Fo Leng knows best how to prick her heart, even though she refuses to admit it, but she can't hide her heart, and clearly feels that he is deliberate.

However, she has no other way, she has come to this point, and Fo Leng's willingness to marry her has already made the biggest compromise. She can't move.

I can't let it out even if I have a temper.

In the main hall, the guests are full, smiling and smiling, and the next person keeps reciting the list of congratulatory gifts sent by the guests, which is a happy picture, and when he sees the monk walking alone, the main hall immediately fell into a strange silence.

All the ministers who came were ministers of the DPRK and China, and when they saw this scene, they all had different expressions, some dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and some people gloated.

Those who dare to be angry but dare not speak should belong to those who are in their hearts, the marriage between the regent and the great witch lord was given by the emperor, and now the regent humiliates the great witch lord like this, isn't he slapping the emperor in the face?

Those who gloated about the misfortune were probably friends with the regent palace, and they were even more unaccustomed to bewitching the emperor when they first arrived and obtained a high position.

The most embarrassing thing is that the bride has arrived, and the groom has not seen anyone at this time.

In the hall of human figures, there was silence.

The fingers that were clenched tightly in his sleeves were tightly clenched, and he gritted his teeth and asked Wei Yun in a low voice, "Where is Ah Leng?" ”

Wei Yun lowered his head: "My subordinates will go and invite." ”

He turned and went.

The red candles in the hall burned vigorously, and through the gold coins hanging beads on the forehead, he stared at the firelight, and felt that the fires were all burning in his heart.

It's not that she doesn't understand, Fo Leng did it on purpose, and it seems to be unknown to embarrass her on the wedding day, and even, whether he will come or not.

Staring at countless eyes of all kinds, she only felt that the edge was behind her, and asked Bai Meng beside her: "What about the emperor?" ”

As long as Xiao Lisheng arrives and he is there, no matter how much these people despise her, they dare not show the slightest emotion.

"The slave sent someone to take a look." Bai Meng quickly sent someone to check.

Seeing that the night has darkened, the palace is full of light, the fireworks in Chang'an City are roaring, and there are infinite celebrations everywhere, but the hall is still silent.

The impatient minister quietly withdrew from the hall, gathered in twos and threes in the courtyard, avoiding the gaze of the obsessive, and discussed in a low voice.

This is a good play, everyone treats this as a play, and they only stubbornly guard it, and act it really well.

The person sent to check Xiao Lisheng's news had already returned, and Bai Meng came to report with an ugly face: "Master, as soon as the emperor arrived at the Suzaku Gate, he was entangled by the envoys of the Southern Zhao, and he has already turned back to the palace at this time, and only sent someone to send a congratulatory gift." ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a report outside the hall: "The emperor sent a silver tree Luanhua, a pair of gold Ruyi, and ten boxes of gold and silver silk to congratulate the regent on his new marriage." ”

The heart of the stubborn Ming was cold all of a sudden, she didn't have to think too much, she could taste the clues in this matter, the appearance of the envoy of Nanzhao at this time was really too much of a coincidence.

In addition, after waiting for so long, she didn't see Buddha Leng coming, she became more and more composed, and her eyes skimmed, and the playful expressions of those courtiers became more obvious.

My heart is depressed, I have not been wronged in my life, and I have tasted it all over and over today.

"Help me to the Untitled Garden." She stretched out her hand and put it in Bai Meng's hand, and finally couldn't help but go to find someone in person.

With such a large regent mansion, she almost didn't have to ask to know where Fo Leng would be now, and it must be in the Untitled Garden.

The thought of this made her heart wrench.

As soon as she raised her feet and walked out of the main hall, she suddenly heard an abrupt chant coming from mid-air: "Great Witch Master, stay." ”

Dozens of people in the courtyard raised their heads to look at the roof of the hall.

It just so happened that the fireworks exploded in mid-air, colorful and bright in the air, and the person came in the air in this swaying fireworks.

Then he stopped on the roof, and everyone exclaimed in a low voice, the person who came from the sky was actually in a wheelchair, with a half-bronze mask on his face and a jaw exposed, looking at a handsome man.

The fact that my legs are sick in a wheelchair and that I can walk flat in mid-air is shocking enough.

Accompanied by the dazzling fireworks falling from the endless night behind him, the man was as calm as water, partial and mysterious.

No one knew who he was, and he had a bad premonition about this sudden visitor, staring at the dark eyes behind the mask of the man ten feet away.

Bai Meng spoke first: "Who are you?" ”

The man in the wheelchair stroked a strand of hair in front of him, and the corners of his lips turned up slightly: "My master knows that the Great Witch Lord is getting married today, and specially ordered me to come and give a generous gift to the Great Witch Lord." ”

"Who is the master of your house?" Bai Meng asked closely, and she clearly felt that the hand that was on the back of her hand was cold.

"Well...... man" The man leisurely dragged out the end of the note, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter who my master is, the important thing is that the great witch master must like this gift very much." ”

Under the dark sky, the autumn night breeze blew coolly, the fireworks exploded behind him, and the prosperity fell secretly, and his blue wide sleeves slid through the night like water.

As if giving an order, suddenly, a pitch-black object flew into the air from outside the high wall behind the hall, breaking through the night and falling into the courtyard quickly.

The people gathered in the courtyard to watch the excitement panicked and avoided, and the pitch-black object smashed steadily in the center of the courtyard, and the dust was raised.

When they saw the object clearly, everyone gasped, and it turned out to be a new coffin with a pitch-black body, and a bright red satin was wrapped around the coffin, tied in the style of a rich peony.

The coffin and the festive red flowers fell on the main hall of the festive wedding, and the indescribable gloom and weirdness made the guests retreat one after another.

Holding Bai Meng's hand suddenly, the person looked at the coffin stiffly, the murderous aura in her eyes had risen, and the fire in her heart burned her heart and liver.

Yun Geci's name came to mind almost the moment the coffin was settled, looking at the entire Chang'an, the only one who dared to send the coffin on her wedding day was this woman.

The people on the roof laughed loudly|: "Don't be too surprised, my master said that the wedding day pays attention to a perfect omen, so a bigger surprise is coming." ”

As soon as the words fell, several coffins came out of the air in unison, and the speed was so fast that the sound of the wind was torn apart, and the crowd of people dodging in the courtyard screamed noisily.

I only heard a thudding sound, and when the dust settled, ten swarthy coffins of the same style had been neatly placed in the courtyard.

The big red flowers were neatly tied, and the scene fell into a dead silence for a while.

Everyone didn't expect that this prosperous wedding officiated by the emperor would evolve into what it is now, and it was completely reduced to a black joke.