Jiahe stood on the desk and fell asleep. The bird's head had already been immersed in the ink. Suddenly she heard Huaide's voice. She suddenly woke up. She raised her head and looked around. There were many high-ranking people standing under the hall.
The gods and immortals all bowed their heads, even the older gods were respectful.
The pressure was too heavy, her heart tightened, and she jumped two steps behind her.
Someone said: "The demons have been trying to usurp the throne for a long time. They have never paid attention to the prehistoric world. Songhuan's magic pill was damaged in this battle. It is said that he stayed in seclusion after he returned. The old demon has been in seclusion."
In matters within the clan, the demons are warlike, but when they have no master, they are quiet and more honest than before the war. I think there is something fishy about this matter and should not be taken lightly."
The god who spoke, Wu Bin, was from Jiahe's lynx lineage. Although Jiahe was not familiar with him, she still called him uncle in terms of seniority.
Divine Lord Wu Bin was a very important figure in the ancient world, and he was deeply trusted by Lord Guangyuan and his son.
When Huaide was relaxed, he looked very serious. Seeing that he was silent, everyone did not dare to speak again.
"okay, I get it."
He rubbed his temples tiredly, "If you have nothing to do, you can go down first."
The others were relieved after receiving the order, and after bowing, they walked out in unison. Only Wu Bin stood there and did not move. When only he and Huaide were left in the hall, he spoke.
"Young Master, I have something to ask of you."
Huaide raised his hand slightly to indicate that he did not need to perform such a grand ceremony.
"I recently heard that the young master has someone he likes. Originally, I had no right to ask more about this matter. But Jiahe is my niece. Her father died for the Great Desolation. As an elder, I cannot see her being wronged like this. Moreover, her physical condition...
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"I see."
Huaide interrupted him, stretched out his hand in front of Jiahe, and waited quietly for her to jump up.
Jiahe looked at the slender fingers with a thin layer of calluses on them, swallowed, and took two steps in the opposite direction with courage. She thought that this was a good time to escape, as long as she flew to Lord Wu Bin and stayed there
If he doesn't leave him, Huaide can't lower his status to ask his subordinates for birds.
She thought about it and took two steps back. When she spread her wings and was about to fly, Huaide pinched her feet and then put her in the palm of his hand to play with.
He said casually: "Wu Bin, please come back."
Wu Bin insisted: "Since the young master is not sincere to her, I kindly ask the young master to break off the engagement with her."
Jiahe was a little moved when she heard this. She was born in troubled times, and the father-god in her memory was just a decisive silhouette in armor. He was a good general from the ancient times, but he was not a good father to her. He was never found in her growth trajectory.
When she was wronged, unlike other little gods who had their father to step in, she could only digest it silently, so when she saw Wu Bin standing up for her, her nose suddenly became sore.
"Wu Binjun, you talk too much."
The way he cultivated meant he was destined to love all things and all creatures in the world. He never owed anything, but he would never love anyone.
Seeing Huaide's gaze becoming more and more indifferent, Wu Bin knew not to say any more words and had no choice but to leave first.
As soon as he left, Miaoyi came to ask for someone from behind.
Huaide had an order not to allow her to step into Wuji Island, so she could only scream at the gate of the island: "Huaide, show me your bird, is she okay? Is she not spoiled by you?"
This and this made Jiahe blush, and the sentimentality just now disappeared without a trace.
His Highness Miaoyi is indeed worthy of his reputation.
Huaide was about to go out after mentioning his famous Jihuang Sword. Jiahe was afraid that Miaoyi's blood would be splashed on the spot, so he quickly chirped a few times to attract his attention.
Sure enough, Huaide looked over and nodded on Jiahe's head, "What do you want to say?"
It's not that Jiahe has never thought about revealing her original form, it's just that the center of Huaide's Wuji Island is suppressed by the Void Transformation Curse, making it impossible for people to use spells. Furthermore, although she is ordinary, she is a goddess after all.
Carrying the honor of the gods and being a virtuous fiancée, the most important thing is that the other party has a new love. If she shows her true identity under this situation, the situation will be too ridiculous.
Her heart beat twice in Huaide's palm, and before she could say anything, she suddenly saw an immortal maid walking lightly to the desk, bowing her head respectfully and saying to Huaide: "Young Master, please invite me to see you."
Although I know that such a person exists, I still feel different knowing some things and hearing it with my own ears. The peach demon is indeed here. Thinking of the scene where Wu Bin failed to support her just now, Jiahe's head drooped, and the whole bird looked a little...
Resentful.
"Okay." Huaide responded lightly, with no trace of happiness or anger on his face. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the little stupid bird again: "Let's play by ourselves."
Jiahe thought for a moment and pecked his palm hard. Huaide didn't pay attention, but lightly flicked her forehead. The force was not strong, but she was still unable to stand firmly and even her feathers were blown off.
He stood up and flapped his wings desperately to steady himself.
There is no war at the moment, and Huaide stays here every day. Except for discussing matters with others, he never leaves the door or takes a step forward. Now he is finally gone. When he steps out of the Chunyu Palace, Jiahe flies to the island.
At the door, there is the boundary of the Void Transformation Spell. The power of the spell is very weak, so she can change it back.
She found a corner, and before anyone on the island noticed her, she tried to cast a spell. After trying five or six times, she finally transformed back into a human body.
Sneaking to the back door, she stretched out her hand to explore first. Fortunately, Huaide still looked like a young master from ancient times and did not set up a barrier at the door. Otherwise, with her behavior, she would not be able to get out in thirty to fifty thousand years.
Go to this door.
It was the wrong time to come to his island this time. She must not be able to break off the engagement with him. She casually summoned Xingyun.
