The wedding in the palace is about to be held, who will stop their carriage at this time.

Ye Lingyue made a silent motion, slowly opened the carriage curtain, and Xingxiaodagger was ready to go.

A sudden gust of cold wind rushed in, Ye Lingyue had not recovered, her hand was already restrained, she was startled and was about to attack.

But at this time, a fragrant fragrance like ice and snow floated, and then, she fell into a broad chest, her heart that was nervous and almost wrinkled, after smelling that breath, she suddenly calmed down down.

Unprepared, her teeth were easily pried open by someone who came. Soft and hot, the man's tongue was in her mouth, grabbing her sweetness and biting it gently.

Following the man's breathing, Ye Lingyue only felt her heart beat like a drum, pounding afterward.

It wasn't until she plundered all her breath and smell that the man let Ye Lingyue go.

It was really Feng Xin, Ye Lingyue's face was red, and she looked at the man whose face was radiant, as if she had received countless nourishment.

Her lips were already red and swollen, as if they had been coated with high-quality rouge, which made people think about it.

In Ye Lingyue's crescent-like eyes, a pair of eyes, water light ripples, flashing bright colors, watching Feng Xin for a moment, couldn't help but kiss her again.

Outside the carriage, inside the carriage, he coughed at the same time, reminding the existence of a third and fourth person.

Tianzun's face was full of embarrassment.

Princess Qingfeng has an ambiguous smile on her face. It is true that if there is a father, there must be a son. This time, the son is much more daring than before.

It seemed that Ye Lingyue, the prospective daughter-in-law, could not escape.

Ye Lingyue covered her red ears.

It was not the first time that she and Feng Xin were intimate. They were in the study, behind others, and in the carriage, but they were not in front of others.

"Fengxin, you slut, how can you be in front of... no, how are you... why are you here?" Ye Lingyue's pretty face flashed a sullen look, and she was about to go to the carriage angrily. I drilled inside, but I remembered again, how could Feng Xin appear here?

Also surprised was Princess Qingfeng.

"Of course I came to watch the ceremony,

It's a good day when my father and my mother remarried, how could I, a son, not show up. Feng Xin took Ye Lingyue out of the carriage, and when the latter protested, he said softly. "Let my mother and Tianzun be alone for a while." "

Feng Xin hugged Ye Lingyue and walked towards a carriage behind her.

Tianzun stood in front of the carriage, looking at the pretty woman in red makeup.

"You still can't put him down in the end." Tianzun's eyes were complicated, with unwillingness and grief.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry, I will never be able to repay your kindness to me in my life." Princess Qingfeng looked at the man whose face was still handsome, but the man who made Huafa gray and temples prematurely.

That year, she was dying at the bottom of the cliff, and it was him who appeared in front of her after three days and three nights of searching.

Her face was ruined and she was disheartened. It was him who woke her up with a slap, forced her to see Xin'er, and told her that she must survive.

She stayed in Tongtian Pavilion, and he was also a teacher and a brother. He devoted everything he had and taught her everything patiently.

She understands all that Tianzun treats her well.

It's a pity that she met Feng Lan first.

"Qingfeng, I don't expect your repayment, I just ask you, if there is an afterlife, if there is no Feng Lan between you and me, would you be willing to be with me?" Tianzun lowered his eyes.

There is no hope in this life, at least in the afterlife.

If there is an afterlife, and the years will not be wasted, he must find her and meet her before Feng Lan.

The man's low-pitched question made Qingfeng cry like rain.

In this life, she did not lose the world, but she only lost him.

She knew that she should nod, but this nod was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and it was difficult to fall.

It's been too long in the next life, how can she lightly promise.

She failed him in this life, how could she bear to harm his next life again.

Tianzun smiled bitterly.

"Come on, stop, Qing Feng, you and I are shallow after all. Go ahead, he's waiting for you."

Princess Qingfeng, her eyes blurred with tears, she passed by Tianzun's side, knelt down heavily, and kowtowed three times towards him, then got up, that fiery radiance bloomed in the early spring when it was cold and cold.

She looked at the palace, which was deep in the palace, and walked away, leaving Tianzun alone.

But I don't know, just the moment she passed him by.

The man behind him suddenly collapsed his shoulders, as if he had lost all his strength in an instant, and tears were pouring down like rain.

This passing, but it is a lifetime.

On the carriage, Ye Lingyue couldn't help but red eyes.

"Tianzun, is a poor person."

"Human's feelings are like fish drinking water, and they know how to be cold and warm, so why are they not pitiful?" Feng Xin rubbed her little woman's hair. Seeing her red eyes and red nose, she couldn't help but feel pity and wiped her gently. Tears gone.

"By the way, why are you the only one? Your father was forced to marry, so you have to be a little bit of a son. How can you be alone, and somehow bring your father's rival over here?" Ye Lingyue saw Feng Xin. His body was fine, and while he was happy, he complained.

"Yan Jiu was held back by some trivial matters. The Empress's marriage also invited some people to come. It is not appropriate for people from the underground Yan Palace to appear in the palace. Besides, seeing that you are confident enough to bring my mother to the meeting alone, I think you already have it. It's a surefire way." Feng Xin smiled, he dared to underestimate anyone, but he dared not underestimate the little woman in his arms.

Ye Lingyue opened her eyes and smiled.

"Then what are you waiting for, the time will come, and we should go in and watch the play."

In the palace, the Empress today, wearing red makeup, wearing a bun, wearing a happy crown on her head, wearing a wedding dress made of high-quality Beiqingyun brocade, dragged three or four feet long, and carefully groomed eyebrows, The beauty is like a blooming national color peony.

"The Holy One is so beautiful today, and it must be overwhelming." Die Mei praised the Empress beside her.

The empress also looked at it several times. The gorgeous face in the mirror made her forget her hair loss and baldness for a while.

"Your Majesty, the auspicious time has come, and King Feng and all officials of the civil and military are already waiting in the Heming Hall."

The official reminded.

The Empress got up and walked out of the bedroom with the support of several palace maids.

Only when he arrived at the entrance of Heming Hall, Feng Lan's tall and tall figure like a pine tree lit up the eyes of the Empress.

But when she saw Feng Lan's face clearly, the Empress frowned.

How could he just come to the wedding like this.

Feng Lan's face was haggard, and her beard was not shaved. Even her wedding dress was randomly put on, and she didn't even send a belt.

The appearance of the Empress attracted everyone's attention, and everyone's eyes were full of surprises, but Feng Lan seemed to be the only one who didn't see it.

Even when the Empress walked in front of him, he didn't even look at her.

There seemed to be a fire burning in the Empress' heart.

The originally festive atmosphere suddenly became deserted because of the surging dark tide between the Empress and Feng Lan.

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