I, Yuelao, quit!

Although the marriage ceremony in the heavenly court does not have as many restraints and tortures as in the mortal world, there are still a few necessary rules.

For example, the two parties cannot meet for three days before the wedding.

When Hua Jinlai took Su Yun away, it was as if the two had experienced a life-and-death parting that would never see each other.

Hua Jin sat in the main hall drinking tea and waiting for Su Yun, while in the room Lu Yue tightly hugged Su Yun's waist and did not let go.

"Xiao Yun, there is no such auspicious saying in heaven, only in the world, why are they separated for three days?"

Su Yun was quarreled all night by the childish Director Lu who was "rejuvenating his youth", and his temples were swollen and painful.

"A Yue, in just a few days, you went to the demon world to send wedding invitations to Lu Bugui, and then it's over..."

Su Yun reluctantly packed up his things sooner or later, and came out of the room, followed by Lu Yue.

Hua Jin, who was still drinking tea, glanced back and saw Director Lu and his youngest son still stuck together, and turned around calmly pretending nothing happened.

It's just that the tea in his hand splashed a little.

Wangcai and Goudan stood on the cat climbing frame, with their front paws together, their fluffy tails circled in front of their meat paws, and their clear eyes like glass looked at the two fathers who were chattering.

Lu Yue kissed Su Yun's forehead and asked in a low voice.

"Xiaoyun, you don't want me, don't you even want the cat?"

When Su Yun heard that it made sense, he nodded thoughtfully, looked at Director Xia and the cat, held his chin and thought for a while, and took Wangcai and Goudan home by the way.

Only Director Lu was left alone in the hall.

Lu Yue looked at Su Yun's disappearing figure, "..."

Why does he always have a sense of crisis that Xiaoyun is going to run away from marriage?

Before the wedding was already a busy and chaotic scene.

No little fairy dared to disturb Lu Yue ignorantly, so everyone flocked to Su Yun's place, and the congratulatory words on their lips could probably be recompiled into a "Encyclopedia of Wedding Blessings".

There are also various trivial matters, such as the order in which guests are seated, what dishes to prepare, and how to serve them.

After trying on good wedding clothes, sending wedding invitations to all relatives and colleagues, and then dealing with congratulatory compliments from all walks of life, Su Yun was tossed until half his life almost died.

He collapsed on the bed dying, staring blankly at the target slogan on the wall, "Earn him a hundred million spirit stones first", and murmured.

"Why can't I think about it so much, I want to marry myself off at a young age..."

On the bedside table was a pot of mimosa that Lu Yue gave him.

When Su Yun said this, the mimosa suddenly shook its leaves slightly, and the leaves turned at an angle, just facing Su Yun.

Su Yun tucked her head into the soft pillow.

"It's over, this marriage is over... so tired..."

The mimosa became like a spirit, shaking more violently, even the flowerpot trembled slightly.

Su Yun had such a headache that he lost his mind, suddenly stuck out his little head from under the pillow, and said to himself.

"...It should be too late to retire now, right?"

The trembling leaf tips of the mimosa suddenly stopped stiffly.

Su Yun noticed that the mimosa next to it seemed to have experienced an earthquake alone, from the tip of the leaf to the root, driving the small flowerpot to shake violently.

He sat up straight, narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the unusual pot of mimosa.

As soon as Su Yun stared at it, the frightened Mimosa immediately returned to its normal state, calmly swaying gently with the breeze.

Su Yun tried to ask.

"Lu Yue?"

The mimosa leaves sway less and are almost still.

Su Yun picked up the mimosa, and slowly stroked the sensitive leaf tips with his fingertips, before the two leaves closed slowly

Then he unexpectedly picked up a leaf and pulled it up——

"Lu Yue, speak."

Mimosa tilted up as if being caught by the ear, and stubbornly remained silent.

Su Yun almost laughed out of anger, put the mimosa back on the bedside table, and deliberately said to himself.

"It's a good thing you're not married now..."

In an instant, streamers of light surrounded the mimosa from top to bottom, and Lu Yue's figure appeared as the bright light flowed.

Lu Yue stood innocently beside the bed, trying to make a reasonable explanation.

"Xiao Yun, I'm just worried that you will be in danger."

