Indra was riding a horse in front of him. Today is his wedding day. Logically, he should like it more, but for some reason, when he saw this sedan chair and saw the flowers along the way, he felt a little dazzling.

I felt a little nervous, as if something big would change his life...

He also calculated with his fingers, but I don’t know if it was because he was too tired or too confused recently, so he couldn’t figure it out!

I couldn't help but think of Luo Qingyu again, and the fragments of acquaintance with her flashed in front of me from time to time—

Her entanglement with him in the garden, she sang sadly in the land of Manzhushahua in the underworld, her dependence on him in the city of resentful spirits, her desperate eyes and the tears that slowly shed...

And her indifference these days—

In the last two days, she was able to get out of bed and move, but she was still dying and lay in bed all day.

Although he also visited her from time to time, she never said a word to him again.

She seemed to have completely closed herself and refused to anyone to get close to her...

What is she doing now?

Are you still lying down and ignoring anyone?

Suddenly he had an irresistible desire to see her—or know her current situation—

This thought burned him like a fire. He couldn't help but take out a sound transmission note and whispered: "What is she doing?"

The other end of the notes is a servant boy, a servant boy who has been serving Luo Qingyu: "Report to Emperor, Miss Qinglan is still resting."

Indra was slightly relieved. She shouldn't have hurt so much today, right?

I was suddenly shocked!

When did I care so much about a little fairy?!

Is it just because of guilt?

He suddenly became a little confused. He could not be - he was really moved by a little fairy, right?!

Didn’t I completely cherish her talent?

A complicated mood suddenly appeared in his heart.

...

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The drums and music at the entrance of the Heavenly Palace are noisy, and the colorful lights condensed by various magic powers shine in the sky from time to time, making it more lively than setting off fireworks on earth.

When the emperor's son got married, the immortals from the three mountains and five mountains, and the eight islands of Jiuzhou and Eight come to join in the fun. At first glance, all kinds of auspicious lights lingered in them.

When the sedan chair arrived, the whole square was cheering lively.

Indra glanced at the crowd around him, and the strange feeling of discomfort in his heart became heavier. He felt that this scene looked familiar...

When the sedan chair landed, he would reach out with one hand to help the bride get out of the sedan chair.

But when he reached out his hand, the moment Yan Chi helped him up, a similar scene flashed through his mind—

A soft little hand held his sedan chair and walked closely with his ten fingers towards Xitang...

He was suddenly shocked and suddenly retracted his hand!

Yan Chi just held his hand and bent down to stand up. He was about to get out of the sedan chair, but he never expected that he would suddenly withdraw. He immediately helped one of them to stand up unsteadily and rolled out of the sedan chair!

A back-planted onion pounced on the ground...

No one expected that such a scene, the sound of cheering seemed to be stuck there.

In this moment, the huge square could almost hear a needle falling to the ground!

Yan Chi was stunned too!

She lay there, her mind buzzing, and she didn't know how to react for a moment.

Fortunately, the maids on both sides saw that the situation was not good, so they hurriedly helped her up.

Her fall was very embarrassed, and the noble phoenix crown on her head rolled down and fell to the side.
Chapter completed!