Chentangguan, the princess's mansion of Jiguo.

Yang Fanhai stood at the door, looking at the white clouds in the sky, a little distracted. He held a letter in his hand, which was written by Qianhuang, and the contents of it were so shocking that he couldn't even relax a little.

Dry famine, or should it be said that Zhen Xuan is going to marry Jiufeng, this is simply unimaginable. In terms of generation, Qianhuang is his disciple, and Jiufeng is his friend, and the two are a generation apart.

Even if the two of them got to know each other because of their letter, even if they have moved around a lot and had a lot of contact with each other for so many years because of the grand event between the human race and the Wu clan, it seems that the two of them are not good enough to get married.

At this moment, Yang Fanhai had a very strange feeling in his heart, he knew that his feelings for Jiufeng would never be love, not even liking, just simply as a friend.

I used to even think that if Jiufeng could find Ruyi Langjun to marry, this bad fate would be over. But I don't know why, when this thing really came, it felt a little ...... Not very happy.

Maybe this is what men call possessiveness...... Yang Fanhai said secretly in his heart. If it was, he would probably not be able to figure it out, but over the years, he has thought about more things than he has done, so many things can already be understood many things that he couldn't understand and didn't understand before.

"What does this stinky boy think! How can he marry Jiufeng girl!"

There was a scolding sound in the courtyard, and Princess Jinglu strode over like a meteor.

In Zhengcheng before, a lot of uncomfortable things happened to her, and she felt like she was in a cage, so she was suppressed all the time. After arriving at Chentangguan, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and many of her temperaments have gradually been released, and she is no longer as careful as she used to be.

After hearing the news of Qianhuang and Jiufeng's marriage, Yang Fanhai was only a little relieved, but she had already scolded her very much.

Princess Jinglu has a gentle temperament, and it is rare for such a situation to happen, just because it happened to Jiufeng, so it is like this.

Gentle temperament, so some of them are indisputable, even if it is the so-called love. She knew that Jiufeng liked Yang Fanhai, and she could even deeply understand Jiufeng's feeling of wanting but not being able to.

Maybe because they are both fallen people at the end of the world, even if she and Jiufeng meet very rarely, almost incalculable, but there is a feeling between each other that can only be described as divine friendship.

Now that she heard that Qianhuang was going to marry Jiufeng, she immediately thought that Jiufeng would never be voluntary, and the culprit must be the little ghost who grew up by herself, and she was a little out of shape for a while.

Yang Fanhai smiled stiffly: "How can you say too much about the love of men and women." After so many years, Qianhuang is indeed a hero, and this kind of thing is also normal. The invitation has arrived, let's go now!"

As he spoke, he used his true qi to roll Princess Jinglu, spread his wings and soared into the air, flying in the direction of Zhengcheng.

There is one thing he didn't say, he didn't know if Jiufeng really had feelings for Qianhuang, but he felt that Qianhuang's feelings for Jiufeng were probably lackluster, otherwise he wouldn't have wanted to marry Jiufeng three months ago, let alone decide on this marriage in just three months.

Feelings should no longer be important, what matters is the harmony between the human race and the witch race. With the calculations and means of the famine, it is probably not too rare to get the heart of Jiufeng, who is so straightforward.

This marriage can be said to be not perfect, but since Qianhuang is willing to sacrifice, it is not a bad thing to make the relationship between the human race and the Wu clan go further, after all, with Qianhuang's temperament, it will not be bad for Jiufeng.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered Gongsun Xuanyuan's attitude towards the battle of Heaven Cutting in the past. It doesn't matter whether it should or shouldn't, as long as the result is what you want to see.

I seem to be starting to see things the same way as him, and I really don't know if I'm improving or if I'm getting a little too far.

Not long after we set off, I heard Princess Jinglu exclaim, "Ah, we set off like this, and we forgot to tell them." ”

Yang Fanhai shook his head: "It's okay, they will handle it themselves." ”

I've never been like this before, but I'm really a little absent-minded now. However, Yang Fanhai also knew his state at the moment, and he didn't care, and when it came to Zheng Cheng, he could adjust it.

Princess Jinglu secretly looked at Yang Fanhai and opened her mouth, but she still didn't say it.

There was no stop all the way, the speed was extremely fast, and it was already in Zhengcheng in less than two months.

The whole Zhengcheng is red, and there are lights everywhere and beaming. Qianhuang is an extremely intelligent person, not only strategic, but also has the means to win people's hearts.

Yang Fanhai once thought that there would not be a second person in the world who could win the hearts of the people like Changyi, but now it seems that he still underestimated his disciple. In terms of the degree of love of the people, the drought will never be worse than the prosperity.

However, Yang Fanhai always felt that there was some difference between the two fathers and sons, Changyi purely relied on dedication to change people's hearts, and Qianhuang was more like using some means to obtain it, although he did govern the country in an orderly manner, even better than Changyi.

The god of war came in person, and immediately alarmed the minister of civil and military affairs in the national capital, and Qianhuang personally came out to greet him, and bowed down when he met: "Meet the teacher!"

