On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Lin Zhen was very depressed after being beaten for no reason.

And he found that Murong Yan now liked to beat him.

why?

Is it to avenge the bullying she did to her before?

The night was like water, cool yet tranquil, enveloping the majestic palace. Murong Yan stood not far away, looking at Lin Zhen with a half-smile.

The black phoenix robe she wore was made by the most skilled embroiderer, who spent countless efforts on it, using the rarest top-grade silk in the world.

The satin has a delicate and smooth texture, feels slightly cool to the touch, yet has an innate nobility.

Its color is rich and deep, like the water in a deep pool in an ancient dense forest that never sees the sun all year round, absorbing all the light, but under the caress of the moonlight, it emits a layer of subtle and charming purple light, like a dream, making people unable to take their eyes away.

The neckline was an elegant cross-collar style, narrow in a circle, but inlaid with fine diamonds as fine as sand, which sparkled with a cool glow in the moonlight, making her graceful neck look even whiter and longer.

Winding down from the neckline to the chest is a scene of flourishing flowers meticulously outlined with gold and silver silk threads.

The peony embroidered with gold thread is elegant and luxurious, with huge petals stacked layer upon layer and stretching out wantonly. Each petal has a delicate texture outlined with extremely delicate needlework.

Silver threads are interwoven into the embroidery to form baby's breath and lily of the valley surrounding peonies. The dotted, fresh and elegant patterns complement the bright peonies, bringing out a different kind of vitality.

On each shoulder, there is a golden phoenix flapping its wings as if ready to fly.

The Golden Phoenix uses a thin sheet of pure gold as its base, and each feather is carefully carved with extremely fine gold wire. The feather wires are slender yet tough, and each feather is clearly visible.

The phoenix's head is held high, its beak is sharp as a hook, and is inlaid with blood-red gems, which emit a breathtaking light in the darkness; the phoenix's eyes are made of warm topaz, clear and bright, and reveal its innate pride and majesty as it moves.

The main body of the robe is decorated with a large, majestic painting of a golden phoenix playing with a peony.

The main phoenix is ​​huge, with wings as wide as a person when spread out. It is surrounded by a flaming phoenix tail. The patterns on the tail feathers are intricate and beautiful, embroidered with a mixture of gold and silver threads. There are both winding cloud patterns symbolizing auspiciousness, and mysterious ancient runes telling of the glory of the past.

The little phoenix beside it is lively and playful, playing around the main phoenix. In the gaps between them, flying birds and lively butterflies of various shapes are embroidered with colorful silk threads. The birds flap their wings and fly high, and the butterflies dance gracefully, forming together with the golden phoenix a lively picture of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, making the whole robe lively and full of vigorous vitality.

The most stunning part was the fifty-meter-long train, which slowly spread out from behind Murong Yan and extended along the floor tiles of the palace.

The edge of the train is carefully inlaid with strings of shimmering pearls. Each pearl is round and full, with a warm color and uniform size. It glows softly in the moonlight, just like the twinkling stars on both sides of the Milky Way. It sways gently with Murong Yan's steps, scattering fine pearl light all over the ground.

The inner layer is a dreamy sea of ​​flowers embroidered mainly with silver thread and supplemented with gold thread.

The vast sea of ​​lavender flowers glows light blue-purple under the moonlight. Each lavender flower is embroidered in great detail, with slender stems, small petals and slightly curved stamens, all of which make people feel as if they are in that romantic purple ocean.

Golden sunflowers are dotted among them. The sunflowers have large disks, thick petals, and the stamens outlined with gold lines are even more eye-catching. They stand upright towards the imaginary sun, adding a touch of brightness and vitality to this sea of ​​flowers.

Further in, you will find the soul of the entire painting - the Golden Phoenix Perched on the Wutong Tree.

A huge sycamore tree rises from the ground, its trunk thick and embroidered with brown silk threads to create a weathered texture, and its branches winding and twisting, stretching in all directions.

On the branches, several golden phoenixes are scattered around, their shapes are different, some stretch their necks and sing, some lower their heads to comb their feathers, and some close their eyes to rest.

The golden phoenix's feathers are still carved from gold threads, shining brightly in the moonlight, blending with the surrounding sea of ​​flowers and sycamore trees, forming a magnificent, peaceful and harmonious picture.

As the moonlight poured down unreservedly, the phoenix robe and its train seemed to be cast with a magical spell. Gold and silver threads, dazzling gems, warm pearls and delicate embroidery worked together to weave a dazzling and dreamy world of light and shadow.

Every subtle texture and every lively image fully demonstrates Murong Yan's noble status and supreme majesty. Her every gesture exudes a breathtaking charm, making the viewer intoxicated in this ultimate luxurious visual feast.

Murong Yan moved lightly with a smile on her lips. The smile showed from her eyes, full of a refreshing feeling.

Obviously, she was in a very good mood after kicking Lin Zhen just now.

"What are you going to do about Wan'er's matter?" Murong Yan opened her red lips slightly, her voice sounding a little lazy.

When Lin Zhen heard Murong Yan's question, he raised his eyes slightly, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and his words were full of sorrow.

"Alas, Wan'er is a very traditional woman, deeply influenced by etiquette since childhood. Even now that she is seriously ill, she still insists on not seeing me. There is nothing I can do."

The two walked side by side and slowly into the bedroom.

As soon as he stepped into the palace gate, he heard the rustling of neatly arranged clothes. The palace maids who served in the palace had been waiting respectfully for a long time. When they saw Murong Yan come in, they all knelt on the ground, lowered their heads very low, and shouted in unison: "Your Majesty, may you live forever."

Murong Yan gently raised her hand: "Everyone stand up, step aside and wait."

The palace maids stood up as they were told, retreated quietly to the corner, lowered their heads, and dared not breathe.

It was not yet time to go to bed. Murong Yan and Lin Zhen walked into the living room and sat down on the carved pear wood chairs one after another.

Murong Yan picked up the teacup on the table and gently stirred the floating leaves.

The aroma of tea rose in the air, and she looked up at Lin Zhen: "Husband, please tell me in detail, what are your thoughts on Wan'er's matter?"

Lin Zhen sighed slightly, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table. After a moment's thought, he spoke, "Wan'er is kindhearted. Now that she's so ill, not only me, but even my wives and concubines are sad. But she's determined not to see her husband before marriage, especially now that she's seriously ill. She even says she doesn't want to infect me with the disease. No one else can persuade her otherwise. I've tried to visit her several times, but was turned away."

Murong Yan took a sip of tea and raised her eyebrows slightly: "I went to see Wan'er today. Looking at her face, it really makes me feel distressed."

Lin Zhen nodded slightly and replied, "I know. I heard you mentioned looking for the Ice Heart Snow Lotus, but I've never even heard of it. What about looking for a bird's egg?"

What the hell is this Ice Heart Snow Lotus? I don’t know which bastard said that.

It is more reliable to find a monk who knows how to make elixirs to make the Nine-Nine Returning Life Pill than to find this thing.

Murong Yan put down the teacup, making a clear sound, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, with a hint of deep meaning.

"Your beloved Chu Xiling swore with all her heart that this thing existed and even drew a sea chart. Her words were so convincing that I was quite surprised."

Lin Zhen was shocked. "How is this possible? How could she know something I haven't even heard of?"