Chapter 415 Yun Rong was very perfunctory that year
The year when the young man took the crown was also the time of the wedding banquet filled with new guests.
Soft red, the lights in the Nanli Palace are as bright as day, the brocade curtains, red makeup all the way, and fluttering flowers, the wedding scene is so beautiful.
Young Master Tianxi, who had already been crowned, took off his black and red Taoist robes and changed into a dazzling red robe. He bowed uprightly for three times. The newlyweds with phoenix crowns and harems next to him shocked Fang Geyu.
It took a long time to recover.
It’s actually Tianxi’s fourth sword, Yun Rong?!
Turns out to be that Yun Rong who loves swords so much that he doesn’t know what love is in the world?!
When did Yun Rong marry?
Fang Geyu was in great confusion.
Among the guests, words of congratulations and congratulations were heard endlessly.
In such a joyous mood, no one noticed that under the falling lamp, the girl with her wings folded in her robe hid herself in the shadow of the backlight, as if she could merge with the darkness at any time.
She hid the cryptic thoughts that were boiling in her heart and suppressed her emotions.
Young witches eventually grow up. Demons have a very long lifespan. If they want to truly become adults, they must go through an extremely long period of infancy.
However, her childhood was very short. It took other demons thousands of years to reach adulthood, but she only spent a few decades.
Such a special change is not only because of her special bloodline, but also because... the witch has fallen in love with her mortal heart.
Fang Geyu could see that the witch wanted to grow up and walk side by side with him, but he could not see the hidden feelings for him in the witch's heart.
"Send him to the bridal chamber!" followed by a long voice from the emcee.
It was vaguely visible that the witch's body stumbled slightly in the backlight, and she accidentally knocked down a glass lamp.
The flames inside the lamp licked the luxurious carpet, and the slight firelight caused countless people to look at her, and then they all showed expressions of indifference and disgust.
But for some reason, these righteous immortals who were shouting and killing the demons were very calm. They were not surprised by her arrival, and no one took action to subdue the demons.
She turned a blind eye to the gazes of these righteous people. In other words, from the moment she entered the Nanli Hall, her gaze had been fixed on him and no one else.
He was holding Yun Rongsu's hand and raised his gaze, seeing the demon woman opposite the fire.
"A'luo is here." The calm young master Tianxi smiled with a smile on his lips. There was happiness that could not be hidden in his eyes. The eyes that were born with a bit of warmth and gentleness, and the gentle address that did not avoid suspicion, penetrated straight through.
into her heart.
But he doesn't know anything...
His eyes and his voice were indeed imprisoning her, leaving her helpless and helpless.
For a moment, Fang Geyu felt that the emotion reflected in the firelight in her eyes was a little crazy and dangerous.
That was deep jealousy and unwillingness towards Yun Rong.
"Aluo, come here." But under his expectant voice, she calmly rubbed the corners of her eyes to smooth away the emotion.
Then she walked out of the shadow of the backlight gracefully, her clothes fluttering in the air, her brocade-like ink hair scattered randomly behind her, with the end simply tied with a light knot using a red rope, and the soft green silk hair swayed at the end.
A gust of mountain wind swept through the inner hall, carrying the heavy snow. Countless dead leaves fell outside the hall.
Under the attention of everyone, she tried her best to make her steps appear as brisk as possible without revealing any flaws.
"Today is Master's happy day, and I have come here to pay my respects. May Master and Master's wife flourish with orchids and music for hundreds of years. May this blessing be used as proof."
The witch named Aluo lowered her enchanting face, which is rarely seen in the world, and knelt down to chew her head seriously. She could not see clearly the color of her face as she spoke sweet blessings.
Fang Geyu secretly sighed that this young master of Tianxi was truly a god.
The demon clan, which is kept secret by everyone in the world, is despised and ostracized by all the monks. They are afraid that if they come closer, their reputation will be tarnished. But this person is lucky enough to directly accept him as his disciple.
What a great skill this is, how on earth did he convince his old father who was rigid and strict and valued integrity.
After three rounds of drinking, the night was already deep.
The candlelight is bright, the newlyweds are in pairs, the dragon and phoenix red candles are shining high, and the golden nanmu wedding bed is surrounded by gauze curtains outlined with fine snow peonies.
The hazy figures of two newlyweds are located among them.
Seeing this scene, Fang Geyu was inexplicably embarrassed, secretly thinking that she was involved in this eternal memory, and she was required to watch the Fourth Sword of Tianxi and her young master perform the ceremony of Zhou Gong with her own eyes?
She was extremely angry, but she didn't know how to get rid of the scene in front of her.
I could only watch helplessly as the young master behind the bed curtain lifted the hijab for his wife, and then, with great care and gentleness, he personally took off the complicated phoenix crown step by step for her, wore a red hairpin on her head, and embroidered shoes and coat.
As expected, under the red hijab, there is a bright face, with clear eyes and a smile, slightly raised eyebrows, lazy and frivolous, which is her usual style.
Even on the wedding night, there was no shyness and joy that a woman should have.
What's even more outrageous is that there are several sword scriptures pressed under her buttocks. She didn't hide them when she took off her coat, and her husband took a real look at them.
Looking at this, could it be that after taking care of her husband in the first half of the night, she would read by candlelight in the second half of the night and concentrate on studying the art of swordsmanship?
It’s already the wedding night, can you please stop being so perfunctory?
On the contrary, her husband is really a good-tempered man and shows no anger at all.
Seeing those sword scriptures, his handsome eyebrows moved slightly, and he also said with joy: "Sword of Thousand Miles of Flowers? Sword of Chaotic Cloak? There is also the South Ten Sword with Green Characters? Where did Senior Sister Yunrong collect this good thing from? Hurry up.
Want me to take a look?"
Fang Geyu's tooth ached extremely after hearing this. Could it be that Young Master Tianxi has a lump on his head?
Yun Rong was also startled, looking a little surprised, and then looked at him with half-smiling eyes for a long time. When he saw that his face didn't look fake, he generously took out the sword tactics.
So this couple, the most unique couple in the Tianxi Sword Sect, spent most of the night discussing the art of swordsmanship in their room on their wedding night.
The groom didn't even take off his official attire, he wore it neatly on his body. He was really more of a gentleman than a gentleman.
With such a stupid look, Fang Geyu suddenly felt that he looked a bit like a person.
Both of them are swordsman geniuses. It can be seen that although Yun Rong has no affection for this husband, he is also satisfied with the fact that he can have many topics with her on the subject of swordsmanship.
Fang Geyu even had the illusion that Yun Rong might have regarded him as a living sword and simply married him.
When the sun came out, even though Yun Rong was thick-skinned, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed because he had not fulfilled his wife's duties.
She calmly glanced at the neatly stacked red brocade quilts on Hongluan's wedding couch, as well as the soft and smooth snow-white kerchiefs on the bed.
Then I looked at the slight greenness in my husband's eyes because he had not slept all night, and couldn't help but feel a little funny, and said: "Junior brother, it takes a lot of energy to learn the way of swordsmanship. It's okay to work hard on weekdays. Today it's you and me.
On your wedding day, it is better to rest early."
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