Lanling custom is to get married at night, have a banquet with guests before sunset, and when the evening drum sounds, the newlyweds come out hand in hand to worship heaven and earth.
Today's wedding is different.
The groom had already appeared when the sky was dim. He was not wearing wedding clothes, but still wearing the black attire he usually wore. The gold silk dragon embroidery on the cuffs was tightly closed, and the majestic feeling was totally inconsistent with the celebration around him.
Everyone who came to congratulate her had a look of confusion. If she regrets her marriage today, it would be the third time that Wei Moyan, the leader of the martial arts alliance, had fooled the public. Twice with Hongxian and once with Zixiu, which would be unjustifiable.
"What do you mean?" The elegant man with a frown on his face jumped onto the white jade stone platform, his tone of accusation unconcealed.
Wei Moyan didn't answer, but walked around him and walked in front of everyone, his brows looking cold and ruthless.
"The wedding is cancelled, please come back."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar. As the leader of the martial arts alliance, he was the laughing stock of the world for repeatedly breaking his promises. Apart from him, the one who was slandered behind the laughter was also the leader of Ziwei Hall, Zixiu, who was obviously abandoned.
When Hongxian and Wanqi Haoyue, the son of Yetan, got married in Jiannan, it was Wei Moyan who led people to break in and interrupted the wedding. Although it became a catastrophe for the martial arts people, they also learned from the survivors that they were amazing and talented.
The person that the handsome and ruthless Pavilion Master of Poyue Pavilion fell in love with was Hongxian, and the world later deified the two of them as dragons and phoenixes among men. Who would have thought that the groom, who was alone on the wedding day, would now repeat the past, but
This time it was the bride who was abandoned.
What is the love-hate entanglement between these three people? Who is the mysterious man who suddenly appears during the day? Why has the auspicious moment arrived, but the world-famous dragon and phoenix singing together has become an empty talk?
Countless questions scratch people's minds, but no one can answer them, let alone ask.
"It's a long journey to southern Xinjiang. I've sent letters to various inns to prepare horses that are thousands of miles away, enough to transfer trains in several days." Outside the crowd, an enchanting man in rich attire led a bay-red horse and smiled like a jade, "Arrange the pavilion.
After finishing the affairs, I will go there with Pavilion Master Shao Bi and others. Before that, please make sure that Pavilion Master is alive."
Only those on the outside can see clearly what King Leng Su wants after having unlimited power.
The indifferent figure like thick ink just moved, and the harsh whine cut through the noise. There is no knife or sword, but it is a hundred times sharper than the blade. It is the white bamboo flute that pipes the quiet and sad sound and infinite reverie of Zeng Ren, pointing directly at several hours.
The solid chest that was pierced by a sharp blade just before.
"Don't leave! You promised me to marry her and stay with her until the end." This false marriage that you have endured for so many years for the sake of that graceful and gentle woman, whether it is your life or your dignity, and you have left behind everything you wanted, will never happen.
Her heart is broken and she is in a coffin.
No one has ever seen such an angry Hua Yu. Even though she is elegant and elegant, the murderous look in her eyes makes people shudder.
However, the person facing him still had no expression at all, and was as cold as iron.
"The only person who can be my wife is Xia Qingluan." She brushed shoulders calmly, her handsome face tilted slightly, and she whispered calmly, "Hua Yu, the one who can make her feel at ease is you, not me."
Over the long years, he has never given that purple-clad woman any peace of mind and satisfaction, even though she never asked for anything and never asked, and he knew in his heart that he owed something besides a meaningless marriage, but he couldn't give it to her.
, only Huayu who keeps looking at her can.
Xuan Shang, who was as light as ink stains, jumped on the horse and flew away, leaving no trace of attachment. The people who were attached to each other, missing each other and thinking about each other, have long been crushed into pieces in the past that cannot be recalled.
Before the song ends, the people have dispersed, to the ends of the earth, to the corners of the world, in the world of mortals, I knew I would have no one to accompany me.
"Palace Master Huayu, how... should you tell Master Zixiu?"
"No need to tell her." Looking back, there was no figure of the woman looking around in the Zhu Pavilion. She simply... didn't have the strength to stand up again.
After putting away the flute, the restrained and quiet face had returned, and Ning He, who was almost dead in his spare time, said: "Go and get the pavilion master's wedding clothes, and the wedding will continue."
