Meijue finally spoke, her voice soft and low, with an inexplicable emotion inside.\%_%_Original_Creation%_%\
Why is he asking this?
Luo Qixi looked at him doubtfully, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.
The little fairy boy also felt that Mei Jue was very strange, but his good education and courtesy allowed him to answer Mei Jue's question. He sniffed and said, "My name is Nian Yue." [
"Nianyue?"
Meijue's face changed slightly, and the light in her eyes flickered a few times, like a candlelight emitting a faint fire.
His eyes were locked firmly on the little fairy boy's face, "Then... how old are you?"
When asked about his age, the little fairy child felt a little awkward. He bit his lip and said with a red face, "I...I will be...almost three thousand years old in a few days."
For a person who is about to turn three thousand years old, it is really difficult for him to grow up to this point.
Charming face changed drastically.
Something was surging rapidly in his eyes.
His mood even became a little excited.
He suddenly knelt down and put his hands on the little fairy boy's shoulders, "You...have you been raised by Queen Mother Xi since you were a child?"
The little fairy boy was stunned for a moment, confused by the strange expression on Mei Jue's face.
He looked at Mei Jue with eyes full of doubts, "Yes, fellow Taoist, do you have anything else to do? If not... I want to go find my crane first."
Nianyue felt that the person in front of her was really strangely tight.
Presumably, he is not a person from the heaven, but came from the mortal world to attend Uncle Feng Yu's wedding.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have known him anymore,
Meijue let go of him, then stood up, still not taking her eyes away from him.
He still looked at Nian Yue with strange eyes, but his voice became much calmer, "Oh, it's okay."
"Then...I'll leave first."
Nianyue clasped her hands and nodded towards him, then turned and left.
When Nianyue walked away, Luo Qixi asked in confusion, "Do you know him?" [
Meijue was silent for a moment and said softly, "Maybe."
He looked in the direction where the little fairy boy left for a while, and then left with Luo Qixi.
Lingxi sat on the edge of the bed nervously and shyly.
It wasn't until this moment that she felt that her dream had finally come true.
She finally became Di Fengyu's wife.
She was like one of those newlyweds in the mortal world, waiting with uneasiness and shyness for her husband to come and take off the hijab.
"See God Lord..."
"Everyone, go down."
Is he coming?
Her heart was clenched tightly, and her hands twisted the red handkerchief in her hands uneasily.
Only a soft sound of footsteps was heard.
Through the hazy red gauze, she saw some red shoes.
He had already walked in front of her.
She almost held her breath.
She waited nervously and expectantly for him to personally remove the red scarf on her head.
Time passed minute by minute.
She began to frown slowly, and her nervousness was replaced by a stronger uneasiness.
Why...he hasn't taken off his hijab yet?
Doesn’t it mean that after entering the bridal chamber, the groom will first take off his hijab, and then the couple will drink a glass of wine together?