"You will harm her!" Yan He's voice was stern and his eyes were fierce.

"No." Jun Mingye answered firmly, his eyes firmly, "I, Jun Mingye, may harm anyone, but I will not hurt her!"

Yan He was stunned for a moment. When he wanted to speak again, the restriction suddenly fluctuated, and the next second Su Jinyue stepped out.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw two big men standing face to face, looking confronting each other. Su Jinyue tilted her head and a question mark slowly appeared above her head.

What happened to these two when she was away?

Jun Mingye turned to face her, first looked up and down, but after not seeing any problems, he felt relieved and called out softly: "Xiao Yue'er."

Su Jinyue responded and walked to him and stood still.

Yan He also reacted at this time and asked anxiously: "Sister junior sister, what have you discovered?"

Before Su Jinyue could answer, Qilin, who came out, spoke up in anger, said, "I found a box, but I don't know how to open it."

Jun Mingye and Yan He's eyes all fell on Su Jinyue.

Su Jinyue took out the wooden box and said helplessly: "I didn't find the key, I don't know how to open it."

Yan He picked it up and looked over and over again, but there was no gap. He couldn't help but be surprised, "Even if there is a key, I don't know where to insert it from?"

Jun Mingye also took it in his hand and studied it, but still found nothing.

Su Jinyue took the wooden box from him, threw it into the space, and said lightly: "I'll talk about it when I find the key. Let's go to find Xingchen and the others first. We have to see where the prophet lives."

Yanhe nodded and agreed.

Several people walked towards the villa.

Lu Shangyanhe asked curiously what the seventh floor looked like, and he had never been there before.

Qilin said that it was Fei Yan's boudoir, with all the furniture inside, exquisite decorations and elegant styles. At first glance, it was carefully designed and lived in for a long time.

Yan He suddenly realized that no wonder he didn't let outsiders go in. It turned out that it was Master Fei Yan's residence, and it was really difficult for others to enter without authorization.

Several people quickly returned to the meeting place.

The door was still open, Feng Xingchen and Xiao Shui'er were still sitting in their original positions, with tea and refreshments on the table, each holding a book in his hands. The atmosphere was harmonious, and the sunlight shone in from outside the window, illuminating the room particularly brightly. It seemed that a layer of light yellow halo was crossed on both sides, adding a bit of hazy beauty, which made people a little confused for a moment.

Seeing the movement behind him, Feng Xingchen put down the book and turned his head. Seeing them coming back, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and his voice was still as gentle as ever, neither anxious nor impatient, "Here I'm back."

Su Jinyue took the lead in crossing the threshold and entered the house. After hearing this, she nodded, "I'm back."

Then Jun Mingye and the other two came in.

Feng Xingchen's eyebrows and eyes bent slightly, and he said warmly: "Can you gain something?"

Su Jinyue took out the wooden box and showed it to him, "Here, that's it, but I don't know how to open it."

Feng Xingchen took it, and Xiao Shui'er also put down the book and looked up.

After some exploration, the two finally confirmed that they didn't know how to open it.

Su Jinyue was a little helpless. What was the thing her mother left for her? Could she do something simple and direct?

"What are your plans next?" Feng Xingchen asked.

Su Jinyue turned her head and looked at Xiao Shui'er and said slowly: "We want to go to the Prophet's residence to see. Can Shui'er be willing to take us there?"

When Xiao Shui'er heard this, she stood up and said in a low voice: "Yes, follow me."

Simple and straightforward, just leave.

Su Jinyue was stunned for a moment and quickly followed. Feng Xingchen also followed this time, saying that it was related to the survival of his elves, so of course he had to follow him all the time.

The few people were led by Xiao Shui'er and soon came to a house.

Xiao Shui'er stopped and turned to look at the few people, "It's this."

Several people looked up.

This is a not-so-large courtyard, but it is extremely exquisite. A red apricot in the courtyard poked out from the top of the wall. The white walls and green tiles blocked the scenery inside, but the complex carvings on the corners of the eaves can be seen vaguely.

"The Prophet lives very well." Qilin twitched twice.

Along the way, there are many houses on both sides, but the style is simple, and rarely is as carefully designed and constructed as in front of you.