Su Yun sat cross-legged on the bed, resting his chin, looking up and down at Lu Yue.

It seems to be thinner.

A little distressed.

With no expression on his face, he asked.

"How many days have you been eavesdropping?"

"……long time."

Su Yun nodded, "Tell me how to punish yourself."

Lu Yue immediately took out a large durian covered with spikes from the storage bag.

Su Yun shook his head.

Lu Yue stretched out his palm naturally and handed it to Su Yun.

Su Yun shook his head again.

Lu Yue thought deeply for a while, then took out the washboard covered with iron thorns.

Su Yun stared at the sharp thorn with a cold light above it, "..."

Is this a punishment?

Su Yun ordered, "Lower your head."

Lu Yue leaned over and lowered his head, the two of them were very close, and the warm breath sprayed on the neck, as if a small feather was scratching.

Although he had kissed Director Lu many times, Su Yun's face still burned uncontrollably.

"Close your eyes."

He added, "Don't open it at will."

Lu Yue obediently closed his eyes.

Su Yun held Lu Yue's face in his hands, and kissed from forehead to nose, and finally to lips.

Pausing on the lips for a moment, like a kitten showing its harmless paws, Su Yun bit Lu Yue's lips slightly hard.

He increased the intensity by one-thousandth, and said vaguely.

"This is punishment."

Lu Yue's eyes darkened, and he bit Su Yun's soft lips back, his voice was hoarse.

"...Xiao Yun, can you punish me a few more times in the future?"

……

Two hours later, Su Yun tidied up his clothes, walked out of the room blushing, and wanted to blow some air to calm down.

Director Lu was left alone in the room kneeling on the thorned washboard.

Hua Jin wanted to find Su Yun urgently, so she called several times at the door of Su Yun's room, but no one answered.

Pushing open the door, what I saw head-on was Director Lu who bowed his head and knelt on the washboard to admit his mistake.

The eyes met each other, and the atmosphere was dead silent and embarrassing.

As if rewinding the camera, Hua Jin calmly retracted her step, closed the door, turned around, and left without saying anything.

It seemed that he ran into something that shouldn't be seen.

The current husband and wife are really good at playing.

On the eve of the wedding, Lu Bugui also rushed back to the Heavenly Court in time, bringing with him his new apprentice—the little boy he had saved in the martial arts arena.

The two brothers sat facing each other in the main hall, and there was an inexplicable smell of confrontation and fighting in the air.

The little boy was standing beside Lu Bugui, his face expressionless, his little hands hanging down restrainedly by his side, and his back tensed.

Just like a shrunken version of Lu Yue.

Lu Bugui crossed his legs gracefully, held the teacup in his right hand, and sipped it leisurely.

He turned to the little boy next to him and said.

"Xiao Yuan, have you seen the cold-faced old man opposite?"

Lu Yue was using a porcelain lid to wipe off the white foam on the surface of the tea, when he heard this, he paused slightly.

The little boy looked at the young looking Lu Yue hesitantly. The voice of the young man who was undergoing a voice change was a bit hoarse.

"Master, do you mean Director Lu?"

Lu Bugui patted the little boy's head lovingly.

"Yes, it's the old man. As long as you defeat him, you will be considered a teacher."

In an instant, the storm suddenly emerged from the ground, turned into a sharp wind sword out of thin air, and suddenly stabbed at Lu Bugui.

Lu Bugui remained motionless, the long sword inserted behind his back buzzed and flew out of the scabbard, blocking the sharp wind sword abruptly.

However, the long sword couldn't withstand the strong offensive wind sword after all, and was forced to retreat step by step.

Lu Yue raised his hand upwards, scattered the wind sword, took a sip of tea, and counterattacked lightly.

"Your master has never defeated me."

Lu Bugui patted the little boy's shoulder indifferently.

"So the master bet all his hopes on you."

The little boy clenched his fists calmly.

Lu Yue was too lazy to talk to Lu Bugui, turned around and walked back to the room.

"Get up early tomorrow, don't oversleep."

Lu Bugui said suddenly.

"Brother, mother will be very pleased."

Lu Yue paused.

He continued slowly.

"After all, you didn't die alone."

Lu Yue turned his head and glanced at Lu Bugui who was still sipping tea.

"Mother had long since given up hope on me, but you..."

