The moment Long Zu raised the wine glass, Fairy Wuyou felt some conscience. Her heart was torn and entangled, and an apologetic pain came out spontaneously.
Fairy Wuyou herself has also fallen in love, so she understands what it feels like. If she and Shaohao were together, and someone insisted on separating them, she would probably be heartbroken.
"Wait!" After a moment of hesitation, she shouted.
"What?" Long Zu frowned slightly and asked.
In the flash of lightning, countless thoughts flashed through Fairy Wuyou's heart. She took a deep breath and thought of E Luo's words, Shaohao's cold eyes, and the night they got married. Only then did she know that when all this started,
There was no turning back.
Her sin is irreparable.
"I'll take this cup with you." Fairy Wuyou raised her cup and touched it lightly with Long Zu. When Long Zu raised his neck to drink, she bit her lower lip tightly, with tears of apology hidden in her eyes, and used her sleeves to
Covering it, he left the glass of wine on the bottom of the table.
Colorless and tasteless love-forgetting water, who can discern its traces?
After three glasses of wine, Long Zu felt very uncomfortable. He had a splitting headache and the heat was unbearable.
"You...what did you put in this wine..." He raised his eyes and asked her, his eyes full of pain.
"Forgetting Love Water." Fairy Wuyou shed tears. She confessed that after an hour, Longzu would not remember anything, including this moment.
"You..." Long Ancestor rushed out of the door, miserable.
He doesn't want to forget! He can't forget! Ruyi is still waiting for him in the mortal world...
He can't let her go!
Who can take away such sorrow!
Who can save him from the brink of collapse!
Who can break free from the shackles of these cruel and absurd selfish desires!
As he ran, he felt that everything around him was dimming. The caring words of those servants seemed to be far away. His legs were a little numb, but the power of this forgetful water was difficult for him, an ancient giant, to resist.
He fell down and his eyes slowly turned into darkness.
He felt that his eyes were slightly cold, and something crossed his cheek and dripped to the ground. He used all his strength to form a weak sigh.
"As one wishes……"
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When he opened his eyes again, Long Zu felt drowsy. He looked straight at the hanging red curtains and felt a little dazzling.
He seemed to have forgotten something, but he seemed to have forgotten nothing. He remembered asking for troops from the Emperor of Heaven, and he remembered going down to earth to find the whereabouts of Suyi, the painted-skinned ghost. Everything was as before, except for a slight headache.
A pair of catkins touched his chest, without any entanglement of clothing, flesh against flesh.
He turned around and saw the beautiful Fairy Wuyou, naked and wrapped in a quilt, looking at him with a smile.
Oh...by the way, they got married.
However, he couldn't remember when they had their wedding, or how he took off her clothes one by one. He only felt that this woman's hands were very cold, and the coldness made him feel a little uncomfortable.
He struggled for a while, got out of bed, put on a robe, turned around and asked her, "Why did I fall asleep?"
"I had a few more drinks with you and had a good chat, and you got drunk."
Are you drunk? Maybe, this feeling is no different from a hangover.
Fairy Wuyou gritted her teeth and said in a numbing voice: "It's still early, so there's no need to get up so early. Why don't we finish the unfinished business yesterday..."