The treasure hall is deserted, there is no high hall, no master of ceremonies, no guests.

Two red wedding candles were placed in front of the incense table, which were found from the meditation room, and they were the props left over from the last marriage of the mountain god.

On a plate of snow-white glutinous rice cakes, a little red is dyed with rouge, which is considered a wedding cake used when getting married.

The mountains were filled with raging fires.

The temple gradually fell into the cage of a sea of fire.

In the hall, the two worshipped silently.

It was obviously a very simple wedding, and they knew that after the wedding, they would be dying, but they were still happy, as if they had received a great gift.

Xiao Qingyang raised his head, his eyes full of admiration: "Believer Qingyang, swear in front of the Buddha that she is willing to be the wife of the elder brother of the Nan family in this life." For a lifetime, never give up. ”

Nan Chengyi stared at her eyebrows: "Disciple Xuandu, who has no chance to Buddhism, is willing to give up his precepts and return to the world and marry Qingyang as his wife." Eternal life and eternity, protect her well. ”

He raised his hand and stroked the girl's delicate face.

She had carefully groomed and dressed up.

The appearance is even more stunning than when you travel to study, like a brilliant sun.

The fingertips gently outlined her eyebrows, and finally paused on her soft lips.

He had been thinking about it for a long time......

Red silk commission.

The two hugged each other in the treasure hall and kissed each other affectionately.

The flames were like a swimming dragon, gradually engulfing this majestic and dignified treasure hall.

……

Yamashita.

Wei Shaoqian stared at the bluestone steps.

Flames had surrounded the temple, but the gate had never opened.

The woman didn't come out......

She was willing to die!

He turned over and dismounted, and rushed up the hill without hesitation.

Several attendants stopped him: "Young master, you can't help it!" ”

"The fire is so big, you will be sent to death when you enter the mountain, young master!"

Wei Shaoqian's eyes were cracked, his eyes were red, and he yelled like crazy: "Xiao Qingyang, what kind of ability do you have to escape marriage, what kind of ability do you have to hide in the mountains!" You've got a kind of you're out! ”

He broke free of his retinue and ran up the steps like crazy.

"Xiao Qingyang! Didn't I just sleep with you as a palace maid, didn't I just scare you with nightmares, and you treated me like this?! What's so good about Nan Chengyi, what's so good about him?! ”

The man ran too quickly.

The steps were covered with slippery moss, and he rolled down dozens of steps in embarrassment, breaking his forehead.

The cruel aristocratic Lang Jun of the Yin Owl completely collapsed at this moment.

He clenched his fist and slammed the ground hard, tears welled up uncontrollably, and his voice gradually turned into a pleading: "Xiao Qingyang, you come out, you...... I'm still waiting to visit you...... I've had so many guests, and I've got you a boudoir......"

Nan Baoyi rode his horse.

The steed stopped at the foot of the mountain, and she stared blankly at the flames of the mountain.

Wei Shaoqian's words were listened to by her word for word.

This Wei family Langjun, in order to force the emperor to come out, actually set fire to the mountain!

She turned over and dismounted, and tried to rush into the temple along the steps, but the fire was so great that it gradually burned the entire mountain road, and she could not enter the mountain at all.

She retreated, choking on the smoke and dust, coughing violently, her eyes smoky with tears, and she could barely open them.

She held on to the saddle and gasped with difficulty, before angrily grabbing Wei Shaoqian's collar: "Are you crazy?!" It's to arrest people, and it's not like you messing around! ”

Wei Shaoqian pushed her away.

He sat down on the ground and muttered, "She's dead...... She hates me so much......"

Nan Baoyi was so angry that her heart hurt.

She turned to the Wei family's army: "What are you still doing here, go find water to put out the fire!" ”

Everyone looked at each other and looked at Wei Shaoqian. Standby station

Wei Shaoqian just muttered, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Nan Baoyi gritted his teeth and took out the Si Li token: "Arson to the mountain is a big crime. Are you going to watch your master be sentenced?! ”

The army does not know what to do.

Seeing that their master had no fighting spirit, and was afraid of Nan Baoyi's identity, they thought about it again and again, so they had to go to find water to put out the fire.

There was chaos in all directions.

A pagoda collapsed in the mountains.

The ashes burning all over the field were blown by the cold wind, like a fiery red phoenix butterfly with folded wings, fluttering and falling in the palm of Nan Baoyi's palm.

She closed her palms and slowly closed her eyes.

She knew what the chances of Di Ji and the fifth brother would be alive.

……

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Mingyue Tower.

The emperor of her girlhood, hunting in red, black pants and soap boots, combing neatly and in a high bun, gritted her teeth and climbed the carved staircase.

"Yesterday, I suppressed the bandits, and after the suppression, I didn't know where to go, so I was left alone to clean up the mess and go to the government to report! Nan Chengyi, if I find out that you secretly came here to spend all day drinking, you will wait for me! ”

She scolded angrily and kicked open the fan of the seat.

The strange men and women who were in love in the fan panicked and hurriedly hugged each other.

The girl was ashamed and angry, and looked for one elegant seat after another: "Nan Chengyi, you get out of here for your aunt!" ”

The old bustard was frightened, and hurriedly followed behind to persuade: "Girl, girl—"

"Get out of the way!"

Xiao Qingyang broke away from the bustard's hand and pushed open the largest seat.

The aroma of wine is pervasive.

Twelve musicians are holding pipas and various musical instruments, and are playing a song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix".

The dancing girl wearing a light gauze water-sleeved skirt, with a hibiscus flower face and gold whitewashed skin, is dancing in a whirlwind.

Eight landscapes sprinkled with gold screens are luxurious and elegant, and they are elegant.

The young ranger who was born rich and splendid was lying under the screen on Erlang's legs, pillowing his arms, holding a celadon wine cup in one hand, and his slightly drunk eyebrows and eyes were clear and chic.

He drank all the wine in the cup, and sang freely and leisurely: "You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns." You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing has sad white hair, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk——"

"Nan Chengyi!"

Xiao Qingyang was furious.

She rushed over and grabbed the young man by the collar: "I am busy before and after the saddle, but you come here to be chic and happy, you are worthy of me!" ”

The girl's aura is too strong.

The girls in the elegant seat only thought that the husband and wife quarreled, and the young bride chased after the flower building to beat and scold the husband who was not angry, so she was afraid of getting into trouble, so she didn't dare to stay longer, and hurriedly retreated.

Nan Chengyi was half drunk.

Smelling the familiar fragrance of wind and snow, he opened his drunken eyes and saw the red-clothed little emperor in a trance.

She was dreaming again.

The young man bent his lips, grabbed Xiao Qingyang's waist with his big palm, turned over and pressed her against the mat woven with green bamboo.

Fingertips rubbed the girl's white and cold face.

He ambiguously leaned into her ear: "Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon ......"

The boy drank apricot wine.

Between the lips and teeth, there is the unique sweetness and sourness of green apricots.

The strength of the wine when breathing was soft and mellow, and the heat between her noses diffused at the root of Xiao Qingyang's ears, making her blush quietly.

Obviously she didn't drink, but she was inexplicably drunk.

The thin white hands pushed against his chest, but they couldn't do it anyway......

Nan Chengyi lowered her eyelashes, and the dense kiss fell on the root of her ear and pink neck.

He gasped, as he had done so many times in his dreams, and expertly unbuttoned the girl's dress.