"...She once told me personally that she hoped that you could bring back seven fat grandchildren for him."

Lu Bugui shook his hand, the porcelain cup was not held firmly, fell to the ground, and shattered in response.

He didn't take a sip of the tea, and coughed so badly that the little boy quickly patted his back for him.

Amid the crisp sound of the teacup falling to the ground, Lu Yue continued to walk towards the room.

"For your mother's last wish, remember to work hard, and remember to pay for a porcelain cup with a thousand spirit stones."

After more than a month of intensive preparations, when Su Yun was almost exhausted before the wedding, the wedding was finally about to take place.

Su Yun was so nervous that he couldn't sleep for a whole night.

The 'mimosa' that Lu Yue turned into by the bedside pot was forcibly deported because of the rule that he could not meet each other, so he couldn't chat with him to ease his tension.

After tossing and turning on the bed for about two hours, before dawn and the rooster crowing towards the sun, Su Yun was lifted from the bed by Hua Jin with two huge dark circles under his eyes.

Some people, although the body has left the bed, but the soul is still sticky and inseparable from the bed.

Su Yun narrowed his eyes sleepily, closed his eyes like a cat, changed into the complicated wedding clothes, and was tidied up by Hua Jin again.

To cover the dark circles, a rouge-like dye was applied to the lips, and a sticky substance was poured on the top of the head to fix the hairstyle.

However, the dull hair on the top of the head stood upright no matter what, and couldn't be pressed down at all.

If you put any piece of silk cloth on it, you will stubbornly bulge a small bag.

Hua Jin stared at the bulge on the top of her head for a long time: "..."

Finally, she began to turn her attention to Su Yun's clothes, and completely gave up that dull hair.

From the time when there was no gleam of light until it was dawn, the wedding dragon chariot to welcome Su Yun was already waiting outside.

Xiaolong was also blasted out of the dragon's nest by Director Lu early in the morning, and now he is yawning outside Su Yun's house, spraying small fire balls.

His body was tied with bright red ropes for decoration, and he pulled the luxurious frame behind him, resting on the clouds.

It, Long Yu, bears the burden of humiliation, abandons his figure, and is willing to be a diligent and diligent puller.

Before setting off, Lu Yue asked incredulously.

"Fly steadily, don't shake Xiaoyun."

The little dragon yawned a long time, sporadic sparks spewed out of the dragon's mouth, and it nodded perfunctorily.

"Director Lu, don't worry, I have practiced pulling the cart many times."

A few days before Xiaoyuelao and Director Lu's big wedding, its daily routine was to be pulled out of the dragon's nest early in the morning, and then fly around the heavenly court three times at a constant speed at a speed of several hundred kilometers per hour. .

It's like flying countless marathons.

It felt that it hadn't flown so far and so long since its birth, and the whole dragon would be scrapped on the way.

The naughty toddler surrounded the restored little dragon curiously, tentatively stroking the bright golden dragon scales with his little hands.

The little girl tugged at her mother's clothes and said enviously.

"Mother, that dragon is so majestic! I really want to have a dragon pull the cart for me when I get married in the future."

Xiaolong shook the rope proudly and spewed out a long string of more dazzling flames towards the sky as if showing his strength.

Hua Jin thought Xiaolong was urging him by breathing out fire, so he poked his head out and replied.

"It will be ready soon!"

Su Yun tugged at the somewhat too long hem uncomfortably, and when she was about to get into the car, Hua Jin's eyes were red, and she hugged him and kept choking.

"My son... Mom really misses you..."

Su Yun replied honestly.

"Mom, in fact, as long as you want, you can teleport to see me every day..."

Moreover, his mother will take Wanliyun to go to Director Lu's main hall with him later.

Every day when he went to work in Yuelao Division, he would pass by Baihua Division.

Hua Jin held back the tears that she couldn't shed in a second.

"You kid, what are you talking about? It's only when you're sad. How can I send you out of the house happily? Isn't it like driving you out?"

Su Yun also hugged Hua Jin back, comforting Hua Jin.

"Mother, it's okay, I've already raised the money to buy Wanliyun, from Yuelaosi to Baihuasi is almost here..."

Hua Jin patted Su Yun's head reluctantly.

"If you are bullied by Director Lu, you can..."

