Who did you meet for the first time in this life?

Seven years ago.

The sixth day of the fourth month. Pleasure.

It's night, and it's windy.

"Sister Monroe, come and take a look, do I look good in this white fairy dress?"

It was a little girl who looked to be ten years old, wearing a red Xiao Luo dress. On the pink and lovely round face, there are a pair of eyes like a bright moon, pure and flawless.

At this moment, she picked out a white wide-sleeved fairy dress from the thousands of clothes in front of her, and couldn't put it down, and her long ponytail flicked around the back of her head.

"Nan girl, watch out for your stinky hands, if you break it, you will pay for it!" said another woman in the room.

Her woman's outfit was black from top to bottom, and even her face was hidden in a black veil. Her voice was beautiful, like running water. But the temper is obviously not very good.

"This one was bought from Jiangnan Cloth Village for a full hundred taels of silver, and then made by Mr. Hanyi, the first tailor in Allure, and there is such a piece in the world. What if you touch it!

"Be careful, you can't look at it!" The little girl who was called Nan Yatou pursed her mouth, and her appearance was very cute.

"Hehe, Nan Yatou, are you also in a hurry to get married? It's better for you and Fia to marry the one named Minghao together, but I see that your milk stinks and you haven't dried up, and you can only be a little girl in the past!"

"I... I'm not going to marry him... I... I..."

"What are you, is it possible that you have a crush on someone, hehe, who will take a fancy to you as a yellow-haired girl, you tell your sister, and my sister will tell you to go to the matchmaker haha..."

The little girl, who was called Nan Yatou, was so angry that her face turned from red to purple at this time, and the woman in black gauze was also smiling.

"Sister Fia, Sister Fia, look at her, she's bullying me again!"

It turned out that there was another person in the room, a woman.

She sat quietly at the dresser, her back to them. Her hair was draped, and it was as black as night.

She didn't turn around, but said lightly, "Mengluo, Nanzhen is still young, you just let her." ”

Then she stopped talking.

Then the whole room fell silent, and so did the surroundings, and the whole world seemed to be quiet.

It seems that because of her voice, she has brought loneliness to the world.

"Alas... Fia, are you still thinking about him?"

Monroe sighed and said, "Don't think I'm talking badly, men don't actually have a good thing." Although I'm not optimistic about your Broken City Messenger Minghao, it's still much better than that prodigal son of the rivers and lakes after all. Think about it, what will you get if you follow that prodigal son? Do you want to go with him to the rivers and lakes? Don't be stupid, the rivers and lakes are sinister, you should be your little woman with peace of mind!"

Nan Zhen said, "Brother Wuya is not a prodigal son, he is a very ambitious person! He is high-spirited and trustworthy, and he has many friends in the rivers and lakes!"

"There are more fox friends and dog friends, there is a fart, girl, let me tell you, the so-called friends in the rivers and lakes are all deceitful and exploitative relationships, and if you can use you, you will be morally commensurate, and you will not be used, hum, it is better that birds and beasts are scattered, and they do not disturb each other. If you don't pay attention to it, your friends who used to be kind to each other are the ones who stab you in the back tomorrow, and I've seen a lot of sister..."

"But Brother Wuya and his friends must be good people!" Nan Zhen said.

"Good man, I'm still a good person!"

The quarrel between the two didn't seem to bother her, and I don't know if she deliberately ignored it or didn't hear it at all. She said, "Tomorrow is the seventh day of the fourth month, so soon..."

The seventh day of the fourth month not only means her birthday, but more importantly, she will marry Ming Hao tomorrow.

However, does all this matter? Ming Hao is the youngest, most handsome, and most skilled swordsman in Allure.

And she is known as the most beautiful woman in Allure.

In everyone's eyes, they are a perfect match. But does it all matter?

If it doesn't matter, then what's important?

Isn't it, that person?

"Sister Fia, Brother Wuya will definitely come tomorrow, you must believe him. ”

Believe?

Do you want to believe it?

I believe it's waiting, right?

That summer, he said, if you marry someone in the future, but it is not me, I will snatch you back.

What a beautiful and ridiculous promise.

However, waiting, what a sad thing.

Waiting for the final result, is that what you want?

What kind of feelings did she have for him?

She didn't know it herself.

So she just turned around and smiled softly at Nanzhen and Monroe.

That smile is overwhelming.

