The red candle in the Bangyue Palace is still burning, the Pixiu incense burner is slowly puffing out the thin cloud incense mist, Gong Xuanyue comes out of the pool bath water, his long hair is like a lotus, he wipes the crystal water droplets on his fingertips, puts on a moon-white clean bathrobe, no shoes, walks out from behind the screen barefoot, stares at her quietly, and the shadow drags obliquely on the dark red velvet carpet.

Gong Qianzhu was sitting on the bed reading a book, sensing his gaze, turned his head and smiled slightly, "Sister, have you finished washing?"

Gong Xuanyue hummed shallowly, leaned over slightly and blew out the candle, and gently pulled the book out of her hand and put it aside with the bright moonlight flowing in from the window, and lay down with her clothes closed.

Gong Qianzhu only felt that the bed sank a little, and she turned her back to him and asked, "Sister, are we really going to get married tomorrow?"

"Don't you want to get married?" Gong Xuanyue asked unashamedly, her hands wrapped around her waist from behind, and held her cold hand.

She quickly explained, "That's not what you mean...... It's just that I think it's unreal. ”

She just felt scared, and although she could feel the heart beating steadily behind her, she was still scared, and the saddest thing was that she didn't know what she was afraid of.

Is this really the right thing to do? She only has four months left, and after four months, should she let her sister bear the pain of losing her once?

She is becoming more and more confused, who can tell her what is right and what is not wrong?

Gong Xuanyue only sighed slightly, and pressed on her with a slight flip, her eyes exuding a faint bewitching blood-colored brilliance, "Qianzhu, if you're not sure, do you want to give birth to a child for me?"

Her mind was blank, she was stunned, and before she could react, his hand had moved to her waist, untying her clothes, her ears were buzzing, blood was surging, and she didn't have time to think, so she grabbed his hand.

Gong Xuanyue stopped like this, her blood-colored eyes couldn't see clearly in the dark night.

"Sister, I'...... I'm not ready. She reacted, anxious to explain, and the blood flowed backwards all over her body.

As soon as the words came out, she regretted it, she was the one who was about to marry him, and this reason sounded too much like an excuse, and no one would believe it if they heard it.

She didn't hear him respond for a long time, her heart sank, her hand slowly loosened, and she almost desperately wanted to save something, "I'm sorry sister, now...... OK. ”

Gong Xuanyue seemed to sigh softly in the dark night, stretched out her fingers to wipe away the tears that slipped from the corners of her eyes unconsciously, "If you're not ready, then wait until you get married." ”

Gong Qianzhu almost cried again, watching him roll over from her, his slender five fingers tightly gripping the quilt.

"Sleep. As soon as Gong Xuanyue's words fell, a transparent red light popped out from between his fingers, and she quickly fell asleep, he wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes little by little, paused slightly, bit his index finger, and a drop of blood fell on her forehead, condensed into a blood red flower mark, and soon disappeared.

He rested his chin lightly on her head, his thin lips pursed.

Qianzhu, my sister will pave all the roads you will walk for you.

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The next day, the sky above the demon world is intertwined, the sky is full of rouge, people from all walks of life holding invitations come from all over the world, Qiandao Lake opens the mouth of the magic dragon for the first time in thousands of years, the crowd of people is pouring into the ramp one after another like flowing water, because there are too many people, the entrance of the pool does not arrange guards to check, as long as it is a person with an invitation, it will be automatically released through.

Gong Qianzhu sat in the Bangyue Palace and let the palace ladies comb it, the gold bead tassel hanging from the phoenix crown dazzled her eyes, and she almost couldn't recognize who the person in the mirror was.

This is the first time in her life that she has worn such a gorgeous dress, she has never tried to dye her nails with gorgeous dankou, let alone smeared incense powder on her body, and she wears so many heavy jewelry, she doesn't want to look at herself in the mirror at a glance, it is not her, it is just a woman who is about to marry the king of the demon world, and she is surrounded by so many flashy things.

But there was also Gong E who said enviously in her ear: "The princess is so beautiful, I knew that the princess would look so good in dressing, why did she wear such plain clothes in the past?"

She frowned, didn't want to say anything, looked at herself in the mirror with her white hair pulled up, hairpins inserted upwards, and finally Gong'e also brought a thin piece of red paper over, she was almost startled, "What is this?"

Gong E tilted her head strangely, "This is rouge, has the princess never applied rouge before?"

Gong Qianzhu stopped talking, gently sipped the thin piece of red paper, her lips were dyed red, she stared blankly at herself in the mirror and sipped her carmine, was that her?

She was dressed up by Gong E and helped out of the Bangyue Palace, Bai Zhi was guarding outside the palace, and her eyes widened in astonishment when she saw her, and her face was full of shock.

Gong Qianzhu walked past her and smiled faintly bitterly, "It's not like me at all, is it?"

Bai Zhi lowered her eyes, she was very beautiful, suffocatingly beautiful, so beautiful that she overshadowed the heavens and the earth, and she was so beautiful that she was simply terrifying, but this was completely just a demon princess, just a woman who wanted to marry the demon lord, but not just Gong Qianzhu.