Marshal Jing Yi, the youngest commander of the three armed forces in history, has a terrible reputation in all walks of life. When Duan Moyan heard these words spoken by his own ears, Duan Moyan's first reaction was that he was deaf.

She closed her mouth, threw the unrealistic fantasy out of her mind, and coughed lightly: "Marshal, I can already feel your determination to serve the country loyally!"

Jing Yi:……

His handsome brows furrowed slightly, and a pair of ice-blue eyes locked on hers, revealing an emotion of confusion. However, before he could say anything else, Duan Moyan coughed and walked forward first.

The two of them kept walking in tandem like this. Duan Moyan counted the stone bricks on the ground and saw the shadows of the people behind him cast diagonally at his feet. Then he thought about the behavior of passers-by who were afraid to avoid them, and couldn't help but feel a little agitated.

funny.

Until he returned to the dormitory, Jing Yi remained silent. He looked deeply at Duan Moyan, looked at the slightly awkward housekeepers and attendants behind her, turned around, and strode away.

Ms. Reina wiped the thin sweat from her hair: "Master Jing, why is it that this is the one who is sending you back today?"

Duan Moyan took the towel she handed over, wiped his face and hands, and said casually: "It was probably arranged by the council."

"How is that possible?" Reina shook her head, "This is one of the highest-ranking marshals in the military. He is a person who cannot be invited. The parliament does not have such great power to ask him to do such trivial matters. Even if he is the head of state,

Nor can they be dispatched arbitrarily."

Duan Moyan paused and tapped her finger on the table. So, Jing Yi came here on her own initiative?

The disbelief on the girl's face was too obvious. Reina glanced at her lightly, lowered her voice and said: "In ancient families like the Jing family and the Bai family, every heir is strictly taught the words and deeds. They don't know what to do."

He made false promises or acted aimlessly, Master Jing, did he say anything special?"

Duan Moyan carefully recalled what he said: For your sharp blade, just by driving...

The order issued by the federal state government is that a dedicated person must escort the purifiers back to the dormitory every day, and those who come to pick up and drop off need to register separately, and not just anyone can pick them up.

Since different people come to pick her up from school every day, and each one has a completely different style of painting, Duan Moyan is a little bit confused. It happened that the Parliamentary College recently opened a special course to improve the purification value, and she is under a lot of pressure to study.

She was gradually balding, so she fell asleep after washing herself in bed at night.

The night was like water, the moon and stars were sparse, and Duan Moyan, who had fallen into the soft bed, felt that she had entered a state of half-dream and half-awake. But she had just caught the sleepy bug when the window suddenly lit up, and the dazzling sunlight swept away all the darkness. She frowned and pulled

Cover your head with a quilt.

But after two seconds, the quilt was lifted by someone with great force, without mercy.

"Put on your clothes, the time is almost up." The voice was low and magnetic, as if that of a young man.

——When did Ms. Reina's voice become like this? Duan Moyan closed her eyes and thought wildly.

The next second, "Do you need me to hold you up?" the voice said again.

Duan Moyan opened his eyes suddenly and jumped up from the bed like a firecracker.

The person standing in front of her was none other than the federal marshal who sent her back to her dormitory in the evening - General Jing Yi.

But at this moment, he appeared in her boudoir, standing at the head of the bed, and the distance between them was so close that they were only a dozen centimeters apart.

Duan Moyan subconsciously tightened the quilt to cover her pink pajamas: w(Д)w

Jing Yi turned a blind eye to this. He lowered his head and looked at the time on the terminal: "You still have ten minutes to hesitate and be in a daze. I hope you can finish washing on time. We don't have time to have breakfast."

Duan Moyan took a deep breath, was this really a dream? She shouldn't be dreaming about sex!

Jing Yi seems to be different today than usual. He is not wearing the dark military uniform that has remained unchanged for thousands of years. Instead, he is wearing a close-fitting dark blue tuxedo, a gorgeous silk shirt, and an expensive diamond-encrusted gold chain pocket watch on the button.

The buckles are all sapphire.

You would never see this kind of attire in ordinary times, and coupled with his pair of aquamarine eyes, which complement his fair skin, he is as handsome as the ancestor of vampires. Everyone has a love for beauty, and Duan Moyan can't help but look at it more

A few glances.

Jing Yi noticed her gaze and tilted his head slightly: "Do you want me to help you put it on?"

Duan Moyan: "...No need!! But please get out immediately!!"