"He is a prophet after all." Xiao Shui'er said lightly and crossed the door.

A group of people followed closely behind.

Xiao Shui'er led them through the flowerbed and grass, and walked straight towards a room.

The door opened with a creaking sound.

Su Jinyue realized something was wrong the moment she stepped in. When she looked back, she saw that there were Jun Mingye and others.

Looking back, the house in front of her was no longer there, but instead changed into a magnificent palace, crowded with people, everyone wearing festive clothes and festive smiles on her face. What surprised her even more was that this palace was full of red silk hanging everywhere, with lights and colorful colors, and a huge character "四" on the high hall, all of which were like a happy hall!

Fantasy!

This is Su Jinyue’s first idea.

What followed was, what was this? Who was going to get married with whom? Why was this scene like this? What did the Prophet want to show her?

Su Jinyue looked down at herself. She was in the same coarse linen clothes as the maids around her.

She felt suspicious and found a corner, leaned quietly against a pillar that was embraced by three people, and hid in this undiscovered shadow waiting to see the follow-up.

"Today, Jun Shang and Miss Lian got married. What a great joy!"

A low voice of the maid was heard in his ears.

Su Jinyue's eyes were slightly condensed, and she pricked up her ears and continued to listen.

"Our demon clan finally has a queen! It's a happy congratulation!"

"Your Majesty is such a splendid person, I didn't expect that he would have a day of moving to the world!"

"Miss Lian is not bad either, right? She is gentle and virtuous, and has a beautiful appearance. Standing with our Lord, it is also a pair of people made of heaven and earth!"

"Yes, yes, with the favor of the emperor, Miss Lian will definitely be very happy in the future!"

"Stop talking, stop talking! Let's go to work quickly! Today is a big happy day, so we can't ruin big things because of our slander!"

"Go and go to work!"

...

The discussion gradually faded away, and this corner became quiet again.

Su Jinyue thought about what they said just now and summed up a message that the Demon Lord wanted to marry a wife named Miss Lian.

Who is this demon king?

Su Jinyue's eyes slid, and she was a little curious about the demon king.

The main reason is that she doesn't know what the prophet's meaning is to create this illusion, and would she let her witness others' marriage?

Intuition told her that it was not that simple, but for a while she couldn't think of something, so she could only wait and see what happened.

"Auspicious time is here, please go to the queen to enter!"

A loud and sharp voice suddenly rang out.

Su Jinyue looked up and saw from her perspective that two figures came from outside the open palace gate.

Everyone knelt down and shouted respectfully: "Congratulations to you, congratulations to the king! Long live the lord! Thousand years old of the queen!"

Su Jinyue's head blew, and she felt that she could not hear anything. She stared blankly at the door of Minghuang Hall. The tall and tall figure was not Jun Mingye, who wasn't it?

On a crimson wedding robe, there were dragon cloud patterns embroidered with golden threads. The face that was enough to amazed the world was plain. Below the carefully crafted sword eyebrows were a pair of phoenix eyes that did not contain any emotion, and under the straight nose, there were thin lips.

Su Jinyue's eyes moved and landed on the beautiful figure beside him. Her face suddenly turned pale and she couldn't help but take two steps back.

Wearing a phoenix crown on the head, a red robe with a red coat, a red collar with a necklace, a demonic mirror with a chest, a shiny cloak with a shoulder, a red dress, a red pants, and a red satin embroidered shoes on the bottom, a charming and red dress, a red dress, a red dress, a joyful look.

But it's not her!

But a strange woman!

Her face covered with a square scarf, and she couldn't see her appearance clearly, but just from her delicate eyebrows, she could tell that she must have a extraordinary appearance and a great appearance.

But she is a woman she has never seen before!

Who is it?

who is she?

Why did he get married to Jun Mingye?

Why did Jun Mingye marry her?

Su Jinyue's mind is now in chaos and her mind is blank. Her eyes and mind are full of the extremely familiar and majestic body and the dazzling red.

She finally understood what Jun Mingye felt when he saw her standing beside Feng Xingchen in a wedding dress.

It hurts, it hurts so much!

I feel so distressed that I can't breathe!

A kind of depressing suffocation almost submerged her!
To be continued...