Rebirth of the tyrant love husband

She looks about 32 or [-] years old, tall and plump, wearing a red brocade dress with white stars embroidered on the skirt.

Her jet-black hair was tied up into a flying fairy bun, with golden branches inserted into the bun, and long bead ornaments hanging tremblingly, swaying between her temples.With a melon-seeded face and red phoenix eyes, there is an indescribable charm between every frown and smile.

Shen Yan simply responded, feeling very surprised at her outfit today from the bottom of her heart.

"Ziyan Immortal, you are back, look at the dumplings I made."

Bai Ling'er, a female disciple under Liu Yunxu's sect, jumped and ran over from the table, with an unrecognizable dumpling lying in her palm.

When everyone heard the silver bell-like voice, they all turned their heads to look at the door.

Among the immortal sects, apart from Bai Ling'er who dared to talk to Shen Yan so unscrupulously, no one dared to do so.

Because of the festival, Shen Yan's face was obviously happier, so he raised his hand and touched Bai Ling'er's head that just reached his shoulder, and smiled slightly: "It's well wrapped."

"I just said the dumplings were made well, but they said they didn't make them well." Bai Ling'er muttered and went back to make dumplings.

"Ziyan Xianzun seems to be in a good mood today. It turns out that being gentle is so good for female disciples. Men like us are not blessed to endure such a gentle Ziyan Xianzun! Oh... By the way, there is also Gu Wanqing, Gu Wanqing is an exception, he can bear it..."

Cangfeng City's Yaoqing Immortal Master Song Qingyu patted the flour on his hands, walked through the crowd with a smile on his face, his face was full of sarcasm.

Song Qingyu hadn't finished speaking, Shen Yan was already in embarrassment, her face turned red up to her ears.

Xie Qinghuan, who was also learning how to make dumplings, became furious when she heard it. She immediately threw away the half-wrapped dumpling wrappers, took the rolling pin at hand and rushed over.

"Song Qingyu, what the hell are you fucking farting here!"

Seeing this, several disciples hurriedly pulled him back.

No matter how you say it, Song Qingyu is the head of Cangfeng City, and she couldn't hold back when Xie Qinghuan scolded her like that.Immediately, a spinning dragon rope with sparks appeared in his hand, and he flew towards Xie Qinghuan without saying a word.

"Song Qingyu, what are you doing?" Liu Yunxu on the side also hurriedly flew forward, raising her sleeves to cut off the broken dragon rope.

After hearing a few crisp sounds of "crash la la", the dragon rope, which was still alive just now, broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.

Everyone looked towards the door in unison, only to realize that it was not the Xuanlong rope that Liu Yunxu blocked, but Gu Wanqing who was leaning against the door.

I saw him leaning on the vermilion door frame with his arms folded and holding Ni Linjian.A light yellow gown inlaid with gold trim was like a piece of flawless jade, wrapping his tall and well-proportioned body.

A gust of night wind blew, and the long hair drooping on his chest fluttered with the wind.

"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be Gu Wanqing, the owner of the Heavenly Demon Palace." Song Qingyu's previously livid face immediately changed into another one, and then put away the spinning dragon rope. "I just made a joke with Ziyan Immortal Venerable just now, and it didn't matter. That kid Xie Qinghuan is too protective of the lord. Anyway, I am older than you in terms of seniority, right?"

"Grass your uncle!"

Hearing this, Xie Qinghuan was so angry that she broke free from the crowd and rushed forward, but Song Qingyu's friend, Moon Shadow Immortal Master Chi Yinghan from Miyue City stepped forward and slapped her hard.

Xie Qinghuan widened her eyes, covered half of her flushed face, and raised her hand to hit Chi Yinghan back, but was blocked by the Lingxu fan in Chi Yinghan's hand.

"Everyone has seen it. It's not my fault this time, is it?" Song Qingyu spread her hands and smiled at everyone.

Gu Wanqing also smiled, put away the Nilin sword, stood up straight and stepped into the threshold, then clapped her hands and said with a playful smile: "Just now I went back to change my clothes, and there is a big happy event that I haven't had time to announce to everyone, do you want it?" listen?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, everyone stayed in Yingyoujian to practice every day, what kind of happy event could there be? It was hard to make dumplings for the holidays, and such a thing was spread out.

"I'm going to get married on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."

Everyone exploded immediately.

"What? Did you hear me right?"

"marriage?"

"I'm probably hallucinating."

Except for Nie Xiu and Zhou Ziyi, everyone's eyes widened in amazement, and then they whispered to each other, discussing a lot.

Xie Qinghuan's eyes especially widened.

"You heard me right, I'm married to Miss Liu from Liu Yuan's family in Yinghua Town." Gu Wanqing raised her eyebrows and said again.

"Haha... Gu Wanqing, I knew you were nonsense. When did you meet Miss Liu's family? Her father is a millionaire in Yinghua Town. She lives in a golden house and eats thousands of dishes. You poor boy?"

Wen Rushuang, the big disciple behind Song Qingyu, didn't believe what he said at all.

"What's the benefit of lying to you? I have Ziyan Xianzun as a witness." Gu Wanqing retorted, "Ziyan Xianzun personally arranged this marriage with Liu Yuanwai today."

"You still want to lie, your elder brother said that Immortal Zi Yan went to burn incense in the temple today to fulfill his vow, how could he go to make an appointment for you?"

"I'm going to propose marriage to the Liu family for Ah Wan today."

Shen Yan, who had been standing by the door without speaking, suddenly spoke, and the calm look on his face returned to the past.

"Xianzun, you really gave it to him..." Xie Qinghuan opened her eyes wide with disbelief on her face.

"Okay, this is the end of this matter! Song Qingyu went to the quiet room to face the wall and think about it, and the others continued to make dumplings." Shen Yan cut off Xie Qinghuan's words with a cold face, then turned her head and said, "Chi Yinghan will follow me Come, I have something to ask you."