Hua Jin weighed her own strength, swallowed back the classic and traditional phrase 'Mother will help you find your place', and continued.

"...You just go back to your mother's house and don't live with him."

"Mom, don't worry."

"It's usually Director Lu who lets you go. You must not intentionally provoke Director Lu. He can stab you to death countless times with a flick of his finger."

"Mom, don't worry."

After exhorting in Su Yun's ear for a long time, Hua Jin sent him to the car.

Xiaolong, who struggled to make ends meet by pulling carts, greeted Su Yun, and tearfully accused Director Lu of his atrocities.

"Xiao Yun, you are finally home."

"In just two and a half days, Director Lu's mood was extremely unstable, and I avoided him from a distance, fearing that he would be in a bad mood and stew a pot of dragon meat..."

Su Yun: "..."

"And Lu Bugui is back too. That little devil likes to pull out my dragon scales since I was a child. I'm almost bald by him these few days."

Su Yun: "..."

"Su Yun, in this family, I can only count on you. In the future, if you have any place where you need to breathe fire, such as barbecue and cooking, you can tell me, and I will provide you with the most suitable flame intensity."

Su Yun: "Xiaolong, if you don't fly and waste time, Lu Yue may really know how to stew dragon meat."

Only then did Xiaolong suddenly realize that the agreed time had been delayed a bit.

It immediately soared into the air, and its speed soared to twice its normal speed in an instant, advancing rapidly in the air.

In the wedding car, Su Yun stared intently at the delicate pastries on the table, struggling violently in his heart.

He has been hungry all day.

Although it is said that the gods will not die of starvation, the gluttons in the gods' stomachs will be starved to death.

Mother said not to eat.

But the sound of hunger in his stomach seemed to be playing a symphony one after another.

...then eat a small piece first.

With a serious face, Su Yun secretly took a small piece of pastry, stuffed it into his mouth quickly, and his cheeks swelled up.

The pastry was a bit dry, and he swallowed it with difficulty, and his hunger was relieved a lot.

Then he turned his attention to the pastry plate with various festive pastries.

This little chic pastry looks like something.

want to eat.

If you eat a few yuan secretly, no one will find out, so let's take another two or three yuan.

Thinking like this, Su Yun stretched out his hand to the pastry plate with peace of mind.

……

In the main hall, Lu Yue, who had changed into a bright red wedding dress, paced non-stop, his brows were sometimes furrowed, and sometimes relaxed.

Su Yun's father and two elder brothers were outside to receive the guests attending the wedding banquet.

The little fairies outside the house did not expect that Director Lu would come out to receive them, each drinking fine wine and delicious food on the desk, chatting happily.

Lu Bugui was in the house teaching his little apprentice how to dance the sword, and was dazzled by Lu Yue.

"Lu Yue, what are you worried about? With Long Yu around, nothing will happen to Xiao Yun."

Lu Yue remained silent, just stood still and looked out of the house.

Xiaolong's figure has not yet appeared.

Lu Bugui said lazily.

"I see, you are not worried at all, you are just anxious when you don't see Su Yun."

"You might as well teleport to look for Su Yun on the dragon carriage."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Yue disappeared in front of his eyes in an instant.

Lu Bugui stared blankly at the open space in front of him for a long while, never expecting that his brother would really run to find Su Yun.

Can't even wait for a while.

Is longing so painful?

Lu Single Dog Bugui fell into deep thought, then rubbed the little boy's head, turned his body backwards, and casually raised his legs.

"This is the end of being addicted to love, wasting your cultivation, and delaying your comprehension of spiritual arts. Xiaoyuan, you must never learn from that old grandfather."

……

When Lu Yue suddenly appeared in front of him, Su Yun was carefully holding the pastry and putting it in his mouth.

He raised his head unexpectedly, and looked at Lu Yue in blank dismay.

He calmly put the uneaten pastry back on the plate, pretending nothing happened.

The pastry plate has been almost wiped out by him.

Seeing that Su Yun's mouth was covered with pastry crumbs, and his cheeks were still bulging like a little squirrel, swallowing desperately, Lu Yue shook his head helplessly and smiled, leaning over to help Su Yun wipe it off lovingly. Debris around the mouth.

He handed Su Yun warm rose juice.

