Half a month later, there was a big wedding in Boulder City. It was a grand ceremony, and the entire Boulder City was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.
Black Rose ignored everyone's objections and insisted on marrying Guituoshe. As soon as the news spread, the entire prison was boiling. Who is Black Rose? A rose with thorns in the prison. How many people have coveted it over the years, but not even a finger
Can't even touch it.
It is said that in order to escape from marriage, she did not hesitate to offend an old immortal from the ancient world of Juliu Dynasty. Now, she is married to Guituoshe?
Once the news spread, everyone felt unhappy.
But as soon as the two families united and the news of the wedding spread, Chu Munan and Han Qiaoting should have understood that they had no chance to influence them.
But with this move, Black Rose's sacrifice would be too much, right? This is not in line with her character and person.
Everyone in the prison is puzzled by this, but probably the only one who understands it is Guituoshe himself.
In the past few days, Guituoshe was very proud of himself. He seemed to be twenty years younger. He could freely enter and leave the Big Stone City, and the people in the Big Stone City all glared at him. Unfortunately, Guituoshe didn't show any concern at all.
care.
What he wants to get is just a black rose. What do other people think and what does it have to do with him?
Outside the main hall of the city lord's palace, Liu Tiansheng cried and cried all night, crying and bleeding. His head was smashed on the stone steps, blood flowed all over the steps, and he would rather die than retreat.
Unfortunately, the man in the main hall remained indifferent.
In the yard.
Chen Fan pressed his hands on the railing. Chen Fan's small courtyard was deserted. Han Wuya stood motionless with his hands on his hands, quietly standing behind Chen Fan. He was smart enough not to disturb.
He had just entered this secluded prison not long ago, but Black Rose's strange behavior of forcibly protecting Chen Fan, marrying Guituoshe at the risk of marrying him, and the unusual quietness of the young master in the past few days, made him vaguely feel something unusual.
Although he couldn't guess the mystery, he could vaguely understand that the relationship between the young master and the black rose was not simple or innocent.
Looking in the direction of the main hall from a distance, there are lights and colorful decorations there, and it is very lively. It is completely different from the deserted scene here.
"Sir, it is said that Guituoshe has moved into the city lord's mansion in a grand manner in the past few days."
Han Wuya said softly from behind, "Tomorrow is the wedding day. Guituoshe has already posted the wedding stickers and has gone to the streets of the prison."
"Master, are you going tomorrow?"
Chen Fan pressed his hand on the stone table and slowly exerted force. A trace of stone chips fell from the stone table, and a handprint was gradually dented on the stone table.
Han Wuya glanced at it silently, then gradually lowered his gaze and stopped looking.
"Go." Chen Fan only said one word, concisely.
In the city lord's palace, Guituoshe looked like a middle-aged man. He wore a bright red wedding dress and a big red ball on his chest. He walked around the room with a festive and cheerful look on his face.
Look in the mirror and look around.
"How do I dress up?"
In the room, a group of maids knelt down at once, "My uncle is naturally very well dressed. My uncle is handsome and majestic. He is also a powerful overlord who is known to everyone in the prison. How can he be with our young lady again?"
They couldn't be more perfect, they are truly a match made in heaven."
"This time I heard that all the powerful men in the prison are here to congratulate my uncle."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Guituoshe laughed wildly, making the roof of the whole house tremble with laughter, and the doors and windows rustled, "If you can speak, you will be rewarded."
Guituoshe held up the chin of the maid who was changing clothes for him with one hand. A shy look immediately appeared on the latter's face, and she slowly lowered her head.
The look of pride on Guituoshe's face became even brighter, "You are all maids around Black Rose. Don't worry, I won't treat you badly after I marry your lady."
"Let's go and see your young lady." Guituoshe was proud of the spring breeze, and he felt as if he was in high spirits at a happy event. He opened the door and went out.
Next door, there are red candles, red paper, lanterns and festoons.
The light is claustrophobic.
There was not a trace of people in the empty hall. What was incompatible with the festive atmosphere was the deserted atmosphere. In front of the mirror, the black rose stood motionless, letting people dress up.
Xiong Keer was right behind her, slowly combing her long black hair.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I see such a beautiful face.
I believe anyone who sees it will be moved and dazzled by it.
Even Black Rose herself couldn't help but be fascinated by it. It was because of such a face that brought disaster to the country and the people that the Xiong family, a 300-year-old family, was destroyed in a fire.
Are you getting married now?
Black Rose looked around blankly. The cut red paper, hanging red lanterns, festive decorations, and countless details all decorated the wedding room, but why didn't she feel any fluctuation in her heart?
Is this the wedding day that I have fantasized about countless times in my dreams?
Black Rose smiled bitterly. There were no guests, no blessings from relatives and friends, and the person she married was not the one she wanted. She didn't have that majestic appearance wearing a black robe, stepping on the sun, moon and stars, looking down at the world.
Even the wedding was only in this prison. But gradually, Black Rose's dazed eyes became firm and full of coldness.
Over the years, her heart has hardened.
"Sister, do you really want to marry him?" Behind the scenes, Xiong Keer, who was dressing up, slapped her hand and said in an extremely unconvinced tone.
"That Guituoshe is old and ugly. How is it that he is worthy of my sister?"
"Sister, don't you often say that if you want to marry in the future, you must marry an unparalleled hero. This person must be gifted, magnificent, and better than you in every aspect. He is the pride of the world, attracting the attention of thousands of people, and proud.
The madmen in the world are under your eyes, and they dominate the world."
As he spoke, even Xiong Keren's own eyes showed a bit of longing.
Black Rose chuckled, turned her head, and pinched Xiong Keer's cheek, "Silly girl, where does such a person exist? I just talked casually. Besides, Guituoshe is powerful. In this world, it's not about strength.
For the sake of respect, there is no difference between good and bad."
Black Rose said calmly, "Forty-five thousand years ago, the real Taoist ghost was extremely ugly, with protruding cheekbones and a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks."
"But he still attracted the admiration of women all over the world. No less than fifteen beautiful saints from all major holy places married him."
"In these years, there is no one who is not from an outstanding family, and there is no one who is not an extraordinary woman with unparalleled elegance."
"In the end, they all didn't marry the same person."
"Humph, that person is also a real person of the first generation, supreme. What does he mean?" Xiong Keer was very dissatisfied, and the hands he used to comb the black roses were a little slow.
Black Rose smiled, her smile a bit mature and weathered.