are safe for the rest of your life."

"No, no."

Mu Yunling shook her head gratefully: "My departure from the Mo family will not cause trouble, and my parents will also be worried."

"Speaking of which, I was so naïve at the time."

"Maybe it's not bad to marry the son of the Mo family." Mu Yunling closed her eyes and sighed faintly.

Which girl hasn't thought about how chic her father-in-law is, and whoever marries a waste person can't be happy.