The last marriage fan

The Liangyu Shenjun, who is in charge of marriage, wants to draw her last marriage fan in office before marrying Changjue Tianzun as a queen.

As soon as the news came out, the entire celestial realm was boiling!

Although Liangyu, the marriage god, did a really miserable job, he almost lost his life in the process of witnessing the marriage again and again, and those newcomers also had a bad fate. But when the old man of the previous marriage god monarch retired, Zeng Shen mysteriously revealed that the last marriage witnessed by a marriage god monarch when he was in office was the happiest and unbreakable.

Therefore, at this time, Danxue Mountain had to receive a large number of large and small pairs of immortals.

Meng Zexuanjun, who came to help, served tea to everyone with a handsome face, pretending not to notice that others were pointing and whispering: "Eh, Meng Zexuanjun!" ”

"With this expression on his face, is he learning from the Elder Jue Tianzun?"

"Ahh Hurry up and report to Lord Tianzun, I can't say that he is happy, the last fan is ours! ”

"Stupid! discovered the adultery between Liangyu Shenjun and Meng Zexuanjun, and didn't hurry up to leave this place! Lord Tianzun, don't find out that I've been here......"

"Humph!" Tea splashes! Meng Ze slammed the teacup on the table, and angrily went to the back mountain of Danxue Mountain to find the bad luck of the Liangyu Divine Monarch.

As everyone knows, Liangyu Shenjun is a very kind and soft-hearted little god. She herself knew that she couldn't see others pleading, so she hid in a hidden cave in the back mountain early.

When Meng Ze found her, she was desperate to conjure up the prototype, and at first glance she shrunk into the hole with phoenix hair and shivered.

Fortunately, she still remembered that her original body was a fat phoenix, and now she is also an adult, with bright feathers and brilliant brilliance, which is not comparable to the bald ugly chick that could shrink in the palm of someone else's hand. Once the original form appears, it is afraid that it is more eye-catching than the human form.

"Xiaoyu ......" Meng Ze was speechless for a long time, but he remembered that he was here to help instead of dismantling the stage, and reasoned with her sentence by sentence: "You never expected this news to attract so many immortals, did you?" ”

Liangyu nodded with tears in her eyes. The conscience of heaven and earth, she just missed her mouth when she ate seafood hot pot in Beihai the day before yesterday.

After the sixth senior sister became pregnant, the taste became very peculiar, and she didn't even take a look at her favorite taro in the past. This is in a hurry, and Shen Yu has his subordinates to collect delicious food in the world. Finally one day, his subordinates found a strange and spicy chili pepper, Qingyue held his stomach, nodded condescendingly, and had a little to taste.

As soon as this woman is pregnant, she is prone to becoming sentimental. Even if it is a fairy, there is no exception. Qingyue ate two bites of hot pot, and suddenly sighed: "I don't know what Xiao Jiu is doing?" ”

Listening to his wife's words, following his wife, and serving his wife are the highest criteria for Shen Yushui Jun Xiansheng. He immediately rushed to Danxue Mountain, and shouted before he could enter the door: "Xiaoyu, Qingqing invites you to eat hot pot!" ”

On this day, Liangyu Shenjun was extremely bored - Changjue Tianzun arranged the wedding single-handedly, and all the things that the woman had to prepare were taken care of by Meng Ze and Senior Brother. She ate and slept every day, and was very worried about her waistline. But Changjue Tianzun didn't allow her to do this, and she wasn't allowed to play, for fear that she would toss half of her heart before the wedding.

Hearing Shen Yu's shout, Liangyu Shenjun jumped up, and ran away with Shen Yu with all his baggage! When she arrived in Beihai, she remembered that she seemed, like, probably, and forgot to tell Changjue Tianzun what she thought.

But immediately, the idea was washed away by the spicy aroma of the hot pot. Liangyu Shenjun jumped off the cloud head and ...... to Qingyue Shenjun The hot pot in front of you flew over! Shen Yu retracted his feet and wanted to trip over her, silently glanced at Qingyue's belly, and then looked at it again...... My wife's belly looks so good, what should I do if I can't stop!

The sixth senior sister has delicious food and never forgets to share it with herself, Liangyu Shenjun was so grateful that she burst into tears, and decided to be better to the sixth senior sister's baby cub in the future: "It's a pity that I am about to step down, otherwise, I can draw a ......fan for your baby cub in the future."

Before he finished speaking, he was so spicy that he screamed.

