Men wear women, and Lu Ding is forced to marry

The robes flew up and the sky was filled with the light of swords.

A call.

Falling from the air.

One of them grabbed his waist and pulled him over.

Just like a blooming flower, picked up and put into someone's sleeve.

Fragrant and fragrant.

A cold hand grasped his wrist, and his feet flew thousands of miles away.

*

The doors and windows are closed.

The wedding candle burned for nearly a month.

Those nights, the shadows lingered.

He’s scary, but also very sweet.

Someone stripped him out of the quilt, wrapped him in a sheet, and carried him out like a spring roll.

Gu Chenzhou's long hair fell to his ears, revealing a snow-white, weak neck with his hair stuck to it, wet with sweat.

He couldn't see the person in front of him clearly.

Someone opened the shell that wrapped him and released him into the hot spring.

It's warm, peaceful, and tranquil there, like a safe haven.

Like home.

Don't let him be afraid.

The tiny bit of warmth eroded his heart bit by bit.

He sank into the soft bed, and for a moment he couldn't hear his own thoughts, so he reached out his hand, gently grasped the end of the man's hair with his fingertips, and then gently let go.

Seemingly separate but not yet separate.

Do you want it or not?

Just for a moment, he shrank back timidly.

The dark shadow that had been watching him quietly approached and grabbed his hand as he was retreating to avoid it.

*

At the age of nineteen, he was forced to serve the king and enjoy his pleasures in bed, but he was actually afraid.

He couldn't stand much intimacy and was afraid of strangers touching him.

It was just a karma luck, but he had gotten used to it for a long time before he would not tremble in front of her.

This is also the reason why he is reluctant to open his heart in the world of cultivation.

Because of fear, we dare not experience it, so we have no experience.

Every step you take requires a thousand times more courage.

No one has it as hard as he does.

Everyone can.

Only him.

He alone can do nothing.

That layer of clothes was like his last layer of defense. He kept a distance from the people here at all times, but in the end he still merged with one person.

Someone who might understand him.

Someone who pities him.

Someone who would listen to him.

He is dependent on her and he is attached to her. There is nothing abnormal about this because she is his wife.

Although he sometimes feels uneasy and aggrieved, if this continues, he may gradually fall into a sweet dream over the years.

However, the cruelty in the world of cultivation is different from that in modern times.

He can't just hide in his shell.

After all, the beautiful dream will not last long.

Even his beautiful dreams might have been designed specifically for him.

Lie to him.

How is that possible? They are all fake.

He was also grabbed by the wrist and held in the arms, but he no longer obeyed.

"let me go--"

He didn't want to be caught and used as a cauldron or a servant of the king.

I don't want to live in fantasy.

He hopes for new creation, he hopes to keep moving forward and never look back.

But Ye Lingyun did not let him go. She held him high, and Gu Chenzhou sat on her arms, and his eyes were finally level with hers.

Even the sound of the wind seemed to be silent.

Several gods finally arrived after following closely behind.

Sheng An, and several retainers with her.

Perhaps because she was worried, she followed him.

Ye Lingyun's gaze was still on Gu Chenzhou's face, not moving away. He stretched out his knuckles and touched his soft cheek.

"...don't want."

She reached out and touched Gu Chenzhou's cheek very lightly. He tried to turn his head away, but was twisted back by her cold knuckles.

It was very light, but in this situation, especially when being watched by others, it carried a subtle sense of coercion.

He could only look at her.

Gu Chenzhou breathed softly, his eyelashes trembling slightly as he looked at the other person. Ye Lingyun's eyes were frightening.

What is hidden inside is boiling desire or endless madness.

How could she look at him like that?

Such a not calm look.

She picked him up, covered his face with her sleeves, and then looked straight at Sheng An.

Sheng An was staring at Gu Chenzhou who was held in her arms.

The eyes are complicated.

"Xizhou Sheng Family."

She seemed to be observing him, but also to be warning him.

"Stay away from my people." The space beneath her feet shook violently, the Floating Jade Disc of Creation emitted a faint green light, and the rhyme of Tao spread out across the sky. Her robe and long hair were dancing wildly, and her eyes were filled with indifference.

A huge shadow was reflected on Sheng An's face. A powerful pressure and murderous intent made Gu Chenzhou tremble with fear. He couldn't breathe, and instinctively grabbed Ye Lingyun's clothes and buried himself in her arms with some trembling.

"Otherwise, you will die in my hands."