As night falls, thousands of houses in Zhongzhou are brightly lit, especially Wenxuan Garden is the brightest.
The courtyard is decorated in red, and the atmosphere is filled with joy.
There was a banquet table with eleven people on it. On the table were delicacies from the mountains and seas, fine wines, and outside the table there were lanterns and festoons.
There is a high hall and a main throne. On the throne is a charming figure with loving eyes and the brilliance of an elder. Below the throne is a handsome and beautiful couple named Tiancheng in red dress and red skirt.
What is performed is the traditional three bows to heaven and earth, to the elders, and to the partner.
Tao is about the pursuit of the past, the present, and the future.
Wen Xuan stood beside him, shouting with joy and sadness about the progress of the process.
The guests below were all smiling and congratulating the newlyweds with thunderous palms.
One night, a wedding, a wedding banquet where the guests and host enjoyed themselves, a peaceful and undisturbed dream.
Early the next morning, Mu Chen woke up from his sleep.
Suddenly, a splitting headache swept across the sea of spirits.
He pinched his forehead, pressed his temples, and recalled what happened last night. His memory became clear quickly, which also aroused his bitter mood.
Because the wedding was for a very special person, in order to participate in the immersive experience, he completely suppressed his physique. In order to prevent his instinct from releasing the breath of disaster, he subjectively blocked it and allowed the wine that Xia Wenxuan took out to corrode him.
It is said that it is a unique brew from the emperor's Zongheng years. It has an additional heritage of at least 30,000 years. In addition, it is the emperor's collection excavated from the Emperor Wu's ruins. It is conceivable that even the emperor likes to drink.
Know how powerful the wine is.
It stands to reason that he is a very self-controlled being. Even if he wants to immerse himself in the experience, he can only experience the kind of intoxicating drink that enters the body.
But he didn't expect that he underestimated the extent of the mad wolf's torment. Even though they hadn't seen each other for a few months, it seemed like they hadn't been together for a thousand years. He was extremely passionate and extremely difficult to deal with. He was in tears, crying and rolling, and he was showing off his grudges again and again.
He looked so helpless that he had no choice but to accompany him in his mischief.
Later, it seems that the situation became interesting, Shen Jianxin started to encourage, Su Yueru started to muddy the waters, Binglan started to fool, and even Qinglei would toast himself from time to time to prevent himself from getting out of the rhythm of being cheated.
Over and over again, the cup was somehow replaced by a bowl, and the bowl was inexplicably replaced by an altar, and then... and what happened after that I can't remember at all. It was a rare fragment in these years, a sin!
He smiled bitterly, never expecting that his dignified son would also fall into the trap of wine. No, it wasn't the wine, it was the human heart.
With a sudden movement of consciousness, the divine body of disaster unlocked its blockade, the evil effects of alcohol were instantly dissipated, and the hangover headache disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Just at this point, a dark shadow appeared in the corner. He came to Muchen's side, pursed his lips and said, "Are you awake? I didn't expect you to be unconscious."
Mu Chen glanced at him and said angrily, "Isn't it? There is someone else who has contributed to this; I found that arranging you and Mad Wolf together was the biggest mistake. A serious and unsmiling cold killer is perfect.
, it’s better now, it’s been led astray.”
That's right, this black shadow is none other than Qing Lei hiding in the shadows.
Last night Mu Chen was drunk, he was the one who sent Mu Chen to the room, and he was the one who secretly guarded her.
"Ha ha."
With a loud laugh, Qing Lei went to the table and poured a glass of water, handed it to Mu Chen and said, "I refused decisively when I was asked to perform the mission with Mad Wolf, but you didn't look at me at all. I regret it now, it's too late.
.”
Mu Chen took the water glass and said disdainfully, "You are avenging a private vendetta."
Qing Lei smiled and said, "That's exactly what I meant, otherwise do you think I would let them seduce you?"
"Alas, people's hearts are not as old as they used to be."
Putting down the teacup, Mu Chen shook his head, turned over, and lay down again, with an expression of grief that was greater than death.
Qing Lei was really amused by Mu Chen. Looking at his age-appropriate appearance, he felt very relieved. Unexpectedly, he suddenly remembered Mu Chen's self-conscious words last night. His heart twitched slightly and his expression was slightly stagnant.
, he regained his smile in an instant, and said helplessly, "That's enough. After all, he is the founder of the Tenth Hidden Clan and the first generation leader of Jiuji Xuanmen. How can he establish his authority after others see this image?
"
Mu Chen crossed his legs and hugged his head, and said lazily, "Isn't this because I know that I can only keep my image tight in the future, and I want to indulge in front of you for the last time?"
Qing Lei smiled purely, not for anything else, but for those words of brother that came from the heart, and for Mu Chen's unabashed state.
"Mu Chen."
After hesitating for a moment, Qing Lei opened his mouth and said, "Actually..."
Peng Peng Peng!
"Master Chen! Hello, Master Chen!!"
Just when Qing Lei was about to speak out, there was a sudden loud knock on the door, and of course, it was accompanied by the cry of someone who was responsible for Mu Chen's hangover.
Mu Chen subconsciously pressed his eyebrows, stood up and waved, opened the door, and adjusted his robes at the same time.
Mad Wolf rushed in and was about to speak when he suddenly saw Mu Chen adjusting his clothes. He looked suspiciously at Qing Lei beside the bed and suddenly shuddered.
"Master Chen, Xiaoqing, you guys!!"
Mu Chen's face dropped, "Senior, can you think more outrageously?"
The mad wolf laughed out of surprise and said with a smile, "How can that be possible? I'm just kidding. Don't move, Mr. Chen. There is still a wrinkle behind you. Let the old wolf come and sort it out for you."
After saying that, he was about to take action, but Muchen reacted quickly and stopped his actions, "That's not important. What's important is what makes you so anxious."
"oh!"
Mad Wolf suddenly realized, "Master Chen, listen to me, no, guess who is here?"
Mu Chen narrowed his eyes, and Mad Wolf immediately laughed and continued, "Hey, it's Li Jun, that guy Li Jun is here!"
"What?!"
Muchen was surprised, then delighted, and asked, "Where is he? When did he arrive?"
Crazy Wolf looked like he knew that Young Master Chen would be surprised, and said simply, "I just arrived, and I was already at Master Ace's place. No, as soon as I sat down, Master Ace asked Old Wolf to call you over."
"Okay! Let's go quickly!"
Mu Chen couldn't hide his excitement. It wasn't that he suddenly changed his gender, but that Li Jun's arrival meant two things. First, the Xuanmen had been designed, and second, the construction was about to be implemented! For such a big event, no matter how calm he was,
Although restrained, I can't suppress my inner excitement!
"Oh, that's right."
Just after taking two steps, Mu Chen suddenly turned around and looked at Qing Lei behind him, "What did you just want to say?"
Qing Lei smiled gently and said, "It's nothing, it's not an important matter. The key is to go see Senior Li Jun first."
Mu Chen was a little confused, but he did not continue to ask, and just walked towards Binglan's residence with Qing Lei.
Qing Lei followed Muchen, looking at the tall figure with solemnity.
What he wanted to tell Mu Chen was indeed not a big deal, but it was not a trivial matter either.
Because when they returned to their residence, Mu Chen and Zun Zui Huzhong subconsciously said, "I'm sorry, I was willful. Just this once, I promise I will never drink so wantonly... and cause trouble."
He couldn't empathize with him, because he didn't know what kind of responsibility could make people feel so suffocated? How much frivolous spirit was buried in that seemingly upright and restrained figure, so that people could become drunk once and for all.