At this time, a little fairy passed by from the North Sea on a cloud head, smelled the aroma of hot pot, and couldn't help but get closer. As soon as he heard the words "painting a fan", he was so startled by the screams of Liangyu Shenjun that he ran away. This little fairy is the subordinate of the wind god Feilian, and what the wind god is best at is "chasing the wind and catching shadows", and he remembered the mysterious revelation of the old man of his previous marriage.

"I tell you, don't tell anyone!" Fei Lian whispered in Si Shuangqingnu's ear, "The Liangyu Divine Monarch is about to step down, and the last marriage fan of the Marriage Divine Monarch has a magical effect!" I'm going to ask her for help. ”

"I tell you, don't tell anyone!" Qingnu and Yushi bit their ears, "I heard that the last marriage fan of Liangyu Shenjun is the most godly, and many immortals want to ask for it!" ”

"I tell you, don't tell anyone!" ……

Soon the entire heavenly realm knew: the Liangyu Divine Monarch, who was in charge of marriage, wanted to draw her last marriage fan in office before marrying Changjue Tianzun as the queen.

Poor Liangyu Shenjun cried and ate the seafood hot pot, cried and returned to Danxue Mountain, and asked Meng Ze for medicine to clear the heat and reduce the fire, and after a night, the hot pain on his lips disappeared.

As soon as I woke up, the sky changed outside Danxue Mountain. Human head - no, the fairy head is crowded, no less than the sacrifice day of Changjue Tianzun. After asking the reason, Liangyu was frightened by the enthusiastic immortals and hid in the back mountain!

Meng Ze sighed: "Xiaoyu, if you listen to the request of the immortals in the audience, and then refuse each of them, it is better than hiding like this." ”

Liangyu Shenjun swallowed his saliva and decided to let it go! Mainly, if she hides here any longer, she is hungry again. "You let them come to me one by one......"

Meng Ze went out to announce the good news to the immortals: The Liangyu Divine Monarch decided to listen to your request, but there is only one marriage fan, and if you can't get it, please understand.

Liangyu Shenjun walked out of the cave, wiped his hair, revealed the face of the best-looking fairy that Qingyue Shenjun had ever seen, and slowly walked towards the hall of hospitality. All the way to the draft, and strive to reject others in the most concise and tactful way.

“…… Her eyes are like the brightest stars in the Milky Way! Her hair is like the thickest algae in the Milky Way! Her figure is like the most flexible swimming fish in the galaxy! Her voice is like a galactic ......"

"This ......," Liangyu interrupted the immortal who had been praising his sweetheart for more than half an hour, and he was the seventy-sixth person today, "You just have to tell her these words to her face, and you will get your wish." ”

The fairy blushed and twisted, unwilling to leave. But under the cold-eyed attack of Meng Ze Xuanjun, he still left in the future.

Meng Ze went out and called the next immortal to come in, Liangyu Shenjun lay on the seat and sighed, and suddenly the corner of his clothes was torn off, and a cup of tea was delivered to his hand. Liangyu's heart warmed, and he wanted to thank him, but he almost knocked over the tea bowl: "Xiaofeng!" You, you, you ......"

The little phoenix twisted his body shyly, withdrew the branch holding the tea bowl, and showed his red clothes to the Liangyu Shenjun.

Liangyu Shenjun pointed to the little phoenix wood and asked in a trembling voice: "Xiaofeng, you also want me to draw a marriage fan?" ”

The little phoenix wood nodded violently, and turned to show Liangyu the water lily sister embroidered on the back of its red robe. I don't know how a small tree cut a red cloth into a garment, or how it embroidered a water lily on it—admittedly, the water lily was embroidered like a pimple.

Liangyu Shenjun wanted to fulfill his wish for a moment, but remembering that it was not fair to the vast number of immortals waiting for her to draw a fan, he hesitated how to refuse so as not to hurt the little phoenix wood's heart. The little phoenix wood twisted around, pulling her skirt and coquettishly.

Seeing that Liangyu Shenjun couldn't stand it, he was about to surrender, and shouted in a crisp voice: "Sister Liangyu, don't paint him!" Zhuohua had already broken in with a flower pot, and in the flower pot was Jing Tongzi and the shy little peach blossom.

"......" Xiaofeng couldn't speak yet, and when he saw his kind who could talk, he was filled with righteous indignation. Meng Ze hurriedly led Xiaofeng out: "Sister Water Lily hasn't seen you for a long time, and I'm losing my temper!" Xiaofeng obediently followed.

Jing Tongzi was still shouting, but when he saw that Xiao Peach Blossom trembled, as if he was very dissatisfied with his rude appearance, he immediately shut up.

