The daily routine of being tricked by the scheming protagonist after wearing a book

In the city lord's mansion, everyone's faces were filled with joy, amidst the sound of firecrackers, Cheng Ying stepped on the broken red paper and walked towards Untitled.

The door of the main house of Untitled Zhai was wide open, servants came in and out, everyone looked very busy.

As soon as Cheng Ying entered the room, he saw Xu Wangzhi who was being served by his servants and put on a red wedding dress.

Perhaps the other party saw himself from the reflection in the bronze mirror.

The next moment, Xu Wangzhi looked back at him with a smile: "Why did you come here? How do you look at my wedding dress? Why are you still wearing this black dress? Go change it soon, and go pick up the bride with me later." .”

Cheng Ying looked at him, hummed slowly, and immediately behind him a servant brought a suit of clothes for him to change into.

Cheng Ying, who had changed his clothes, went back to the main room, where Xu Wangzhi was sitting in front of the mirror, with servants binding his hair behind him.

Cheng Ying stepped forward and took the comb from the servant.

Seeing him coming, Xu Wangzhi smiled, "You look good in this suit."

"Really." Cheng Ying held his hair with one hand and spoke calmly.He raised his eyes to look at the two people in the mirror, the same bright red color, he pulled his hair, as if he was his wife...

"Ah." Xu Wangzhi suddenly raised his hand to hold down the root of his hair, "You hurt me, Cheng Ying."

Cheng Ying: "...Sorry."

As the sun rose, eight red-winged celestial horses took the carriage back to pick up the bride. Xingziwei opened the way aside, and the wedding carriages stopped in front of the city lord's mansion.

Cheng Ying followed Xu Wangzhi, silently watching him take the bride's hand from outside the car.

The bride is smaller than Xu Wangzhi, and they seem to be a good match when they stand together.

At some point, Cheng Ying fell out of the team, surrounded by lively laughter and firecrackers, everyone was blessing their young city lord, only Cheng Ying couldn't say words of blessing.

Cheng Ying looked at Xu Wangzhi's slightly restrained shy but full of anticipation and joy towards the bride, his expression was normal, but his heart was blank...

Amidst the exclamation, Cheng Ying came to his senses, only to find that he was holding Xu Huangzhi's arm firmly.

Xu Wangzhi looked at him in surprise, not knowing what he meant.

"Cheng Ying?"

Cheng Ying said with a hoarse voice, "I have something to tell you."

"Sure, but later, please, now..." Xu Wangzhi signaled him to look at the bride beside him and the guests watching the ceremony.

Later...it will be too late.Cheng Ying squeezed his arm tightly.

During the stalemate, the bride lifted her veil, revealing her delicate face: "It's crazy, what does he mean?"

Xu Wangzhi raised his hand and waved Cheng Ying to hold his hand.

"It's okay, let's pay homage first."

Cheng Ying watched him hold the bride's hand, but stopped looking at himself, and walked directly to the hall.

"A worship of heaven and earth..."

The master of ceremonies' voice penetrated into Cheng Ying's ears.

Before he expressed his heart to him, Xu Wangzhi got married.

"Second worship high hall..."

He is obviously interested in him, why did he choose to get married?

"Happy husband and wife..."

Or did he get it wrong from beginning to end?

"Licheng..."

With his green eyes slightly closed, Cheng Ying raised his head and looked up at the sky, his spiritual power overflowing uncontrollably amidst the turbulence of his thoughts.

The master of ceremonies' voice was like a sharp knife agitating his internal organs, and soon, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He raised his hand to try to hide his embarrassment, but in the next moment, the rampant spiritual power in his body twisted together, he frowned slightly, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

However, no one cared about his gaffe.

Amidst the loud congratulations, the green eyes opened again, and it was the cold pool covered with snow.

He is not him.

How dare you pretend to be him.

"Send the newcomer in..."

"what--"

"The master of ceremonies is dead!"

Blood mist filled the wedding hall, one after another guests fell to the ground, cries for help, cries, screams, all in a mess...

The red faded, and the young man in black stood tall, holding a sword in one hand, pointing at the newlyweds cuddling each other.

"He's mine." Cheng Ying paused every word. He didn't know if anyone was listening, but this was what he wanted to say at the moment.

Even if it was just an illusion, he would not allow that Xu Wangzhi might not belong to him.

"annihilation."

The spiritual power gathers the sword blade, the long sword is swung lightly, the sharp sword intent pierces the water mirror, the white rainbow penetrates the sun, and the illusion is annihilated.