Su Yun bowed his head like a life-saving treasure and began to drink in small sips.

The pastry was too dry, and his throat was so stuck that he was almost speechless.

Lu Yue gently patted Su Yun's head.

"Drink slowly."

Holding the rose juice, Su Yun's cheeks were flushed red, and he didn't dare to look up at Lu Yue.

Lu Yue was wearing a bright red wedding dress with gold threads, and his long hair was tied up with a festive crimson ribbon. His originally indifferent and indifferent temperament was much gentler than before.

Taking a small sip of rose juice, he asked vaguely.

"A Yue, why are you here?"

They probably broke all the pre-wedding rules.

From the fact that the two cannot see each other for three days, to the fact that they cannot see each other until the ceremony is officially held, all the rules of unknown origin have been broken.

Lu Yue looked at Su Yun carefully, Su Yun's skin was fair, wrapped in a wedding dress, it looked even more white as snow, and the expression in his eyes gradually deepened.

"Here to bring you water."

In fact, it was because he missed little Su Yun.

Su Yun hugged Lu Yue, kissed him rewardingly, and pushed him again.

"Go back quickly."

Xiaolong felt that Lu Yue was coming into the car, and his speed suddenly soared, and he was about to rush directly to the entrance of the main hall——

Lu Yue had no choice but to teleport back immediately, then walked out of the room, and went to the entrance of the main hall under the eyes of the guests, waiting for Long Yu to land with the wedding car.

When Su Yun felt the car stopped, just as Su Yun got up and opened the car door, a hand with sharp bones came in.

Standing outside the car door, Lu Yue firmly hugged Su Yun, took his hand, and clasped his ten fingers, and walked towards the chief of the court who presided over the wedding in the main hall.

Hold your hand and grow old together.

In this life, there is only this wish.

……

Sitting next to Qin Wuyuan, Bai Li saw Su Yun and Lu Yue holding hands happily, and suddenly snatched the flagon from Qin Wuyuan's hand.

"Let's have a wedding in a few days."

Qin Wuyuan was about to pour himself a glass of wine, but the small silver jug ​​was taken away unexpectedly. He squinted his eyes and turned to stare at Bai Li.

"What's crazy? When did I promise you?"

Having said that, his earlobes gradually turned red.

Bai Li snapped her fingers and counted seriously.

"Past life, previous life, previous life, previous life..."

Qin Wuyuan interrupted him, "It doesn't count."

"Does it only count in this world?"

"Ah."

Bai Li blinked, and hugged Qin Wuyuan tightly as if she had succeeded in a trick.

"Although it is a previous life to me, but to you, there is only one life. Is this considered a promise in this life?"

Qin Wuyuan was stunned, then turned his head away unnaturally, his earlobes had already turned from light pink to deep red.

"Not counting."

Bai Li didn't let go of her hand, and put her head on Qin Wuyuan's shoulder, rubbing it back and forth like a clingy big dog.

"It's okay, I can continue to chase."

"Anyway, you have agreed in previous lives, and you will definitely agree in this life."

Qin Wuyuan squeezed out a soft snort from his nose, not knowing whether it meant disdain or shyness, he stiffly stretched his hand to the side.

"Give me back the flagon."

"This wine is too strong, don't drink too much, last time you drank two glasses and couldn't handle it..."

Qin Wuyuan sneered, forcibly snatched back the jug, poured himself a full glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp.

"Surnamed Bai, who do you think pours a cup?"

In less than half a minute, Qin Wuyuan's vision gradually blurred, and even Bai Li next to him transformed into three 'clones', waving his hands in front of him.

Bai Li's voice seemed to penetrate into the eardrum vaguely through a thick wall, sometimes far away and sometimes near.

"Yuanyuan, are you okay?"

Qin Wuyuan tried his best to support his eyelids, but with a stiff mouth, he forced himself to speak.

"Of course I'm fine...I'm not drunk for a thousand cups, how can something happen..."

As soon as the words fell, he fell into Bai Li's arms and fell asleep.

Bai Li shook her head helplessly, and helped Qin Wuyuan straighten the broken hair on his forehead.

Staring at Qin Wuyuan's face for a long time, he leaned over again and gently kissed him on the lips.

Just let him be a villain and take advantage of others.