The twilight is closing, and the destination is still far away.
I am used to traveling day and night, but this is the first time I am running so desperately. Shen Yuqing tried his best to follow Wei Moyan, not daring to relax the reins in his hands. Along the road, he was the only one left among the seven people who set out. With him on the left and right, others could not resist driving at this speed and fell far behind.
He didn't know whether he was going to Jiannan to bring back Hongxian or to kill each other again. For him, the only goal was to follow the pavilion master and complete every task and order.
If half of this loyalty could be given to Hong Xian, the Pavilion Master would not be so troubled.
The not-so-wide post road was occupied by a team, and the two-horse chariot in the middle were undoubtedly from relatives of the emperor. Shen Yuqing hesitated slightly, but Wei Moyan's speed did not slow down at all, and he went straight through the crowd, leaving nothing behind. The whole place was in chaos with people on their backs.
Why work so hard? Shen Yuqing sighed, and after a short period of hesitation, he finally lost track of the person.
"Wei Moyan?" A girl in red walked out of the carriage that was hit and stopped suddenly, muttering to herself in the direction where the men and horses were leaving. Shen Yuqing took a closer look and saw that the girl who had come to the pavilion to make a big fuss before had almost caused harm. Princess Anping, whose master lost her life.
The moment he turned around, Lian Shi also saw him, his anxious eyes suddenly became brighter, and he quickly walked to the horse: "Um, are you also going to Wanqi Mansion?"
"So what?" Shen Yuqing hated domineering women, so she answered coldly and hard.
"That's good. I also want to go to Wanqi Mansion, but I can't catch up with the speed of the carriage, and he can't move around." Lian Shi said and opened the carriage door curtain. Lying on the bench with a pale face, there were several missing people. Cheng Xiaobai, the youngest son of the Cheng family in Japan and Hongxian’s biological brother.
"Master Cheng?"
Lian Shi nodded hurriedly: "He is very ill and still insists on going. I can't stop him, and there is no one with particularly good equestrian skills around him. Even if I ask you to do so, take him to Wanqi Mansion as soon as possible. He My body can’t hold on for long.”
Hongxian left and turned against each other, all because of Wuchen Master Cheng Xiaobai. Shen Yuqing naturally understood the importance of the matter. Without saying a word, he picked up the nearly unconscious man and put him on the horse. He held the reins with one hand and pressed his hand on Cheng Xiaobai's thin back. He slowly regained his breath. Within a moment, the extremely weak young man finally woke up, still chanting the word "sister" to himself.
"There is no need to worry about his life, but I can only let him regain his consciousness temporarily. You follow me and don't fall behind. I will no longer care about him when we get to Wanqi Mansion."
Lian Shi was so excited that he accepted the offer. Regardless of his identity, he grabbed the guard's horse and jumped up, following closely behind Shen Yuqing and galloping westward.
————————————————————————————Wanqi Mansion couldn’t tell whether it was lively or deserted. The bustling crowd had nowhere to stand, but it was so quiet that it was heartbreaking. Get chilly.
This wedding shocked Kyushu, and many people came. Xi Po, who was invited temporarily, had never seen such a big scene before, and she even stuttered when she spoke.
"Ji, the auspicious time has arrived, it's time to worship heaven and earth."
Looking at the blocked doorway, Wanqi Haoyue pondered.
Is Wei Moyan really not going to stop him? Once tonight is over, she will have nothing to do with him anymore.
Faintly, she actually expected him not to come. Rather than family feuds and old grievances, what Wan Qi Haoyue wanted more was peace for a hundred years, wearing plain clothes, a smile, and being far away from the dust and mist with the one she loved. , waiting silently for the next life.
"Groom, it's time to worship heaven and earth." Xi Po reminded in a trembling voice.
Wanqi Haoyue nodded, turned around and raised his hand, his palm lying quietly in front of Xia Qingluan.
What's wrong with the world? All I want is to be together and grow old together, and have no regrets for three lifetimes.
The indifferent woman in red took a deep breath, closed her eyes and let go of all the strength in her body. If she holds hands, her life will be entrusted to him and there is no possibility of changing it. Whoever she once stood side by side with a soldier and a sword for thousands of miles will become an unforgettable memory.
The past is wiped out.
This is the end of my life as Hongxian.
The bride's brief hesitation caused a commotion in the crowd. Many people speculated whether this cold woman who had dominated the world with the master of Poyue Pavilion for more than a year would suddenly regret it and return to Wei Moyan's side to jointly dominate the martial arts world?
There are different opinions.
But Wanqi Haoyue just stubbornly held out her palms and waited for a reply. He knew that she would not refuse and could not refuse.
Taking advantage of others' danger, he understood how despicable he was, but only in this way could he keep her worry-free in this life and stay away from sinking. If she hates it, then hate it. The rest of her life will be enough to heal that scar, and she has entered the world of love anyway.
The sea, there was no possibility for him to escape.
Finally, Bai Xiu's plain hand, with tiny scars faintly visible, fell into his palm, cold and soft.
Hold it tightly and never allow her to escape forever.
The red light hung high, the heat was shining, Xi Po smiled brightly and shouted loudly: "Bow down to heaven and earth——"
Before he could bow, the fierce horse neighed and broke through the crowd, and everyone turned around.
Still here.
Wanqi Haoyue didn't turn around, and the strong chill that came through the layers of air had already revealed who it was, so I had to sigh, it was a good time and a coincidence.
The palm of her hand trembled slightly, and the hand she had just held firmly broke away violently and uneasily. This was a subconscious and not intentional reaction - she didn't want that person to see it.
Sure enough, she still missed him in her heart.
Her fingers passed through the low blue silk, and the white gauze covering Tian Jie's face fell quietly. Her skin was as white as snow, and her lips were as pale as pearls. How many people admired her stunning appearance, and he was no exception, but what attracted him most was that
She felt a warm feeling, she frowned, she raised her finger, and countless elegance was subverted.
Just in front of everyone, in front of that person, let your long-held expectations become a reality.
Wei Moyan, can you bear this blow?
The white gauze fell to the ground, and someone's eyes were as angry as fire. Xia Qingluan was so flustered that she forgot where she was and what she was doing for a moment. She just wanted to turn around and take a look at that person. His back was so cold, every inch of it was eroding his bones.
The longing for me has already become a disease, and I am afraid that in a blink of an eye, the present, past, and next life will be separated forever.
"Don't look back." In panic, Xia Qingluan heard a low sound in her ears.
The remaining medicinal power in her body left her unable to exert her strength. Facing Wanqi Haoyue, who was not familiar with martial arts, she still could not break away. From the corner of her eye, she saw the crowd retreating from the road automatically, and the familiar Xuan Leng figure gradually approached, with a chill in her eyes.
With murderous intent.
It's like there's a tear in the chest.
Since we have already decided against each other, why should we appear in front of her again?
The newlyweds facing each other deliberately did not look at that figure. Xia Qingluan, who was obviously trying his best to endure, wanted to bow to him and end this farce as soon as possible, but his cheeks and ears were gently caressed by warm hands.
The emotion in the eyes is so familiar, fiery, persistent, and devastating, and the lips are so close that you can lift your nose and breathe.
Give up everything and close your eyes, waiting for the final kiss to come and stamp the seal of returning to dust and dust.
If you don't cherish each other, it's better to forget each other.