"Qingqing likes such a wedding?" Qin Mufeng stood beside Feng Qing and looked down.

The main street of Snow City is already surrounded by Snow City people.

Even men who are difficult to go out on weekdays can be released today and watch the ceremony together.

The colorful cannons kept exploding in the air, and a line of city slaves in white clothes approached from a distance, obviously the guards who were sending their marriage to the Taoist path.

After the eighty-eight guards, they saw a team of snow leopards in the ice field, with eight in total, walking lazily, with cold breaths sprayed in their nostrils.

"It's okay. After all, I haven't seen such a big wedding."

"Do you want a bigger wedding?"

Only then did Feng Qing understand the reason why Qin Mufeng suddenly asked her questions.

He looked at Qin Mufeng with a smile: "In order to win the beauty back, Ling Xiaofeng almost exerted Nanling's power. Could it be that the Regent also wanted to exert all the power of Nan Qin and gave me a spectacular wedding?"

“It’s not impossible.”

Feng Qing poked Qin Mufeng's waist.

"Fortunately you did not ascend to the throne of the Qin Emperor, otherwise you would definitely be a foolish monarch who plays with the princes and smiles at the beauty."

Qin Mufeng's eyes slightly darkened, and he hugged Feng Qing in his arms.

"The country has always been there, and the beauty is gone, and it is gone."

Listen to this tone, what is it that it is not a fool?

Feng Qing looked at the eight ice field snow leopards with trucks of dowry after them, and she felt a little bored.

"I heard that the marriage of the Saint of Snow City is a rare happy event in a century. One of them is to bid farewell to his parents. Will Ji Wuxue accept Ji Wu's kneeling?"

Feng Qing couldn't see what he was curious about with his own eyes. But Ji Wu was still saying goodbye to her parents.

The saint's wedding gift team has begun to appear on the street. As the bride, she has not stepped out of the city lord's mansion.

Ji Wu and Ling Xiaofeng, who was also wearing big red clothes and red face, bid farewell to the white-haired King of Northern Bing together, and then stood up together.

Ji Wuxue, as the city lord, never even appeared.

Ji Wu lowered her eyelids. Although she didn't see the scene outside, she could still imagine everything. She avoided Ling Xiaofeng's move to hold her hand and turned around and walked towards the phoenix rack that had already stopped at the gate of the city lord's mansion.

Ling Xiaofeng didn't care and bowed to everyone present to watch the ceremony before following him.

In an instant, the city slave sang loudly.

"After the ceremony, the saint's carriage is out of the city!"

Step by step to get on the imperial carriage.

The driving of the imperial carriage.

Ji Wu looked at the scene outside through the thin red veil.

Looking at the city people who were greeted by respectfully on both sides, I felt sad.

It took several years of hard work to enter Snow City and become a saint. I am afraid she will never come back.

Ling Xiaofeng rode on a majestic fire lion, with an unconcealed smugness on his face.

Ji Wu just looked outside until she passed by an inn with a closed door and saw a man and woman on the balcony on the second floor.

No, to be precise, I saw the woman wearing a yellow shirt and an ordinary face.

Ji Wu's pupils shrank slightly, and she stretched out her hand to lift the red veil on her head.

Is it her?

Even though he was extremely unfamiliar and ordinary, there was no trace of spiritual power leaking from his body, Ji Wu still pounded his chest and recognized the person as soon as possible.

It's her!

Feng Qing, standing on the balcony, didn't expect that Ji Wu could see her.

Through the window of the phoenix rack, Feng Qing lifted the veil when she saw Ji Wu at the first sight of her and stared at her without moving.

Qin Mufeng frowned.

He also saw this scene and wanted to take Feng Qing away.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qing held Qin Mufeng's big palm, nodded at Ji Wu, and showed a peaceful smile.

The smile had no ridicule or blessings, as if two strangers who had met by chance nodded inadvertently.

Ji Wu's light-colored pupils shrank slightly.

Unexpectedly, she would come to watch her wedding.

If it were before, Ji Wu would have been resentful and thought that the other party was laughing at her, but now she had no fluctuations in her heart, but instead she felt a little relieved.

She had put so much thought into Feng Qing before and hurt her so many times, but she could not mind at all.

Qin Mufeng should be standing beside Feng Qing.

Even though the two of them had completely covered their appearance, it was still obvious that Qin Mufeng was careful about Feng Qing and Feng Qing's dependence and trust in Qin Mufeng.

yes.

Feng Qing didn't need to care about her at all.

Because she could not affect Feng Qing's life at all. She could not shake Feng Qing's anything.

Lu Nu said that she was the most noble woman in the world, but she was not. The most noble one was Feng Qing.

Feng Qing got far more than her. Feng Qing was the happiest one.

Feng Qing's father could even kill her Ji Wu's mother for Feng Qing, and even fight against the Venerable for Feng Qing.

Fengqing’s father must love Fengqing very much.

Ji Wu nodded slightly to Feng Qing, and finally said nothing, turned around and covered the red veil again.

A tear fell from the veil and smuggled into the red wedding dress and could no longer be seen.

The team of marriage sent out was so large that it started to leave the city at noon and ended in the evening.

Shili Hongzhuang is not enough to describe the huge battle of sending off the marriage.

After all the teams who sent out the marriage left the city, the carnival in Snow City had just begun.

Countless fireworks and colorful cannons kept blooming in the air. Various lanterns were lit on the road. Coupled with the slightly falling snowflakes, the Snow City, which had been indifferent for three years, fell back into the bustle and noise again.

Feng Qing was brought into the house by Qin Mufeng in a cloak. Although she was not cold, her hand was stuffed into a copper stove for heating.

"I didn't expect that we all became like this, and she could still recognize me." Feng Qing was very innocent. She was in the Spirit King realm and was not afraid of cold and heat. Why was it worth being so careful: "But I was also surprised that she seemed to have no intention of exposing us."

Feng Qing put down the copper stove, pointed to the vendor downstairs and said to Cang Zuo: "Cang Zuo, is that fried chestnut? Go and buy one and come back."

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The boss of Yinglan also set up a stall on the street, but it sold candied fruits. At this time, he was having a lot of chats with the vendors next to him.

"But why did Ji Wu's body become like that." Feng Qing recalled the look he looked at Ji Wu and frowned: "My father said that Ji Wuxue had left hidden dangers in order to practice the secret technique of Snow City back then, and this hidden danger would be passed on to the next generation and became more and more serious. Ji Wu himself did not discover it, but there were signs of short life. Now, could it be that this hidden danger has completely exploded?"

Although Ji Wu had thick makeup on her face, she still could not hide her weakness.

Feng Qing’s eyes are so poisonous, how could he not tell that Ji Wu is holding on?

Ji Wu is only five years older than her, but her physical condition is like an old woman, as if her vitality has been drained. Feng Qing really can't figure out what happened to Ji Wu.
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