"No need to be polite!" Yang Fanhai hurriedly helped the dry wilderness up.

Standing up straight, Qianhuang said: "The wedding is still a month away, I didn't expect the teacher to come so early!"

Ordinary people's weddings have to be prepared for three to half a year, not to mention the wedding of the Chinese emperor.

Yang Fanhai said lightly: "Your wedding, I naturally want to come early." ”

"The teacher has a heart!" Qianhuang said with a smile: "It just so happens that the Holy Emperor's grandfather and the Holy Emperor's grandmother are nowhere to be found, and the teacher and the princess's sister are my high hall, and many things can be arranged." ”

"That's fine!" Yang Fanhai nodded.

"Teacher, please!"

Qianhuang turned around and led the two to the palace. Princess Jinglu just looked at the two of them and didn't speak. And Yang Fanhai and Qianhuang also had a very tacit understanding, and did not say some sensitive words.

January is not long, not short, although the closer to the set day, the more I feel a little at a loss, but Yang Fanhai still watched the day of the wedding come.

The wedding venue of the Chinese emperor was not set in Zhengcheng, but in the southern camp of the Xiong Kingdom in the past. This is the meaning of the dry wilderness, this was once the place where the battle between the Wu and the Terran was fiercest, and now it is about to witness the relationship between the Terran and the Wu Race rise to a new level.

As the sun rises, the master of ceremonies shouts and the wedding begins.

Yang Fanhai, as a high hall, sat in that place with Princess Jinglu and waited. Listening to the shouts of countless people and congratulatory voices, I watched the famine, like an ordinary family getting married, holding the red silk and leading the Jiufeng with a red hijab on his head.

That step was still so familiar, and the familiarity made Yang Fanhai feel that all this seemed to be in an illusion, which was very unreal.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Second worship high hall!"

With the voice of the master of ceremonies, after the two worshipped heaven and earth, they knelt down and bowed to Yang Fanhai and Princess Jinglu, and offered tea.

Princess Jinglu didn't end it, but looked at Yang Fanhai, as if waiting for his meaning. Yang Fanhai was in a trance, then picked up the tea and drank it.

At the moment when he picked up the teacup, he obviously saw Jiufeng's hands trembling. Princess Jinglu sighed, and finally didn't say anything, just picked up the cup of tea, drank it in one gulp, and then took out some valuable jewelry as a gift to the two of them like ordinary parents.

After the husband and wife worshipped each other, Qianhuang led Jiufeng into the cave room, but immediately walked out again and began to beckon people everywhere to drink and be happy.

This is the wedding of the king of Huaxia and the high priest of the Wu clan, not to mention the important figures of the two clans, that is, in the past, with the defeat of Chi You, he retreated, and the twelve old patriarchs and elders of the Wu clan who secretly manipulated the Wu clan also came.

Although they have always been unhappy about the battle for the deer, they saw that the status of the Wu clan was no worse than that of the human race, and they slowly let go of this matter. The title of the Dry Wilderness Witch Sect was also approved by them.

Ordinary people's weddings end in one day, but this wedding is different. Qianhuang felt that it had an extraordinary significance for the Wu clan and the human race, so the wedding was held for nine days and nine nights without stopping. Even he had been out and there with the guests from all walks of life, and he had never entered the cave room.

As the glass of wine entered his stomach, day by day slowly passed, and the confusion in Yang Fanhai's heart gradually calmed down.

As he used to think, it was just a man's possessiveness, not a so-called love. When things pass and calm down, it doesn't matter.

It wasn't until the ninth day that the wedding feast finally came to an end. Because I said before the banquet that you can't use true qi to resolve it, otherwise you won't be a real hero. The Wu clan, which has always been strong, will naturally not disobey, and for nine consecutive days, even if it is as physique as the Wu clan, it is still drunk one by one.

This so-called high hall finally doesn't have to be anymore, Yang Fanhai took a long breath, carried a pot of wine, and took Princess Jinglu to the highest peak of the camp on the southern line.

The cool breeze blows, and it feels very comfortable on the face.

Looking at Yang Fanhai, Princess Jinglu sighed slightly and said softly, "Can you stop it?"

Yang Fanhai also smiled slightly: "Why should I stop it, isn't this good?"

"Does the teacher really think so?"

Suddenly, someone laughed, and then saw that Qianhuang also jumped over with a pot of wine and landed in front of the two of them.

I didn't even notice this kid coming...... Yang Fanhai was a little surprised, but thinking that Qianhuang was called his disciple, what he learned was mostly the methods of the Yuyi clan, and he felt normal for a while.

After landing, Qianhuang looked at Princess Jinglu and said, "Sister Princess, I want to talk to the teacher alone, is it okay?"

"You can say it!" Princess Jinglu glanced at him, and walked away with lotus steps.

After Princess Jinglu walked away, Qianhuang looked at Yang Fanhai again.

The master and apprentice stared at each other for a moment, and then they spoke first.

"Teacher, in fact, my relationship with Jiufeng is fake!"