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When the love was deep, there was a bang knock on the door, which dispelled this charming environment, and Xi Cang suddenly woke up. His eyes were still a bit chaotic and he searched around, but he couldn't find the familiar figure again.

"Brother Xi?" It was Long Er who knocked on the door, "You hour is here, we are about to leave."

"Ok."

Sure enough, it was just a dream, Xi Cang closed his eyes again, took a deep breath, as if he wanted to keep the image in the dream for a while longer, but when he thought that Master was still in deep danger at this moment, his consciousness suddenly came back to him, and he washed it with cold water After turning his face, he picked up a pair of swords tied with concentric knots and went out the door.

Long Er and Mo Ruchu were waiting for him outside the gate of the village, and the young men beside them were holding three thousand-mile steeds in their hands. When they saw him coming out, they greeted each other twice and flew onto the horses, raising their whips together, "Drive! "The horse neighed, dust flew up, and the three of them galloped away in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the people in the entire Jialuo hall were busy in a quiet and orderly manner. Although everyone's face was extremely solemn and there was no celebration of a happy event, the hall was still hung with bright red lanterns and curtains. On the main wall in the center of the hall, red and gilded happy words were pasted, and red candles thick as arms were placed on the table. The simple layout also proved that this happy event was not groundless.

The bedroom where Xi Qing lives has also been newly decorated, and it is red everywhere. Although it is spring, there are still two exquisite gold-carved charcoal stoves burning in the room, and the first-class smokeless silver charcoal is burning in the stove. The spacious room is well heated.

Suddenly the door of the room opened, and a few maidservants walked in with lowered eyebrows. The leader was holding a wedding tray in his hand, and there was a set of bright red wedding clothes on the tray, "My lord, the clothes have been cut for you. Please try it on to see if it fits you."

Xi Qing was sitting on the couch meditating, but she didn't move when she heard the voice.

The maidservants got the master's order, and they didn't dare to disturb this newcomer who wore a mask but never spoke. They just waited quietly and didn't dare to say a word.

Although there was a stove burning in the room, every time Wu Hui stepped into the room, he could always feel a bit of cold air, and this chilly air was emanating from the person on the couch.

"You all go down!"

"Yes."

The maidservants put down the things in their hands and quietly retreated.

Wu Hui picked up the wedding dress and unfolded it, looked at it, nodded in satisfaction, and said to the couch, "I asked the best tailor in Xiangyang City to cut this red dress for you. You will definitely be more beautiful after wearing it."

The people on the bed ignored him.

After a few days, Wu Hui had figured out his temper, and he was not angry at all. He just put down his clothes, walked to the front of the couch, and stretched out his hand to gently remove the hideous mask. Under the mask was the same person in the painting. Stunning face.Wu Hui narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his chin with his index finger, and looked at him carefully.

The long, long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a pair of dark and empty eyes slowly opened to meet the deep gaze.

"You're so beautiful..." The finger on the chin slowly moved to caress the delicate eyebrows, "You are hundreds of times more beautiful than in the painting."

The empty eyes were always calm, without a trace of emotion.

After admiring it for a while, Wu Hui finally withdrew his fingers reluctantly, and covered him with the mask again, "Tomorrow, I will let Long Zhan and the whole world know that you are mine."

Xi Qing closed her eyes and said nothing.

It was almost noon when Xi Cang and his party rushed to Xiangyang, the city was overcrowded, and there were people from the Jianghu with swords and knives everywhere.

"I said, is Xi He really that beautiful? Can he be more beautiful than the number one beauty, Hua Ruomeng?"

"Who knows, it's been 20 years now, no matter how beautiful it is, it must be yesterday's flowers, right?"

"That is to say, he should be an old man in his 40s. I'm afraid he is not as graceful as you, Brother Qingping!"

The conversation of several young people fell into the ears of a senior next to him, who only heard a snort, "Ignorant boy, if Xi He is an old man, would King Miao Jiang marry him? hair strands!"

"Who are you? How do you talk?"

One of the young masters said he was going to do something, but he was stopped. The son who stopped him was polite, nodded slightly at the man and said, "Don't blame me, senior, we are only waiting for the legendary number one beauty in the world." I'm just curious, I don't mean to be insulting, listening to senior's tone, it seems like I've seen a real person?"

"That's right." The man stroked his beard lightly and recalled with a slightly weathered face, "More than 20 years ago, I was lucky enough to catch a glimpse from afar. between all."

"Is it so beautiful?" The young master who blocked people immediately became more curious, "After listening to what senior said, I really want to go to Jialuo Hall to see what's going on."

"Although King Miaojiang sent out many posts, not everyone can enter the Nagara Hall."

The young master who blocked people smiled slightly, but he was also suave and suave, "Senior said it is true, I am really lucky to have the face of the king of Miaojiang to send the post."

"Oh? It seems that we can walk in the same way."

"Senior please."

Listening to these noisy discussions, Long Er frowned and said, "King Miao is making such a big noise, and I'm not afraid that someone will take advantage of the opportunity to fish in troubled waters."