After washing up and changing clothes in the room, Duan Moyan made full mental preparations and walked out of the room. There was already a luxury motorcade waiting in the courtyard.

The evolution of this dream was simply unbelievable. She looked carefully at Jing Yi beside her: "Where are we going in such a hurry?"

He lowered his head and looked at her with a suspicious expression: "Go to the wedding hall."

Get married, easy to talk about, wait a minute, get married...

Duan Moyan:!!!

Probably because he was pleased by the shocked expression on her face, Jing Yi showed a rare smile and curled his lips: "If I didn't know that you are deeply affectionate for me, I would have doubted whether you wanted to

I’m going to regret my marriage.”

Duan Moyan:......

She coughed and covered her face. When he said such disgusting words with such an expression, no normal person would be able to bear it.

Fortunately, General Jing had no intention of continuing to show affection in public. He opened the car door for her like a gentleman: "Get in the car."

Duan Moyan got into the car from under his arm, but when she sat down and turned around, she found that the person waiting next to her was no longer that person.

Joyce was wearing a well-made jet black dress and sitting on the other side of the carriage, as if he had been waiting for a long time. When he saw her coming in, his tone was slightly dissatisfied.

"Why are you here? I know you dressed up carefully to see me, but you can't be late for the wedding ceremony." There was a hint of sweetness in the dissatisfaction.

It was obvious that he had changed into a real person, but the driver and the accompanying bodyguard all had expressions of "You can't see me."

Duan Moyan: My imagination has become so rich?! How can I be so powerful? How dare I dream of two people at once?!

With this self-denial mentality along the way, Duan Moyan was taken to a mysterious area. The car was quiet all the time. When the car came to a complete stop and the driver came to open the door, Joyce suddenly came over and held her hand.

.

His body temperature was so high that Duan Moyan felt like he was being burned, as if he was holding a little sun.

Before she could take a closer look at where this place was, Joyce had already pushed her into the room eagerly: "Hurry, the makeup artist is already waiting for you inside."

After saying that, a bunch of people swarmed up to her. It was only then that Duan Moyan was sure that this was indeed a dream, because even the appearance of these people was blurry, with labels like "makeup artist" and "stylist" written on their faces.

It can be seen that I have been exhausted mentally and physically to create this spring/dream.

The process of putting on makeup and choosing clothes was like pressing the fast forward button. Duan Moyan felt her eyes closing and opening. She had already put on a beautiful and complicated snow-white wedding dress and stood in front of the full-length mirror, while the waiter slowly opened the curtains.

, Joyce stood behind her, saw her, and showed a surprised expression.

Then, his hair suddenly exploded.

The tall man walked up to her with a blushing face, took out a delicately crafted corsage from his pocket, reached over with trembling hands to help her put it on. Duan Moyan lowered his eyes and found that he

There is also one on the chest, and the corsage is a pair.

After putting it on, Joyce took back her hand, let out a sigh of contentment, blushed and praised: "My dear, you are so beautiful today."

Duan Moyan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, as if she was really going to marry him soon.

At this time, the make-up artist beside him spoke: "The bride and groom should hurry up and enter the auditorium. The wedding is about to start."

"Oh, okay." She had fully assumed the role at this time, holding up her skirt and taking two steps toward the glass door. When she found that the person behind her had not followed, Duan Moyan couldn't help but turn around, "Come quickly."

It's just that this dream seemed to be deliberately joking with her, and the man standing behind him changed into another person in an instant.

Bai Yixing was wearing a pure white tuxedo. He stood at the back and looked at her quietly with eyes admiring works of art. He had dressed up specially today. His long blond hair was neatly combed. The white dress suit made him look gorgeous.

God's most outstanding angel.

Duan Moyan looked a little embarrassed while holding the hem of her wedding dress: "Um, Speaker Bai..."

Bai Yixing finally couldn't hold back his laughter and walked towards her: "Darling, you should call me by my name."

The shocking effect of this Daring was so amazing that Duan Moyan's whole body felt sore and weak. Her lips twitched for a long time before she remembered to continue the plot: "Yi, Xing?"

The man behind him smiled instantly, and his light blue eyes were filled with joy, making those beautiful eyes look like gems.

"Come on Darling, let's go in."

The next second, he was thoughtfully holding her shoulders, holding the fluffy skirt with his other hand, supporting her with his whole body, as if he was pulling a precious rag doll, bringing her into the wedding little by little.

palace.

