The steps in mid-air stopped for life.

Ling Yun stood upright, and her usually casual but straight back looked a little weathered at this moment, as if it could be swept away by a gust of wind.

He tilted his head, and only his eyes were exposed outside the delicate mask. His glazed eyes did not have the impressive aura of being the top of ten thousand people in the past, as if someone had drained his essence, making him a little depressed and cold.

The carriage was galloping, carrying her who had regained her appearance, and her new husband who was half-armed around her shoulders and waving to the people around her, domineering and majestic in the world.

A dense crowd of people surrounded him in the center. The girl in green clothes, who was still elegant and elegant in light blue, with a cute and dazzling bird next to her, held his arm and smiled sweetly.

The world seemed to freeze. She was lying in front of the carriage, her eyes locked on him. He raised his head and his eyes fell lightly on her face. At that moment, thousands of impulses surged in his heart, but in the end, who

None moved.

There is a wall between them, a sea of ​​millions of people, and the happy existence beside each other.

Thousands of words came to my throat, but they were silent.

I see.

The hand holding the curtain lowered, and the golden curtain instantly blocked Wan Yun's figure.

Because of love, we respect; because of respect, we shrink back.

In the end, it can only be passed by.

"Lin Yun."

Through the curtain, Wan Yun sent a message to his ears, "As long as you are happy."

Gently, faintly, these seven words were like using a cold sword to cut open his chest one by one.

After being stunned for a moment, Lin Yun suddenly realized something. He stepped forward with his right foot and reached into the air with his hand, making a grabbing gesture!

"Brother Lingyun, the wind has picked up, your hands are getting cold..."

Yan Qiqi stopped him in a flash, as if he didn't see anything. He just took his hand and gently put it into his palm. When he was about to break free, he casually sighed: "The emperor and the empress are really at odds with each other, look at their

He must be living a very happy life..."

With just this sentence, the urge to burst out like hot lava was gone.

Standing there, he watched the noble and magnificent royal carriage bump away, driving out of his sight and out of his world without looking back.

"Huh?" Yan Qiqi looked at him with concern: "Brother Lingyun, what's wrong with you?"

He pursed his lips and didn't answer.

After a while, he closed his eyes slumped.

"Walk."

In the carriage, Lu Jichen showed no sign of being angry at Wan Yun's impulsive behavior. Fortunately, he half-leaned over with a playful look on his face.

"Wan Yun, is that your lover?"

"..."

Wan Yun leaned his head against the wall of the car and said nothing.

"Why does he wear a mask? He looks ugly? He has scars on his face like you did before?"

"..."

"Who is that woman next to him?"

"..."

"Madam? Or a concubine? You are so petite and cute, look at you, you are as tough as a man..."

"Lu Jichen, can you shut up!"

Couldn't "he" see that he was lovelorn? There is no end to the moaning!

Wan Yun was filled with anger. He leaned over and struck out with the knife. When he met "his" clear eyes, there was no hint of teasing. He trembled and the knife fell softly on "his" shoulder.

"sorry."

He quickly retracted his hand, lowered his head and murmured: "I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood, I shouldn't lose my temper with you..."

"idiot."

Lu Jichen didn't care, he poked her head with his finger, and then hugged her into his arms, "Yes, you are tough, you are strong, you have your own ideas, and you are never willing to give in to others. It is completely different from Fufeng who is weak.

Liu Jiao, a small and exquisite normal woman... don't look at me like this, I really am not scolding you in a roundabout way. Mu Wanyun, listen up, you are so different, you also attract people's attention, and are even more charming!

If he doesn't like you, it's because he has no vision and no luck! If I really... I will definitely fall in love with you, but it's a pity..."

With a sigh, Lu Jichen raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Yun's cheeks.

"Wan Yun, don't worry. After you help me get rid of that big cancer, I will definitely help you find the best man in the world! Only the best man in the world can deserve a special woman like you... But now,

I can't give you anything, I can only promise you a lively wedding, so that all the men in the world can see clearly how beautiful you are standing on the top of the Nine Palaces."

"Xiao Cui..." Wan Yun's nose felt sore and she couldn't bear it anymore, so she threw herself into "him"'s arms and cried loudly.

"I was so worried about him, so scared that he would die. I had always thought that as long as he was alive, no matter what happened... But now, he is alive and well, with another woman by his side, but my heart hurts terribly.

!I don’t want to cry...Really, I don’t want to be such a coward. I love him obviously, but I don’t dare to come forward. I can only hide in the dark. Why am I so useless!”

"Fortunately, you didn't have the guts to step forward." Lu Jichen rolled his eyes at the roof of the car, curled his lips and groaned: "If you really don't care about anything, wouldn't you be embarrassing me in front of everyone in the world?"

Lu Jichen's tone was as aggrieved as that of a young daughter-in-law, coupled with the pitiful look in "his" eyes, he grabbed the dragon robe and twisted it around. Before Wan Yun had time to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

.Putting her elbow on "his" belly and kicking her shiny dragon boots, Wan Yun said in a dumbfounded voice: "Has anyone ever said that you are really annoying when you are caring?"

"Just laugh." Lu Jichenai reluctantly let her step on the dragon boots, and sighed, "Except for that old man, I have never teased anyone with my tricks. But who calls you my queen?"

In the first year of Emperor Xuan, on the tenth day of the tenth month, the Emperor of Jiufang Kingdom got married.

"...It is not easy for the empress to be of the same body as me, inherit the ancestral temple, and be the mother of the world! Only the daughter of the Mu family is the most virtuous in the world, and she can be worthy of it. Now I personally grant the golden book of phoenix seal, and the queen of the book will be the sixth palace.

Lord, admire this!"

"Thank you, my concubine."

Wan Yun stood up with the support of the maids on both sides, solemnly took the imperial edict with both hands, and subconsciously glanced at her "adopted father", the Taifu.

What’s next?

Master Taifu stumbled. Did this woman listen carefully to his "instructions on the wedding process" yesterday? She is indeed the queen personally selected by the emperor. If she is careless, she is as good as "him"!

"The auspicious time has come, my daughter, hurry up and get on Fengyu."

The Grand Tutor didn't bother to explain any more, so he pulled the cloud and stuffed it directly into Feng Yu who was waiting at the door. He turned around and took out another apple from nowhere, and stuffed it into her hand without saying a word.

"Get this." Then he raised his hand and said tremblingly: "Let's get started."

Watching Feng Yu's "daughter" off on an unknown journey, the Taifu felt mixed emotions in his heart, stroking his white beard and shaking his head leisurely.
Chapter completed!