After taking care of the baby, the demon boss wants to play bad every day

As the noisy sound of the wedding procession approached, a gorgeously decorated sedan chair brushed past Ye Chuyin, passing by like a gust of wind.

Suddenly, the little white fox that had been nestling on her shoulder jumped down nimbly and disappeared in the diffuse white mist in an instant.

"Little Fox……"

Ye Chuyin was about to chase after it, but suddenly she realized: Perhaps this misty land has something that can attract this little fellow.

After all, the fox clan is born masters of illusion, so she simply let it go.

She quickly adjusted her pace, quickened her pace and followed the wedding procession.

Ye Chuyin's eyes swept sharply across the team's feet. Their steps were firm, without any strange appearance of floating off the ground, and they did not emanate the cold aura of ghosts.

Their attire is no different from what you see in period dramas.

However, Ye Chuyin was still filled with doubts: since this was neither a ghost realm nor an illusion array, where on earth was she now?

She raised her left hand and summoned Purple Flame.

Purple flames danced on her fingertips, but did not raise the temperature of the surrounding area.

She followed the wedding procession, her figure visible, and her sharp eyes observed the people who passed by her with music and dance, without looking away, as if they were completely unaware of her existence.

Ye Chuyin's beautiful eyes flashed, she stepped on the sedan door, opened the curtain and took a look. Her pupils suddenly contracted. The woman sitting inside looked exactly like her!

No! This is not her!

At this moment, a large number of scattered memory fragments emerged in Ye Chuyin's mind, and she lost consciousness in shock and fell on the sedan chair.

When she woke up again, Ye Chuyin felt her head was heavy and there was a red mist in front of her eyes.

She slowly turned her head and felt a heaviness on her head. She touched it with her palm and found that it was covered with a heavy red veil and complicated headdress.

She stood up, wearing a bright red wedding dress and heavy gold and jade jewelry around her neck. Looking around, ancient buildings came into view.

She tried to summon Zi Yan, but found that she could not; she tried the spiritual power in her right hand, but it also disappeared without a trace.

He then checked the storage ring on his left hand, but it was also missing!

Startled, Ye Chuyin hurried to the mirror and felt slightly comforted when she saw her familiar face in the mirror.

Just as she was about to check the body to confirm whether this was her own body, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Miss, can I come in?" came the voice of a little girl.

The person outside the door saw no response from inside the room, and knocked on the door anxiously:

"Miss, Miss, it's me! Open the door quickly!"

Ye Chuyin thought that this person must know the owner of this body, so she walked to the door and opened it.

As soon as she saw the person coming, her pupils couldn't help but shrink - this little girl with double rings on her side and wearing a light pink dress looked exactly like Cherry.

"Miss, how are you? Does your head still hurt?"

Yingying grabbed Ye Chuyin's arm and asked, stuffing a ball of food into her mouth:

"I just found some food, please fill your stomach first."

Ye Chuyin was about to refuse, but her stomach growled with hunger at the right moment.

"Miss, eat quickly!" Yingying urged.

"Turn your head first." Ye Chuyin said.

"Hmm?" Yingying asked doubtfully.

"Turn around!" Ye Chuyin insisted.

"Oh!" Yingying turned around obediently.

Ye Chuyin quickly checked the area below her left collarbone and found that the familiar red mole was still there.

However, why did the storage ring and Zi Yan's spiritual power disappear? Did she travel through time again?

The last time she traveled to the modern plane, she brought all her magic power and items with her.

This time, if it is a transmigration of the soul, how to explain the existence of the red mole?

Just as she was lost in thought, there was another knock on the door.

"Miss!"

The call from outside the door brought Ye Chuyin back to reality from her thoughts. Her heart beat faster and she felt a sense of nervousness for unknown reasons.

She took a deep breath, calmed herself, and then slowly walked towards the door, secretly trying to figure out the identity of the visitor.

Putting her hand on the heavy wooden door, Ye Chuyin slowly opened it.

A handsome man stood outside the door, wearing a bright red wedding suit. His eyes lit up when he saw Ye Chuyin.

There was tenderness and expectation in his eyes, as if she was everything in his world.

"Madam, you finally opened the door."

The man smiled slightly, his voice was low and magnetic, and he was obviously happy about Ye Chuyin's appearance.

Ye Chuyin's heart was shocked. Why did this person look so much like Yuan Hanyi?

The fragments of memory in her mind were instantly pieced together, and she suddenly realized that this man was her husband!

"Please come in."

Despite her turbulent heart, Ye Chuyin tried her best to remain calm. She knew that now was not the time to reveal her identity.

The man stepped into the room, looked around, and a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

He turned to Ye Chuyin and said affectionately: "My wife, today is our wedding day, you are so beautiful."

Ye Chuyin had mixed feelings. On the one hand, she was surprised at her sudden wedding, and on the other hand, she felt helpless about the affectionate attitude of the man in front of her.

However, she also knew that at this moment, she needed to play this role well.

"Thank you, you are very handsome too." Ye Chuyin tried her best to make her tone sound calm.

The man stepped forward and took Ye Chuyin's hand: "Let's go, the guests are waiting for us."

Following his steps, Ye Chuyin was led to a festive and lively lobby.

The place was filled with guests dressed in ancient costumes, with laughter and chatter, creating a joyous atmosphere.

Ye Chuyin was led to the main seat and became the focus of all attention.

The ceremony began, and with the ancient rhythm and complicated etiquette, Ye Chuyin gradually got into the role. Although her heart was full of doubts, she also vaguely felt a sense of reality that belonged to this world.

However, just when the ceremony reached its climax, an inexplicable force suddenly descended from the sky and interrupted the whole process.

A strong feeling of dizziness came over Ye Chuyin, and her consciousness began to blur. She tried her best to grab something to steady herself, but in the end, her body fell lightly to the ground and she fell into a deep coma.

When she regained consciousness, Ye Chuyin found herself lying on a gorgeous bed. The heavy headdress on her head was gone, replaced by a soft gauze curtain and a faint fragrance.

She tried to sit up, but found that her whole body was weak and she didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Miss, you're awake!" An excited voice came from beside me.

Ye Chuyin turned her head and saw Yingying holding a bowl of steaming medicine, looking at her with concern.

"What's wrong with me?" Ye Chuyin's voice was slightly hoarse.

"You suddenly fainted at the wedding and scared everyone."

Yingying said as she handed Ye Chuyin the medicine.

"Drink some quickly. The doctor said that drinking it will restore your strength."

Ye Chuyin took the medicine, but her heart was in turmoil. She had to figure out where she was and whether all this was a dream or reality.

She needs to regain her strength and uncover all the mysteries.

Her mind raced as Ye Chuyin grabbed Yingying's neck.