It was the first time that Duan Moyan was so intimate with a man in this situation/identity/occasion. After all, it was also the first time in her life that she was getting married. She was so nervous that she gripped the corners of her skirt and stared at the toes of her shoes.

They walked through the lush lawn and passed the courtyard planted with big red roses. The pink balloon door and the buffet table were ready. Guests came in droves, chatting and laughing.

"Don't worry. Although there are many guests, you don't have to meet them all. As a great purifier and my wife, you just need to accept the blessing." Bai Yixing smiled and turned to look at her, his hands seemed to be infused with magic.

, leading Duan Moyan through the crowd and walking to the stage.

Finally, Bai Yixing put a bouquet of crystal roses into her hand and asked in a low voice: "Darling, will you marry me?" The man like a god stood on the stage and stretched out his hand to her. This scene

It was so beautiful that Duan Moyan couldn't help lowering her head and taking a deep breath. She secretly decided to finish her dream and wake up quickly. She stretched out her hand——

——But the next moment, her hand was held, but it didn't feel the same. The other party used force to pull her to him in an instant, and held her tightly in his arms.

With this strength, Duan Moyan raised his head and saw the broad shoulders and strong chest of the man opposite him through the translucent veil. He was wearing a black dress with gold patterns, and the scarf on his chest was dotted with huge yellow stones. Under the sunlight,

The bottom is as breathtaking as the eyes of an animal.

The wedding ceremony has already begun.

"...Groom, are you willing to regard her as your partner and only lover in life. Cherish your friendship and love her, now, in the future, and forever. Trust her, respect her, and laugh with her.

Weep together and love her faithfully."

As the priest spoke eloquently, Duan Moyan subconsciously looked at Pei Ji's face. His deep eyes looked directly at her, and then he slowly came closer. The two of them were close to each other, and the surging heat from his body was quickly transferred to her.

, and because the wedding dress she wore was a tube top, the heat radiated from the area where Pei Ji held her arm gradually spread throughout her body.

"...Are you willing to marry this young lady?"

The priest's voice gradually died down, and Pei Ji continued.

"I will, no matter what life prepares me to face, I will always be here to protect you. Just as I stretched out my hand for you to hold, I will give my life to you. So please help me, my master,

My god." Pei Ji held her hand and put it to his lips, "No matter good times or bad times, rich or poor, healthy or sick, happy or sad, I will always love you and cherish you until

Death separates us."

At this moment, Duan Moyan had to admit that she felt like her heart had been hit hard.

The sun spread down, and the downpour of warm sunshine drenched her. She heard the priest say, "Now you can kiss the bride."

The dream was still awake at this point, and Duan Moyan became a little anxious. She stretched out her hand to press against Pei Ji's chest, but he held it with his backhand. She watched as he leaned down little by little, and then he lifted her up.

The veil and the handsome face are getting closer and closer, just when the thin lips are so close.

"Let go!"

A loud shout pulled Duan Moyan back from his wandering mind.

Her first reaction was: Is there a fifth one??? There shouldn’t be!!!

Duan Moyan turned around in surprise and saw that the three grooms who had just disappeared suddenly stood under the ceremonial stage, glaring at Pei Ji. They seemed not to be surprised by each other's appearance, and their only wish was to fight for the only one.

Just the bride.

"You are not worthy of marrying her, let her go." Jing Yi said coldly.

Pei Ji put his arm around her shoulders and smiled: "You said I'm not worthy, but you are?"

"It's me she loves deeply in her heart." Joyce shouted.

"Everyone knows that Darling is committed to me." Bai Yixing said slowly.

The four people all turned to stare at her and said in unison: "Mo Yan, who do you choose?"

The toolmen and guests below were all looking at her, and Duan Moyan realized that in addition to everyone from District 12, there were also Nan Mu and Lidya, and even the Yuan Capital below. They were looking at her expectantly.

, by this time this absurd wedding completely collapsed.

Dawn breaks.

Duan Moyan was sweating profusely, waving his hands and sitting up suddenly: "I don't choose, I don't choose, I don't choose, I don't choose!!"

Ms. Reina stood at the head of the bed with a sly look on her face: "Master Jingzhu, I'm just asking you whether you want Chinese or Western breakfast. You don't have to choose. We can have both."

Duan Moyan was stunned when he heard this, let out a long sigh of relief, leaned back and lay back on the bed with a bang: "Eat all, eat well..."

"Are you okay?" Reina came over and asked worriedly, "Do I need to call the medical staff for you?"
Chapter completed!