Chapter 427 Yun Rong was very perfunctory that year
The year the young man took the crown was also the time of the wedding banquet filled with new guests.
Thousands of feet of soft red, the lights of the Nanli Palace are as bright as day, the brocade curtains, red makeup all the way, and floating flowers, the wedding scene is so beautiful.
The young master Tianxi, who had already been crowned, took off his black and red Taoist robes and changed into a dazzling red robe. He bowed uprightly for three times. The newlyweds with phoenix crowns and robes beside him , Fang Geyu was so shocked that he could not recover for a long time.
It’s actually the fourth sword of Tianxi, Yun Rong? !
It turned out to be that Yun Rong who was obsessed with swords and didn't know what love was in the world? !
When did Yun Rong marry?
Fang Geyu was in great confusion.
Congratulations and congratulations were heard among the guests.
In such a joyful mood, no one noticed that under the falling lamp, the girl with her wings folded in her robe hid herself in the shadow of the backlight, as if she could merge with the darkness at any time.
She hid the cryptic thoughts that were boiling in her heart and suppressed her emotions.
Young witches eventually grow up. Demons have a very long lifespan. If they want to truly become adults, they must go through an extremely long period of infancy.
But her childhood was very short. It took other demons thousands of years to become adults, but she only spent a few decades.
Such a special change is not only because of her special bloodline, but also because... the witch has fallen in love with her mortal heart.
Fang Geyu could see that the witch wanted to grow up and walk side by side with him, but he could not see the hidden feelings for him in the witch's heart.
"Send him to the bridal chamber!" followed by a long voice from the master of ceremonies.
It was vaguely visible in the backlight that the witch's body staggered slightly, accidentally knocking down a glass cup.
The flames in the lamp licked the luxurious carpet, and the slight firelight made countless people look at her, and then they all showed expressions of indifference and disgust.
But for some reason, these righteous immortals who were shouting and killing the demons were very calm. They were not surprised by her arrival, and no one took action to subdue the demons.
She turned a blind eye to the eyes of these righteous people. In other words, from the moment she entered the Nanli Hall, her eyes had been fixed on him and no one else.
He was holding Yun Rongsu's hand and raised his gaze and saw the demon woman opposite the fire.
"Aluo is here." The calm young master Tianxi smiled with a smile on his lips. There was happiness in his eyes. He was born with a warm and gentle gaze, and he was not shy about his gentleness. The title penetrated directly into her heart.
But he didn't know anything...
His eyes and his voice were indeed imprisoning her, leaving her helpless and useless.
For a moment, Fang Geyu felt that the emotion reflected in the firelight in her eyes was a little crazy and dangerous.
That was deep jealousy and unwillingness towards Yun Rong.
"Aluo, come here." But under his expectant voice, she calmly rubbed the corners of her eyes to dissipate the emotion.
Then she stepped out of the shadow of the backlight gracefully. Her clothes were flying, and her brocade-like black hair was casually scattered behind her. The end was simply tied with a light knot with a red rope. Tail swaying.
A gust of mountain wind swept through the inner hall, carrying the heavy snow. Countless dead leaves fell outside the hall.
Under the attention of everyone, she tried her best to make her steps as brisk as possible without revealing any flaws.
"Today is Master's happy day, and I have come here to pay my respects. I wish Master and Master to have orchids flourish for thousands of years and to play music for hundreds of years. May this blessing be used as proof." The witch named Aluo bowed her head and bowed her head, which is rare in the world. With a voluptuous face, she knelt down and sipped her head seriously. It was hard to see the color on her face as she spoke sweet blessings in a sweet tone.
Fang Geyu secretly sighed that this young master of Tianxi was truly a god.
The demon clan, which is kept secret in the world, is despised and ostracized by all the monks. They are afraid that if they get closer, they will tarnish their reputation. But this person is lucky enough to be directly accepted as his disciple.
What a great skill. How did he convince his old father who was rigid and strict and valued his reputation.
After three rounds of drinking, the night was already deep.
The candlelight is bright, the newlyweds are in pairs, the dragon and phoenix red candles are shining high, and the golden nanmu wedding bed is surrounded by gauze curtains outlined with fine snow peonies hanging down.
The hazy figures of two newcomers are located among them.
Seeing this scene, Fang Geyu was inexplicably ashamed, secretly wondering whether she was involved in this eternal memory, and she had to watch the Fourth Sword of Tianxi and her young master have an affair with Duke Zhou. Isn’t it a good etiquette?
She was extremely angry, but she didn’t know how to get rid of the scene in front of her.
I could only watch helplessly as the young master behind the bed curtain lifted the hijab for his wife, and then, with great care and gentleness, he personally untied the complicated phoenix crown step by step for her, wore a red hairpin on her head, and embroidered shoes and coat.
As expected, under the red hijab, there is a bright face, with water-cut eyes and a faint smile. The eyebrows are slightly raised, lazy and frivolous, which is her usual style.
Even on the wedding night, there is no shyness and joy that a woman should have.
What's even more outrageous is that there are several sword scriptures pressed under her buttocks. She didn't hide them when she took off her coat, and her husband took a real look at them.
Looking at this, could it be that after taking care of her husband in the first half of the night, she would read by candlelight in the second half of the night and concentrate on studying the art of swordsmanship?
It’s already the wedding night, can you please stop being so perfunctory?
On the contrary, her husband is really a good-tempered man and does not show any anger at all.
Seeing those sword scriptures, his handsome eyebrows moved slightly, and he said with joy: "Sword of Thousand Miles of Flowers? Sword of Chaotic Cloak? There is also the Southern Ten Swords with Green Characters? Where did Senior Sister Yunrong collect these from? There's a good thing here, let me take a look."
Fang Geyu felt a toothache when he heard it. Could it be that Young Master Tianxi has a lump on his head?
Yun Rong was also startled, looking a little surprised, and then looked at him with half-smiling eyes for a long time. Seeing that his face did not look fake, he generously took out the sword tactics. .
So on their wedding night, this couple, the most unique couple in the Tianxi Sword Sect, spent most of the night discussing the art of swordsmanship.
The groom didn't even take off his official attire, he was wearing it neatly. He was really more of a gentleman than a gentleman.
With such a silly look, Fang Geyu suddenly felt that he looked a bit like a person.
Both of them are swordsman geniuses. It can be seen that although Yun Rong has no affection for this husband, he is also satisfied with the fact that he can have many topics with her on the subject of swordsmanship.
Fang Geyu even had the illusion that Yun Rong might have regarded him as a living sword and simply married him.
When the sky dawned, even though Yun Rong was thick-skinned, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed because he had failed to fulfill his wife's duties.
She quietly glanced at the neatly stacked red brocade quilts on the Hongluan wedding couch, as well as the soft and flat snow-white kerchiefs on the bed.
I then looked at the slight greenness in my husband’s eyes because he had not slept all night, and couldn’t help but feel a little funny, and said: “Junior brother, it takes a lot of energy to learn the way of swordsmanship. It’s okay to work hard on weekdays. , Today is the day you and I get married, so it’s better to go to bed early.”
Although it’s not early at all.
Beibei put it here today, Yun Rong is the heroine, ho ho ho! There is no room for refutation! ! !
(End of this chapter)