In the eighth year of the Lord of the Moon, the sixteenth of the seventh month.

On this day, the sun was shining and the sky was clear. It's a festive day.

Thousands of miles of red silk are spread all the way from the heartless residence of Cangwu Mountain to the Valley of Painting at the foot of Moon God Mountain.

In the valley of painting, anxiety is scorching, and painting the heart is sleepless all night.

Everything came too unexpectedly, so beautiful that it was like a gentle trap.

But because it was too beautiful, too long to wait, too late to come bitterly, blindfolded her eyes and blindfolded her heart, making her miss some details that should not have been ignored.

For example, in the past 10,000 years, where has Junyi gone?

For example, how did Junyi become a scholar?

For example, why does Junyi have amnesia, and why does he still fall in love with her when he loses his memory?

For another example, why did Junyi change from a gentle and humble gentleman to a domineering swinger?

He took her as his wife, and she rejoiced.

But I don't know that this step is wrong, and it will be wrong for life.

She originally thought that this was fate, but later she realized that this was a catastrophe.

She originally thought that this was love, but later learned that this was a bureau.

"Yin'er, I'm really going to marry him. ”

Wearing a fiery red wedding dress, the painting heart sat in front of the bronze mirror, pulling green silk for the first time, drawing eyebrows, dotting lips, dyeing fragrant cheeks, wearing a phoenix crown, and wearing a red glow......

She has been in love with him for hundreds of thousands of years, but now he has known her for less than a day.

Today, she is going to marry him.

"Yes, the goddess has finally got her wish. Xuan Yin carefully arranged the wedding dress for the painting, caressing not a single wrinkle.

"But why, I always feel unsure. Huaxin reached out and brushed the embroidery on the cuffs, no matter how soft the gold wire, it was a little prickly to the touch.

Like, no matter how sweet happiness is, there will always be a little thorn.

"First meeting after a long absence, and then meeting the joy of the newlywed, it is clearly a good omen. Xuan Yin rarely smiled, although she was cold by nature, but she was really happy for the painting.

"You go and see why he hasn't come yet. ”

"Yes. ”

Xuan Yin knows that the painting heart is pretending to be reserved, what does he feel unrealistic, but he just sees that the person who picks up the kiss has not yet come, and he is in a hurry.

The light only shone slightly......

Xuan Yin waited outside the valley for half a pillar of incense, only to see a gentleman with a peerless demeanor in the distance, riding a tiger and stepping on red silk, coming slowly. Behind him was a huge crowd......

It looks like the people of Yuecheng are pouring out of the city.

The team to welcome relatives stopped outside the painting valley, and Shuyi personally went into the valley to pick up the painting, everything in the valley, the competition made him feel familiar inexplicably, but he couldn't remember.

When Shuyi stepped into the new house, Huaxin was sitting in front of the golden silk nan wood carved dresser, wearing a golden luan bird Chaofeng embroidered wedding dress, with a red silk gauze cloud pattern xia curtain on his shoulders, a double luan and a phoenix crown on his head, a gilt lock with a unicorn sending a child around his neck, and a white jade pendant with a double phoenix hanging from his waist.

The eyebrows are shy, the eyes are affectionate, the lips are bright, the posture is gorgeous, as bright as the sun and the moon, and as bright as the clouds, so that Shuyi can't take his eyes off it.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Huaxin smiled lightly and stared at him for a long time with Shuyi's incomprehensible eyes.

He didn't remember that on this day, she waited for 170,000 years.

"In the future, I won't let you wait any longer. ”

Shuyi personally covered the heart of the painting with a red Xipa, carried her out of the painting valley all the way, and carefully sent her into the gorgeous and luxurious wedding sedan chair.

The red yarn is light, the golden threads are thousands of wisps, the pearlescent is bright, the red silk on the floor is sprinkled with countless rose petals, Shuyi is wearing a crimson Jin Luo Luan gorgeous dress, riding a white tiger to open the way in front.

Entering the city, the streets and alleys are full of red lanterns, and the surging crowd is one after another, all of them are scrambling to watch this grand wedding that is rare in a hundred years.

What's more, I want to see the white tiger who is famous in Yuecheng.

In this line, I don't know how many girls' hearts have been broken, those two peerless men......

I got married!

"I just heard yesterday that Yihong Gongzi threatened to be Leng Gongzi, I thought it was a joke, but I didn't want to ...... today Tut-tut......"

"Thousands of miles of red silk, Luan sedan chair are hired, this is the Ming media is marrying!"

"Unexpectedly, Leng Gongzi is really a good man. ”

"But that Yihong Gongzi is really more beautiful than a woman, and his martial arts are also superb, these two people, one is pure and dusty, and the other is beautiful in the world, and they are really beautiful together. ”

"But no matter how you say it, that Yihong Gongzi is a man after all, and it's just a matter of making friends in private, and he gives a name with such fanfare......"

......

Everyone was surprised and regretful, envious, embarrassed, and discussed.

"Only he, arrogant and arrogant, dares to defy the world's condemnation and make inferior acts!"

In the crowd, a cold voice suddenly appeared. Two points of resentment, three points of hatred, and five points of unwillingness.

Shuyi's ear power is very good, and suddenly he feels that the voice is very familiar, Huo Ran looked back, but only saw the crowd of crows and crows.

Shuyi thought it was just an illusion.

After all, in a sea of people, it is not surprising that there is a voice like that person.

When the welcoming procession arrived at the most prosperous street market in Yuecheng, suddenly a cold light flickered, and more than a dozen sword qi broke through the air, pointing directly at the sedan chair and rushing away.

How keen the heart of the painting is, the murderous aura has not yet reached the heart, Fang wanted to fly to meet the enemy, only to listen to Shuyi said loudly, "Today is a big day, Madame, please sit down." ”

Immediately, more than a dozen swords stopped three feet in front of the sedan chair with a wave of Shuyi's sleeve robe, and then all fell to the ground with a "clang".

"That husband is in good control, don't see red on the big day, it's unlucky. "Painting the heart lazily said.

When the sound of three points of lazy and seven points of coquettishness came out from the sedan chair, the crowd couldn't help but be restless again.

Isn't Yihong a man?

How does this sound like a female Jiao'e?

It's crispy and soft, it's really delicate and charming, and it makes people think about it......

"Madame is very true. ”

Shu Yi jumped up, tapped the white tiger's back with his toes, leaned forward slightly, and quickly flicked his fingers, and a true qi rippled away like water waves, and the oncoming dozen or so masked assassins in Tsing Yi fell to the ground.

The woman in the lead staggered back a few steps, barely standing.

She looked up at the man on the back of the tiger who was not stained with light dust, a bright red wedding dress, a peerless appearance, a cold expression, and a pair of deep eyes, like a lonely cold star in the sky.

It's so cold that just looking at it makes people feel cold.

It turns out that he doesn't just wear a water blue.

It turned out that he would also add a red robe for someone.

He used to be close to her, although he was untouchable, but it was not like this moment, like a stranger.

"Go by yourselves, or, I invite you to go. Shuyi's eyes were cold, and the cold light was shining.

"Childe, don't come unharmed. ”

It was the crisp voice that sounded in the crowd.

Someone has already heard it, this voice seems to be the first beauty in Qianyue City, Huang Yu.