"Alas... He doesn't come well. He came, only to die..."

Monroe sighed again.

"Hmph, my brother is strong in martial arts, so I'm not afraid!"

Nanzhen was angry.

And she, turning away, did not speak.

The seventh day of the fourth month. Early morning.

She smiled and opened her eyes. She was smiling happily.

Because she had a dream.

She dreamed that she was trapped in a tall tower and that a man was riding a ladder to rescue her.

It's a simple dream, but why is she laughing?

Because of the man she dreamed of.

Will he come today? Actually, I have an expectation for him.

It doesn't matter if you follow him or not, it's fine if he comes, isn't it?," she said to herself.

The sky was clear. She heard it.

The sound of firecrackers. Drumbeat. Zona. Shouting. Those people are celebrating her.

There was a knock on the door. "Miss Sophia, are you awake?"

"It's Aunt Mei, come in. ”

It was a beautiful woman who came in.

"Miss, everything is ready, the carriage is waiting outside, and when you finish washing, we can go to Chongyang Palace. All relatives, guests and friends have already taken their seats, and the little princess and the city lord of Shuzhou have also gone over there. ”

"Good..."

She knew that today was the seventh day of the fourth month.

Smile, don't think about it so much.

"Aunt Mei," she said.

"What's wrong, miss?" asked the beautiful woman.

"Xin'er... You're back, aren't you?"

"Yes, Miss Xin'er returned to Allure very late yesterday, and Miss was already asleep at that time, so she didn't come up to disturb her. ”

"She... Is it a person? Did she bring... A few friends or something?"

"No, Miss Xin'er is alone. I didn't say anything when I came back last night. ”

"Got it. ”

Know, these three words mean that he didn't come. Because Xin'er went to deliver him a wedding card.

He won't come to drink this wine. She smiled bitterly, how could she take a joke at that time.

He, there is no need to fight for her.

Outside the Chongyang Palace, there are already gongs and drums at the moment, and the Chongyang Hall is full of people, so it is not lively.

There is a small platform in front of Chongyang Palace, and there is a storyteller on the stage at this moment.

"Anyway, for the sake of a woman, that day, the owner of Sanssouci Valley, Xia Wuwu, and the messenger of the Allure City, Ming Hao, fought in Lingshan. That battle was simply turbulent, and after more than 300 moves by the two masters, there was still no victory. At this moment, Ming Hao used the legendary Brahma Twenty-three Swords, and one sword turned into Twenty-three Swords and stabbed at Wuwu..."

Unhurried, unhurried, Mr. Storyteller took a sip of tea and looked at the people listening to the book in the audience.

"And then, then what?"

"What happened next?"

"Did you get a stab or not?"

There was a shout from below. But the storyteller smiled slightly and changed the subject.

"That sword didn't stab, let's not say anything. Do you know that the black and white twin evils around the envoy of the Alluring City are now rumored to have a mysterious origin, but no one knows, only that he made a subtle left-handed swordsmanship. And his right hand was severed by a sharp weapon. As for what is going on, is there any connection between the two things? Who is Black Feather? These are still a mystery!"

At this time, her eyes were bright and a little dazzling, and Xin'er stretched her waist. Hearing the storyteller's words, I couldn't help but smile. "Every time Mr. Wen tells a story, he likes to play dumb riddles. ”

Looking north, a team of people came to the soup, and in the middle was a large sedan chair carried by eight people. She thought, today, it is destined to be not peaceful.

In the Chongyang Palace, it is full of friends.

The master of ceremonies' voice rang out high.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Second worship high hall!"

"Husband and wife, ......", the master of ceremonies had not finished speaking, only to hear a whoosh, a sword broke through the air, straight into the ground three feet, and blocked in front of the groom and bride. Wherever the sword wind went, it happened to blow off the bride's hijab.

"The first beauty in Allure, it really deserves its name! Dead Bird, who do you say is more beautiful, she or Yu'er?"

"Please, donkey boss, it's me who is here to rob my relatives, don't steal my limelight!"

Those two teenagers, you and I say a word, as if they don't pay attention to the people around them at all.

One is well-dressed and has an emerald flute erected around his waist. He smiled at the bride and groom.

The other is dashing and uninhibited, with a rebellious expression. His gaze was fixed on only one person. He said, "Remember, I said that if the person you married was not me, I would have taken you back! ”

He said, "I'm here now."