Golden peonies are in full bloom in a courtyard, floating and mottled. The room is covered with red curtains, with dim candlelight. Qingge is sitting in front of the bronze mirror in a bright red wedding dress. The girl in the mirror is stunningly beautiful, with a dot between her eyebrows.
Cinnabar is fiery red and enchanting. Behind him, the night allure is stranding his hair, carefully, like holding a treasure.
Ye Qingcheng's eyes fell on the girl in the mirror, and the hand holding the Jiangyun comb couldn't help but increase some strength. She gritted her teeth, and her dark eyes were full of complex colors.
For the past two days, she had locked herself in her room, never leaving the door or taking a single step forward. To this day, she wants to tie up her green silk hair for her and entrust her into the hands of another man.
"Qingge." Ye Qingcheng suddenly said.
"kindness?"
"Can you close your eyes?" Ye Qingcheng's eyes were silent, and there was no wave in the ancient well.
Although Qingge had doubts, she regarded Ye Qingcheng as her own, so she closed her eyes as she said.
Eyelashes as thick as cattail fans covered the eyelids, and the large shadows were like flowers blooming in the dark night. The girl with curly hair suddenly lowered her head and placed a kiss on his cheek, touching the water.
"Don't think too much, I'm broke, just think of this as a gift." Ye Qingcheng stood up straight and tied up the last strand of Qingge's silk.
Qingge's eyes were filled with clear light.
outside the door.
"Miss, Concubine Yun wants to see you." Yin Lan's voice came out.
"Concubine Yun..."
Yunyuexia...
"Let her in."
Qingge said calmly, she had underestimated Yun Yuexia. She was able to enter and exit the heavily guarded palace with ease.
The door was opened. Yun Yuexia was dusty and wearing an indigo cloak. She closed the door and walked in. When she saw Qing Ge in wedding clothes, she frowned and said, "You can't marry!" Her tone was serious.
.
"Why?" Qing Ge asked.
"I performed divination on your marriage last night and found that one of your destiny stars turned scarlet. This is a bad omen, and a very bad omen!" Yun Yuexia said.
"Do you think I have a way out now?"
Qingge stood up and said lightly: "A bad omen? If I want to get married, don't say it's a bad omen. Even if my destiny star falls into purgatory, I will get married. You don't need to say it. Since I have put on this wedding robe, I
I won’t take it off before he comes.”
If she wants to do something, if she has a crush on someone, it will lead to the end of the road, and what if she dies?
Seeing that Qingge had made up her mind, Yun Yuexia wanted to persuade her, but she hesitated. She had no choice but to give up, but her heart ached slightly. Once upon a time, she was like a young girl who was not afraid of life and death, and didn't care about her future or future.
Nowadays, she is just a fortune teller, and she only protects her because she wants to solve the mystery of fortune telling.
But Ye Qingge is so disobedient, how to solve the curse of the two fate stars?
That's it, just do your best.
"Qingge, the Master of the Fusheng Realm is here." The door was opened, and Yin Liangsha ran over, smiling.
Ye Qingcheng's palms were upward, Qingge put her hand in Ye Qingcheng's, and walked out. The scarlet wedding dress was dragged back, burning like fire. As she moved forward, lotuses sprouted step by step, fiery red.
The tail of his clothes moved forward.
The moment she passed by, Yun Yuexia said: "Have you really thought about it? No one can solve the omen of great misfortune. It will only return after seeing blood. You still have a chance to solve it now, but once you get out of this door, I will also
There is no way to save the day."
Qingge paused, "I don't know what kind of natural or man-made disasters are outside this door, but I know that there is someone outside, waiting for me to marry him."
After saying that, he walked out of this door.
Yun Yuexia looked back, her back was like fire, like the blood lotus in Nanming, slowly blooming.
After a long time, Yun Yuexia sighed.
*
Ye Family Courtyard.
Countless men dressed in black and with masks on their faces were flying with swords. On the Four-Star Continent, only spiritual weapons could fly with swords. However, looking at the thousands of miles of territory and mountains, there were so many spiritual weapons under their command.
There are really not many people.
The fiery red pride was held up by four spiritual weapons and suspended in mid-air.
The man in the wedding robe was proud of the spring breeze and came galloping over. He jumped on the ground, held his hands towards Ye Qingtian and said, "Grandpa Ye."
"The song is coming soon."
Ye Qingtian smiled and said, looking at Mei Qingchen's bright red clothes, Ye Qingtian suddenly thought, it would be great if that fox was a human being, would it be as elegant as before...
After a while, Ye Qingtian shook his head, wondering what he was thinking about.
The moment the sound fell, the sword glowed coldly, the red carpet paved the road, and the luan and the phoenix sang in harmony. Deep in the tea pit, a girl wearing a red wedding dress and a red hijab walked slowly. The wedding dress dragged on the ground, like blood gathering into a river.
, as the legs moved, rolling waves appeared.
Ye Qingcheng supported Qingge and walked to Mei Qingchen. Mei Qingchen held Qingge's hand and slowly lifted the red hijab on Qingge's head with the other hand. First, her cold eyes were a bit charming and a bit indifferent.
Then there are the eyebrows like distant mountains, between the eyebrows there is a death-like evil spirit, the lips are as if they contain pills, the teeth are bright, and the eyes are incomparably beautiful.
"Follow me home." Mei Qingchen smiled.
"Okay." The song was as it should be.
No matter what destiny star it is, no matter what bad omen it is, it will only return with blood. What she wants to do, even the sky can do nothing to her?
In the empty space, the little fox stole several jars of wine from somewhere, and put his head into the jar. He was half drunk and half awake. He kept kicking his legs outside the wine jar and held the wine jar with his hands. For a long time,
The drunken fox pulled out his head. His body smelled of alcohol and his fur was soaked with alcohol.
He seemed to be a little unsteady on his feet, his steps staggered, and he almost fell to the ground, and then he got into the next wine jar.
Some people are happily married, while others are drunk and dreaming.
Outside the space, Mei Qingchen took off the hijab completely. With a wave of his hand, the fiery red hijab fell into the air and then fell down. The girl was wearing a phoenix crown and a beautiful robe.
"Grandpa, leave the rest of Qing Ge's life to me. Let me guard and protect you. I will never let you down."
Mei Qingchen turned to look at Ye Qingtian, her face full of sincerity, and her picturesque eyebrows were full of smiles, which could not hide her happiness.
Ye Qingtian smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed, and he nodded happily, "Okay, very good."
After a moment, Ye Qingtian said sternly again: "But you can say ugly things first. If you let Qing Ge suffer injustice, I will not show mercy."
"If you lose Qingge, you will never be forgiven." Mei Qingchen said without hesitation.
At the banquet, Mo Xie drank and got drunk, while Bei Yueming's eyes were blazing with fire and his face was gloomy. His former woman was now getting married, which was really embarrassing.
"It turns out that the Master of the Floating Life Realm is still an infatuated species."
Beside Empress Yu, Emperor Beiyue stood up with a wine glass in hand, made a toast to Mei Qingchen, and then said: "The princess is Beiyue's woman, a descendant of General Ye. I hope that the master of Fusheng Realm will always remember what he said today.
Never let her down, otherwise, even if heaven lets you go, I will never let you go."
"It's natural."
Mei Qingchen smiled and said, there seemed to be bloody lines spreading wantonly on her neck, and the smell of blood filled the air crazily.
Like the road of death, desolate wind and rain, somewhere in the dark, that heavy door is opened by someone unknown.