The ancient martial arts master traveled through time

Ruan Xiaojiu stepped in, and Xiao Cui brought two maids to pay their respects to Ruan Xiaojiu. One of them held the wine for the wedding ceremony, and the other held the support pole. They all had respectful expressions on their faces and did not dare to look up.

When Ruan Siqi heard the footsteps, her heart started pounding and her face turned slightly red, but no one could see because she was covering her head with a veil.

Ruan Xiaojiu came up to her, picked up the pole and slowly lifted the veil on Ruan Siqi's head, revealing Ruan Siqi's handsome face. She looked even more beautiful with the light makeup on, and her light red lips were moist.

Even though Ruan Xiaojiu saw Ruan Siqi every day, he was still stunned by his handsomeness today.

Ruan Xiaojiu looked at the person in front of her, her heart filled with joy. She whispered, "Siqi, you look really beautiful today." Ruan Siqi felt a little uncomfortable being praised, but she still raised her head and looked at Ruan Xiaojiu.

Ruan Xiaojiu reached out and gently stroked Ruan Siqi's face, his eyes full of tenderness.

Seeing that her prince only knew how to flirt and seemed to have forgotten the last step, Xiao Cui couldn't help but remind him, "Prince, it's time for you and the princess to drink the wedding wine."

Ruan Xiaojiu came back to his senses, Xiao Cui handed the wine to the two of them, they took it, and Ruan Xiaojiu and Ruan Siqi drank from the cup.

After drinking the wedding wine, Ruan Xiaojiu waved Xiao Cui and the others away, slowly approached Ruan Siqi, inhaled his unique fragrance, and then gently kissed him on the lips. At this moment, the room was filled with a strong love.

But no one knew whether it was because Ruan Xiaojiu was too strong or Ruan Siqi was too weak. After half of the candlelight passed and it was the second half of the night, Ruan Siqi had tossed and turned many times and had fallen into a deep sleep, but Ruan Xiaojiu still couldn't get relief. She didn't know what was wrong. The person she liked was right in front of her, but she could never get satisfaction, and she couldn't bear to continue to torment him.

The thought of looking for Di Jingchen surfaced again, but she forced herself to suppress it. Today was her wedding night with Ruan Siqi, so how could she look for another man? If Ruan Siqi found out, he would be so heartbroken. Looking at Ruan Siqi, covered in wounds, she felt a wave of guilt and self-blame. But she wasn't feeling well either. Unable to release her lust, her body was restless. She had never experienced this kind of torment before, and she didn't know what to do. For the first time in her five hundred years, she felt powerless.

When he was feeling melancholy, he accidentally saw the totem on his finger. He frowned and thought for a moment before making up his mind. After giving Ruan Siqi a simple cleanup, he also lay down and entered the totem space with his consciousness.

She came to the white door, and the familiar heat wave hit her face, but Ruan Xiaojiu fell into deep thought.

The two people in the coffin, she remembered calling them mother, queen, and father in the illusion. Recalling the words of the person who prophesied to her, were they her parents and lover in her previous life? She was a little undecided whether to pursue them. She was used to being free and unrestrained, and didn't want to find trouble to tie herself down.

At that moment, a voice rang out from Baimen. "Do you want to come in? Do you want to come in?" It was the same mechanical voice, the familiar routine, the familiar formula. Ruan Xiaojiu's thoughts were interrupted, and she curled her lips into a faint smile. How were her parents? How was her lover? She would deal with any problem she encountered, just deal with it herself.

She slowly approached, and only then did she realize that since arriving here, the restlessness in her body had been soothed, and her heart had become calm.

Ruan Xiaojiu said, "I want to go in."

Baimen did not hesitate this time. The fire phoenix left Baimen, spread its wings and flew high. With a long cry, it flew into the air and disappeared.

An old sound was heard, the sound of a white door slowly opening, creaking with a smell of decay.

The white door opened wide, and Ruan Xiaojiu walked in, braving the heat. Just like last time, there was a sea of fire all around, and not far away was a pool of lava. She continued walking forward, reaching the edge of the lava. In the center, a fire coffin was suspended in the air, and the man and woman were still lying quietly inside.

To find out, Ruan Xiaojiu stood on the coffin and peered into it, looking very carefully. The woman's features were picturesque, her delicate face wrinkle-free. She bore a resemblance to Ruan Xiaojiu, with the remaining resemblance to the man, whose angular face, high nose, and thin lips made him look very handsome.

Are these my parents in my previous life?