Mu Lingtian quickly stood up and helped Cang Zixuan up: "Brother Zixuan, please get up quickly. You're welcome."
Cang Zi It's a good idea to repay the hero. But Zixuan has one more request. It would be great if my benefactor could take me to the Star-Zhailing Tower tomorrow, but if I encounter danger, please don't be in Guan Zixuan, otherwise Zixuan will... Even if I die, I won’t let my benefactor take care of this matter.”
"Don't worry." Mu Lingtian said with a faint smile.
Cang Zixuan stood up and looked at Mu Lingtian. He was full of curiosity. Then he remembered that he didn't know Mu Lingtian's name. He smiled guiltily and said, "I was talking about things just now, and I forgot to ask my benefactor." Daimyo.”
"My dear, Mu Lingtian, brother Zixuan, there is no need to be polite, just call me by my name."
Cang Zixuan frowned slightly. Although he didn't know much about Mu Lingtian's deeds, he had heard of the name Mu Lingtian. He looked at Mu Lingtian with some surprise and asked, "Could it be that my benefactor is Jiang Hu?" The rumored hero Mu?"
"Yes, I am the murderous maniac Mu Lingtian they said." Mu Lingtian chuckled and nodded. He didn't want to hide Cang Zixuan. After hearing Cang Zixuan's story, he believed that Cang Zixuan was A person who can distinguish between good and evil.
Cang Zixuan looked shocked and suddenly realized: "No wonder my benefactor is so powerful. I never expected that my benefactor is actually Mu Daxia."
"Brother Zixuan is joking, what about Master Mu? Nowadays everyone is afraid of me. I am just a murderer in everyone's eyes. Brother Zixuan just calls me by my name." Mu Lingtian smiled helplessly. Laugh, he doesn't want to be a hero, but facing this world, Mu Lingtian knows that he can only be a murderer in this life, and he can only be a sword demon that everyone is afraid of.
"No matter what others say, I believe in my benefactor's character." Cang Zixuan said with a calm smile.
Mu Lingtian knew that this was just a kind of comfort, and smiled lightly. He had no chance of being a hero in this life.
It was late at night, and the three of them had rested. They were preparing to go to Feixing Pavilion tomorrow.
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In Feixing Pavilion today, flowers are blooming, fire is cooking oil, and happy words are plastered all over the doors and windows. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, and to allow Ding Yuqin to give up her heart as soon as possible, Qiao Lingzhu has moved the wedding date forward to today.
With a light figure and a resolute pace, the five maids behind them lowered their heads and trotted. A woman, wearing a gorgeous purple robe, a dazzling red hairpin on her head, and a white jade pendant hanging on her waist, was dressed in nobility. Although she was past her prime, she looked... When she went up, her appearance had not changed, but instead she had a more mature and intellectual charm. She was Qiao Lingzhu, the wife of Ding Haohui, the master of Feixing Pavilion, and the real person in charge of Feixing Pavilion.
The steps suddenly stopped. Qiao Lingzhu stood outside Ding Yuqin's door with an angry look on her face. She turned her head slightly and ordered the maid next to her: "Open the door."
"It's Madam." The maid on Qiao Lingzhu's left bowed slightly to Qiao Lingzhu, stepped forward quickly, took out the key and opened the door.
Qiao Lingzhu strode into the door, lowered her head slightly, glanced around, and walked towards Ding Yuqin next to the dressing table.
Ding Yuqin heard the sound of opening the door and looked over. She looked pitiful, with her eyebrows lowered, and the word "sad" was written on her face. Her face was a little haggard, and there were two shallow tear marks on both sides of her cheeks. Her red eyes seemed to have just... After crying and seeing Qiao Lingzhu, the sadness in Ding Yuqin's eyes disappeared instantly, leaving only the stubborn strength that seemed to be uncompromising.
"I have moved up the wedding date. Tomorrow is your and Lin Dan's wedding day. I have prepared four sets of wedding dresses for you. Let's see which one you like." Qiao Lingzhu said forcefully with an angry tone and a domineering tone. .
Ding Yuqin gritted her teeth slightly, turned her head and looked at the mirror, and said firmly: "I said I will not marry anyone except Zixuan, and I will never marry the senior brother."
"I'm not negotiating with you. You have to marry tomorrow, whether you want to marry or not. Your senior brother Lin Dan has liked you since he was a child. Mom believes that if you marry him, he will take good care of you. One day you will understand What women need is not love. As long as someone can treat you sincerely, that's enough. And you and Cang Zixuan are not the same person, and they are destined to have no results, so it is better to break it off now. Then you may understand your mother's painstaking efforts. "Qiao Lingzhu persuaded her coldly, and ordered to the four maids behind her: "Put the wedding dress on the table for the third lady."
The four maids followed the instructions and placed the four sets of wedding dresses on the table. Qiao Lingzhu glanced at Ding Yuqin again. She knew Ding Yuqin very well. She knew Ding Yuqin's character and temper, so she didn't persuade her. With a wave of her long sleeves, Hua He turned his robe and strode to leave. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, looked at the door, and said abruptly: "By the way, I want to tell you something. Cang Zixuan has been seriously injured today. If you dare to mess around, , then I can assure you that Cang Zixuan will not live for three days. If you want him to live well, you must be obedient to me."
When Ding Yuqin heard this, she turned around and looked at Qiao Lingzhu at the door. She didn't say anything, just stared at Qiao Lingzhu, her stubborn eyes full of helplessness, and her slightly frowning eyebrows with a hint of resentment.
Qiao Lingzhu was stunned for a moment at the door, then strode out of the room.
The grievances and resentments in my heart could not overcome the helpless sadness, and eventually they turned into drops of rouge tears and fell down.
After a long time, Ding Yuqin stopped crying. She knew that Qiao Lingzhu could say and do it, but this could not threaten her. She deeply believed in the relationship between Cang Zixuan and her. Ding Yuqin's eyes showed a hint of despair, but she smiled happily, Her red lips moved slightly, and she whispered to herself: "The world is thousands of miles away, and the road to the underworld is vast. Under the parasol tree, life and death depend on each other."
At this point, there is no way out. Ding Yuqin has already prepared for the worst. The despair in her eyes turned into the strength of faith at this moment. She gently moved her jade fingers and picked up the beaded flowers on the dressing table...
Seeing this, the four maids hurriedly stepped forward to help, but Ding Yuqin just said lightly: "Let me do it by myself today..."
The thrush is long on the distant mountains, lightly smeared with rouge, the red lips are red, and the smile is new makeup. Ding Yuqin had a smile on her face and dressed herself up beautifully, as if the person she was going to marry was the one she loved.
Putting on a phoenix crown and a red wedding dress, her eyebrows were lightly dyed, her lips were slightly dotted, and the rouge was lightly swept away from her cheeks. Her fair and rosy complexion gained a layer of charming red. Ding Yuqin sat in front of the dressing table and smiled slightly. , and said softly to himself in the mirror: "Zixuan...did you see it?"
A drop of pearl falls lightly on the wedding dress.
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