Even if everyone in the world died, this wedding must be completed. No matter what, she would never be allowed to leave this world alone.
Otherwise he will be heartbroken for the rest of his life.
During the day, a heavy rain made everything quiet, and then the sky remained clear, and it remained gloomy until dusk, when mist filled the air, and there was no sound at all.
It's a big wedding, why is it so quiet? Does he regret it?
She thought too much before getting sick, and it was easy to have random thoughts when she was tired in bed all day long. The graceful woman with red makeup was still as pale as paper, but she put on an elegant smile in loneliness. Maybe it was raining heavily and it was difficult to travel, so the guests dispersed early.
Well, that person would never lie to her, never.
If he wanted to leave, he would definitely say it directly to her, without any concealment, and every word was like a knife.
The red candle swayed, and a few drops of wax dripped down, forming a warm patch in the plain white porcelain cup.
Severe pain in the lungs comes from time to time, more severe than the previous few days, but the coughing and the sweetness in the throat are much less. I remember that the doctor once said that the stasis in the lungs will be exhausted if it accumulates for a long time.
In the end, I no longer vomited blood but the pain was excruciating. At this time, I was not far away from the blue waters of the underworld and the river of forgetfulness.
"If you don't ask for a long life, but if you live tonight, you will have no regrets in this life." Gently pull down the wick and extinguish the dim yellow light, leaving only the dim red candle. The night outside the house instantly invades, and the darkness cannot be seen on the wall.
Each piece of ink calligraphy and painting—her eyes had lost sight a few days ago.
The door suddenly rang several times, and someone pushed the door open tentatively. He took a deep breath, covered his head with the hijab again, and quietly waited for the person he had been waiting for his whole life to walk in.
Opening the door and closing the door, the sound of footsteps lingered at the table for a moment, and suddenly the room became dark.
It was he who blew out the candle.
This night was too terrible, there was no sound at all, it was as if she and the silent man were the only ones left in the world. There was no word for a long time, and Zixiu wanted to take off her wedding dress and pour him a cup of tea, even if it was just a few gossips.
, the weak wrist that was raised with great effort was caught, and gently placed in the dry and hot palm.
Her clothes were rustling, gentle and cautious. The man sitting beside her hugged her into his arms. When his chin was buried in her neck, he knocked off the red scarf. The hazy red in front of his eyes disappeared, and his vision became clearer. It was a pity to see
Not even to his face.
When she was young, she struggled in the romance field for several months. There were too many men to hug her and touch her. She had experienced all kinds of unbearable things, but this gentle embrace made her burst into tears in an instant.
After waiting for too long, he had even given up hope. Just when he was waiting for death, he suddenly returned to his side.
"After marriage, I will take you back to Baiyue to see you." One day his gentle words made her carry the call from the underworld for several days, exhausted physically and mentally, and finally got her wish.
The hand holding her brushed away the tears on her cheek, and her breath was gentle and gentle in her ears, peaceful and peaceful. Wedding clothes of the same color were intertwined together. In the darkness, it was not clear which one was the dragon and which one was the phoenix. The only thing that was getting better and better.
The tight hug is so real.
I have never felt so secure.
The pain gradually went away, and even her vision became much clearer. Naturally, she would not foolishly think that her illness was cured, that she was back to her health, and that was all.
Being able to die in such a gentle embrace at the last moment has no regrets at all, even though...
A series of coughs interrupted the tranquility, and she clearly felt her strong arms stiffen. She just smiled lightly out of habit: "It's nothing, it's a bit cold."
Still silent, the hug became tighter, as if he knew she was about to leave and refused to relax for a moment.
Gently close your eyes and feel the last warmth, just listen to the soft sound of the hourglass, and remember every moment with greed, until the morning light sweeps away the darkness, and the soft and gentle color is revealed outside the window.
Even if she can cheat for a day or two, she will have to face the call of death one day. God has given her a lot of extra time, so much that she no longer has any regrets and regrets, and can finally be in the arms of the most trustworthy person.
The rest of his life was cut short.
"To be loved by you, Yueying... this life is enough..."
Dust to ashes, dust to dust, those eyes are still calm and unparalleled.
With one last smile, I hope you can forget yourself in your life.