……

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Xu Wangzhi was lying on the bed in the main room, and he could cough earth-shatteringly if he turned over at will.

The weakness of his body made him groggy all day long, unable to think about anything.

The days passed by like running water, and he couldn't even tell the difference between day and night, and he didn't know how many days he had spent in bed.

Xu Zhong would visit him occasionally, but he only ordered his servants to take good care of him, told the medical officer to try his best to think of new prescriptions, and then went back to deal with official business in the city.

"Where's Cheng Ying?" Xu Wangzhi would ask Xiang Shan every day.

Xiang Shan: "Master, you are sick and confused, Cheng Huwei left Fengqing City a long time ago."

Xu Wangzhi: "Really? Cough cough cough..."

"Stop talking and rest."

Close your eyes, another day will pass.

Xu Wangzhi felt fear for a long time.

"I'm going out for a walk tomorrow."

Xiang Shan: "Master..."

Xu Wangzhi's tone insisted: "Ahem, ahem, let's make arrangements."

"Yes."

Tomorrow he can go out for a walk, with such hope, Xu Wangzhi closed his eyes and rested for a while.

But the next day, a high fever robbed him of consciousness.

By the time I feel better, it will be half a month later.

"Go to Qingming Mountain."

Xu Huangzhi ordered Xiang Shan.

The flying bird chariot carried his windless body and landed on the top of Qingming Mountain.

"Master, what are you doing here?" Xiang Shan asked him.

Xu Wangzhi walked a few steps towards the edge of the cliff.

The gravel rolled down and fell to the bottom of the cliff, Xiang Shan saw him at the side, and hurried forward to help Xu Wangzhi, but was pushed away by Xu Wangzhi.

"I bet."

Without Cheng Ying, would he be able to enter the secret realm?

However, the next moment, Xiang Shan knocked him unconscious from behind him. Before he fainted, Xu Huangzhi heard Xiang Shan give such instructions to the other guards.

"The young master has the idea of ​​committing suicide, and he will report the truth to the city lord after he returns."

After returning to Fengqing City, Xu Wangzhi was grounded.

Xu Zhong did not allow him to leave the mansion for half a step.

Physical ailments can't kill Xu Huangzhi's will, but the imprisoned life can erode his desire for life.

If he can't go anywhere and life is worse than death, why is he still alive?

Once such a thought appeared once, it would appear again every time he was unable to take half a step out of the courtyard after being tortured by illness.

After many times, Xu Huangzhi began to pay attention to the decorative long sword hanging on the wall of the master bedroom.

If you don't know the edge of the sword, there is no benefit.

Another afternoon when he had been bedridden with high fever for several days, Xu Wangzhi went to the servants serving in the house and took down the sword.

His sickly and disfigured face was reflected on the blade, looking so lifeless.

Xu Wang, who hadn't looked in the mirror for a long time, subconsciously threw away the sword.

How could this person be him?

So embarrassing, so lifeless.

After a while, he picked up the sword again.

The figure reflected in the blade was really him.

"This is him who can't ask for it."

You can't get health, you can't get freedom, you can't get hope.

This him is a desperate him, a him who shouldn't exist.

The point of the sword pointed to the heart, Xu Wangzhi gritted his teeth, and squeezed his fingers tightly. After a while, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Even if it's just an illusion, he doesn't want to live in such a mess.

He is leaving.

……

Opening his eyes again, Xu Wangzhi saw the clear blue sky, took a breath, sat up with his hands propped up, and saw Cheng Ying beside him who had also just escaped from the illusion.

"Are you okay?" Seeing him lying on the ground, looking at him silently for a moment, Xu Wangzhi asked involuntarily.

In the illusion, Cheng Ying chose to leave Fengqing City. If Cheng Ying hadn't left, it is estimated that his life in the City Lord's Mansion would not be so difficult.Xu Wangzhi recalled how embarrassed he was in the illusion, and thought that perhaps it would be better not to be seen by Cheng Ying.

Cheng Ying didn't answer him, as if he was confirming something.

Xu Wangzhi thought that he hadn't recovered from the impact of the illusion, so he looked away and looked at the place where they were.

…It was still by the stream before entering the secret realm. It seems that the illusion only held them in another place for a short time. After leaving the illusion, they would return to their original place...

Just as he was looking around casually, a force behind him pulled his arm, causing him to lean over and fall on the other side.

The waist and shoulders were tightly bound, and the warm breath rushed to the top of the head. Xu Wangzhi curled up his fingers slightly as he heard the heartbeat of the person below him.

"Cheng Ying, what's wrong?"