Mo Ruchu said, "There are advantages and disadvantages when there are more people than us, so we must act carefully at that time."

Xi Cang had a sullen face, frowned, and said nothing, Long Er glanced at him, and sighed secretly in his heart, but after more than a month, this person's temperament became more and more calm, and now he doesn't even have a single unnecessary word Willing to say it.

The three urged their horses to walk through the crowded streets and alleys, and finally reached the gate of Jialuo Hall, but the surrounding area was still surrounded by people from all walks of life, and there was a row of seedlings standing on the steps in front of the gate. The sons and daughters of the people, all tall and burly, with unique attire, are strictly checking and receiving the guests.

Long Er has always been low-key, so not many people in the Jianghu know him, but Mo Ruchu often walks in the Jianghu and has a good reputation. Few people don't know him, so he leads Long Er and Xi Cang directly. Before urging the horse to the steps, those who waited in line to enter the hall saw someone swaggering past them and went to the front, just about to accuse them, but after seeing the person's face clearly, they all shut their mouths obediently up.

"Isn't that Daxia Mo? He's here too?"

"Can you not come? Xi He is his senior brother!"

"From this point of view, this marriage is [-]% true!"

"That's right, we really came to the right place, this is something to watch!"

The appearance of Mo Ruchu caused a lot of discussion. When the guests saw him, they went down the steps to welcome them in person. They didn't even look at the invitation, and directly led people to the door, "Please, Mr. Mo."

The Jialuo hall occupies a large area, and when you enter the door, there is an open space of about five hundred feet. There are many tables and chairs neatly arranged in the open space, and each table and chair has a nameplate number on it. You can find your seat by yourself according to the license plate you get when you enter the door, which saves a lot of manpower. There is also a white jade platform built in the center of the open space, and a red carpet is directly laid on the platform from the main hall of Jialuo Hall.

The three of Xi Cang were led to the nearest position directly in front of the high platform. At this time, there were already many people sitting on the entire venue. Some people who knew Mo Ruchu wanted to come forward to say hello. The cold air around him was frightened away.

Long Er looked up at the position of the sun, and said in a low voice, "It's almost noon." Then he took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, poured out two pills and gave them to them, "This is the anti-drug pill I developed. , You take it, just in case."

After Mo Ru Chu took it, he glanced left and right, but said, "No one saw Long Zhan."

Long Er glanced at Xi Cang, and murmured, "It's fine if he doesn't come."

Mo Ruchu said again, "Play by ear, I will deal with King Miao, you just save people."

"Your injury..." Long Er just wanted to say something, but suddenly shut up.

Mo Ruchu smiled at him, "Don't worry, you gave me so much good food, it's not easy to die."

"Then you have to be careful yourself for a while."

After half a stick of incense, the sun was high and it was noon, the venue was already full of visitors, but today's protagonists still didn't show up, and the visitors were a little impatient.

"What are you doing? We are invited to watch the ceremony, and we sat for a long time without even a sip of tea!"

"Do you dare to drink tea?"

"Why not?"

"How dare you come out with your brain? Can the Miao people drink whatever they want? You're not afraid of being caught!"

"Then we can't just sit around, it's already noon, why isn't the Lord coming out? I'm here to see the most beautiful thing in the world!"

"What's the hurry, good food is never afraid of being late."

Listening to the chattering discussions around him, Xi Cang only clenched his hands holding the sword even tighter, and his gaze was fixed on the main hall gate of Jialuo Hall.

After waiting for a while, just as the complaints from the guests became louder, a beautiful woman with a charming figure came out from the main hall. She twisted her waist and swung her hips, and stepped onto the high platform gracefully.

"Mei Ji!" Seeing her, Long Er's expression turned cold.

Mei Ji stood on the stage and had a panoramic view of everyone in the audience. Hearing Long Er's cry, she moved her gaze over and said in a charming voice, "Master Long, long time no see!"

After hearing her words, everyone started discussing again.

"So he is Second Master Long? Long Zhan's brother?"

"He's already here? What about Long Zhan? Why doesn't he come when his younger brother gets married?"

"Don't talk too much, let's just watch the show."

Long Er smirked at the woman on the stage, "Long Er is really blind this time, and he has never seen that you are from Miaojiang."

Meiji fiddled with her hair and said softly, "What about Miaojiang people? Could it be that I, Meiji, are not as good as your Central Plains girls?"

"Even though I have seen countless people, I am not as famous as your Meiji." Long Er said and stood up from his seat, "Let's put our grievances aside first, I am here to see King Miaojiang this time, auspicious time It's all over, why hasn't he come out?"

"That's right, we've been waiting for a long time, when will the wedding start!" The people present also booed.

Mei Ji cast a sideways glance, which almost made the bones of the angry group of people collapse, and they fell back to their seats one by one.

"The emperor is not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry? We Miaojiang people don't believe in auspicious times. If we like to feed a cup directly on him, we will obediently go with you for the rest of our lives. Does any of you want to try?"

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