Her idea is a bit absurd. So Ning Xuemo asked this sentence casually, and then he left the idea behind.
There was a slight movement in Shen Jiuli's face. After he saw her growing up, he had a strange illusion of familiarity
This is fate? Or coincidence?
He didn't speak, Ning Xuemo didn't ask any more. She occasionally turned her head and saw the white clouds around her flying by like a whirlwind. In a blink of an eye, she left behind!
God, this speed! It's much faster than the top speed of kylin!
Big God is really big God, chatting with her, and also for her hair, but also to make speed so fast!
What's more, she doesn't feel a little wind or even a little vibration. She almost suspects that putting a glass of water on the cloud won't spill
She looked around again. She could not see the shadow of the unicorn. She must have been left behind by the great God.
This kind of ability is really abnormal
No wonder he can surpass all people. He really has this capital!
"Great God, when can I also cultivate your ability?" Ning Xuemo feels envious.
"Work hard." God Jiuli holds her and sits on the cloud. He looks at the cloud.
"At least practice quickly to the eighth level of the earth level." He added that to his heart. He didn't want to think about the past life, he just wanted to grasp the present, just wanted to grasp her in his arms
Ning Xuemo is hugged by him. He is sleepy. She has had too little time off recently.
"Sleep when you're sleepy. I'll call you when you get to the place." God Jiuli fingered her eyelashes.
"Oh." She was so obedient that she arched an arch in his arms and, sure enough, fell asleep boldly.
……
The scarlet wedding dress is neatly stacked on the spring bench, with a phoenix crown on it, which is inlaid with various gemstones.
Yan Ziyuan sat in front of the dressing table and looked at the people reflected in the mirror.
"Miss, this is the wedding dress prepared for you by the master's 100 top embroiderers. Do you like it?" Xi'er, the little girl next to her, was beaming with joy.
Do you like it?
Yan Ziyuan raised her hand and touched the cloth of the wedding dress. The smooth cloth was as soft as water in her hand.
Should I like it? She is finally going to marry the man she likes. How can she not like it?
This day is what she is dreaming and looking forward to. Tomorrow, she will wear this Phoenix crown to be her sweetheart's bride
She should be very happy, but she always seems to have lost something in her heart, and she is a little reluctant. As the day of great joy drew near, she was even a little frightened and had a desire to escape
"You don't seem to be happy, miss?" Hee'er keenly sensed her mood, thought for a moment and said: "in fact, the young lady doesn't need to care for the beauty of that woman. She passed the door only three days later, and Mr. Gu only took her as his concubine, not even his wife. Anyway, she is under you. When you enter the door, she kowtows to you for tea... "
Yan Ziyuan's fingers stiffened on the wedding dress and slowly retreated back.
Yes, Gu Ziyan said to her that he owed his father's kindness and promised his father that he would take care of her all his life, that is to say, he must marry her.
Of course, Gu Ziyan said that her favorite was Yan Ziyuan, so he wanted to marry her as his wife. As for her appearance, he could only "pity her and be willing to be a concubine".