Zhuohua laughed: "It is worthy of the peach blossom of my Yanghua Mountain!" Heng Liangyu glanced at him, "You have to give me this last fan!" ”

Liangyu stuttered: "Burn, burn...... Are you going to ...... with my Master? ”

Zhuohua nodded, his face calm.

Liangyu Shenjun felt that he had shouldered the heavy responsibility of comforting Zhuohua: "After all, my master is a Buddha......

Zhuohua slapped the table: "If the Buddha is not married, where does the little Bodhisattva come from!" ”

"......" Liangyu Shenjun was speechless. But ...... "Zhuohua, if you marry my master, will you give birth to an egg or a little peach?" ”

"Yikes!" Zhuohua's face changed, and he left in a hurry. Approximately, it was to go to the Buddha to discuss the problem of eggs and peaches......

When Changjue Tianzun learned of this and rushed to Danxue Mountain, the Liangyu Divine Monarch was receiving the two hundred and thirty-eighth immortals today.

Lord Tianzun, relying on his prestige and coercion, blasted away—no, please take away all the immortals. According to custom, unmarried couples are not allowed to see each other until they get married. Changjue Tianzun naturally wouldn't meet with Liangyu Shenjun, so he pinched a trick and laid down a light-clearing enchantment.

In the darkness, Liangyu stumbled into a familiar embrace. Changjue Tianzun grabbed the Liangyu Divine Monarch and went to the wing.

"Xiaoyu, I heard that you are going to paint the last marriage fan?" The whole heavenly realm knows about it, and Changjue Tianzun is the last one to know, this can't be endured!

Where did Liangyu dare to tell him that this was the trouble caused by her sneaking away to Beihai to eat hot pot? I had to hunch my neck and nodded.

"But," she hastened to make amends, "I won't draw them for them!" ”

Changjue Tianzun's face was just a little better, so he heard her continue: "The last fan, I want to leave it for Liuli. ”

In the dark, Liangyu Shenjun couldn't see Changjue Tianzun's face clearly, and was proud of his little abacus: "Originally, I wanted to leave it to Meng Ze, but Meng Ze's bastard, I painted it for him before, to say the least, there are twenty-eight of them, and I really don't want to paint it anymore." ”

"So, this last one, I must leave it to Liuli ......"

"Xiaoyu, have you forgotten something?" Changjue Tianzun silently recited three times, "When she gets married, there is time to slowly adjust", so as to avoid the tragedy of "the bride was strangled to death by the groom before marriage", and gritted his teeth and said a word.

Liangyu Shenjun was stunned for a moment and asked, "Lord Tianzun, do you owe someone someone something terrible and need my fan to pay it back?" ”

"Could it be the condition for the spirit to return the purple jade?"

"Could it be that the Emperor of Heaven is disrespectful to the old and wants to please the Queen of Heaven? No, it must be trying to please the young goddess ......"

Changjue Tianzun couldn't help it, and blocked her more and more outrageous speculation with his mouth. When the two people separated, each gasped slightly. "Liuli's marriage, I will make the decision for her. Your fan has to be used in a more important place. ”

As a kind little god, Liangyu Shenjun is very considerate of Changjue Tianzun's unspeakable hardships: "Okay, it's okay if you don't say it, I'll paint it." You say! ”

Changjue Tianzun felt the green tendons on his forehead burst: at this time, she hadn't even understood what he meant! Thinking about it again, Xiaoyu has always been so sluggish. This little fool is the sweetest burden he chooses for himself.

So, Changjue Tianzun said word by word: "Xiaoyu, are you, should you paint a marriage fan for us?" ”

“！！！” Liangyu Shenjun suddenly understood, exclaimed, and stammered to explain: "Lord Tianzun, I, I ......"

"You don't have to explain." Changjue Tianzun smiled in the dark, "Let's draw this fan together?" ”

There was a little light in the light enchantment, and it was the heart lamp of Changjue Tianzun. Liangyu wanted to see him, but he turned his head around: "If you don't look at it, you won't be able to see it until the day of marriage." He really didn't want any more accidents.

By the light of the heart lamp, Tianzun took out a plain white fan—it was not his customary, graceful folding fan. "This is for my Majesty."

Tianzun held the hand of Liangyu Shenjun: "Xiaoyu, you come to write." "The two hands are clasped together, the tip of the pen moves lightly, and on the round fan, a man with a peerless elegance is painted, with frost clothes and black hair, holding a purple jade flute, staring at the beautiful woman.

"Don't forget the inscription: Purple jade shines, husband and wife love for a long time. Serve with the sky, the sun and the moon with the same light. ”