Because he was walking in a hurry, the clouds swayed halfway, and when Jiahe almost fell, he saw below the clouds a woman in a pink dress clinging to Huaide like a vine. The latter did not dodge, and combined with what he just did
He looked moved when he heard that Zhao Rong was coming. The two of them must have secretly crossed over to Chencang.
She slowly withdrew her gaze, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. Although she was not deeply in love with Huaide, he was her husband after all, but he kissed me so openly with other women. As expected, he didn't.
Treat her as an outsider and show her everything.
What bad luck.
She urged the moving clouds to speed up.
She was driving hard on her way, but unexpectedly, just one step away from Wuji Island, Xingyun was suddenly knocked away from her feet. She couldn't react and fell to the ground with her arms and legs spread out. This was nothing, but it was important.
Unfortunately, her face hit the ground first, causing severe pain. This is really a crime.
Standing up from the ground, she patted the dirt on her body and asked pretending to be indifferent: "I don't know which little friend I'm meeting."
A burst of laughter followed the breeze, and not long after, a pink figure appeared in front of her eyes. This woman had an extraordinary manner, a charming face, and a pair of peach-blossom eyes that made her look colder, but she matched her kindness.
What's even more rare is that although she is a demon, her moral character is not low. She was still very affectionate with Huaide just now, but now in the blink of an eye, she is standing in front of her with a cold face. She just stands in front of Jiahe, even if she doesn't speak.
His aura was overwhelming, and the pressure on his body was no less than that of Huaide.
Jiahe felt as if there was a thousand pounds of weight on his back, and he almost gritted his teeth to hold himself up, which prevented him from kneeling down.
Zhao Rong twitched the corner of his mouth with disdain and said sharply: "Jiahe Yuanjun is so talented, no wonder he can form a marriage with the young master."
The power of coercion was put away, Jiahe stood up straight as if he was exhausted, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arms: "Young lady is really humble, you have seen what you should see, and you have seen what you want to see, I will take the first step,
I won’t disturb you and the young master anymore, I wish you two a happy marriage for a hundred years.”
Zhao Rong's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he asked: "Is this true?"
It was obvious that she was looking for bad luck today, but she didn't expect her punch to hit cotton.
Jiahe climbed up to Xingyun while straightening his clothes: "Seriously, I came here to break off the engagement. My body is not strong enough to withstand being beaten. Don't bother me again."
After saying that, she ran out of Zhao Rong's sight and headed straight for Lord Guangyuan's western territory. This marriage was definitely not going to happen. Huaide was already having a hard time dealing with it. If there was another Zhao Rong, her status as the head wife might be lost.
She is going to be changed into a concubine, and it will definitely not end well if she serves them as a couple.
She stumbled into Guangyuanjun's hall and wanted to discuss with him about breaking off her engagement with Huaide. Unexpectedly, she was told by the on-duty Xiaoxian that Guangyuanjun would not see anyone before her birthday, and she was told to go back as she came.
This obviously blocked her way to break off the engagement. She had always been submissive and surrendered again, and returned to her lynx den in disgrace.
It was the sixth day of the next lunar month. On this day, she was invited to come to the Western Region early. She saw a bright red in the distance, which was very festive.
When Mr. Guangyuan celebrates his birthday, the pomp must be lavish.
Jiahe was so nervous that her palms were sweating. She had been thinking of countermeasures in the past few days. She thought that if she proposed to break off the engagement in front of everyone who came to celebrate her birthday, Mr. Guangyuan might be afraid that she would mess with her and cause trouble, so he might agree immediately.
In a corner of the main hall, I found a magic instrument that teased the ladies by lighting smoke on their busy heads: "Will Huaide come today?"
It is natural that such a shameful thing as breaking off an engagement should be hidden from the parties concerned.
Miaoyi held the jar of aged wine in her hand and took a big gulp. Her father wanted to rush over and give her a slap in the face. It was so embarrassing! It was so embarrassing!
She automatically ignored her father's gaze, turned away and scratched her head: "I can't say for sure, but it's probably impossible. He took that dead peach demon to listen to Zen at the Buddha's place, and I'm afraid he won't be able to come back."
When Jiahe heard this, he felt mixed emotions in his heart.
Although they are not racially discriminatory, taking a demon to listen to Zen sounds really unconventional. Could it be that they are trying to reform him?
At the beginning of the birthday banquet, Guangyuan Junbaoxiang walked in solemnly and slowly. During this period, he glanced at Jiahe several times intentionally or unintentionally, as if he had something to say.
As expected, after drinking for three rounds, the old man spoke: "Recently, Songhuan wrote a letter, saying that he wanted to use marriage to show the sincerity of the demon clan to the prehistoric realm."
"Each realm lord can submit the names of the daughters of their own clan's age in the next few days."
The main hall where they had just exchanged wine suddenly fell into a deathly silence. Although the six races were in the same realm, in fact the gods and immortals still looked down upon the demons and monsters.
Jiahe was sitting in the corner drinking spiritual dew. She didn't know what was going on, but she noticed that everyone was glancing at her from time to time, with different expressions on their faces, which made her confused.
What's wrong? Does an older leftover girl deserve to be humiliated in court? She admitted that she was the only one of the gods who was of the right age to be unmarried, but didn't that mean that her kindness was useless? At this moment, his father passed away, and he still brought him with him
The mistress is listening to Zen.
The more Jiahe thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. She was here to cancel the engagement, so it was better to just show her cards.
She suddenly stood up from her seat: "Your Majesty, your Majesty, Jiahe is trying to trouble Your Majesty about this matter these days."
Under everyone's surprised or sympathetic gazes, she spoke frankly: "Jiahe's marriage to the young master..." She was about to continue, but unexpectedly she suddenly lost her voice. When she found her voice again, she heard herself say
: "Jiahe thinks that the sooner the ceremony is completed, the better."