On the wedding day, guests from all over the world came to congratulate her.
An Yiran was wearing a red robe, with layers of bright red styles, and the tail was decorated with gold threads that shone like bright red scales.
There is a phoenix crown inlaid with hundreds of east beads on her head. The beads exude a faint brilliance and make her face white and soft.
She strolled towards the hall, where the guests were already crowded. When they saw her coming, they spread out to both sides to clear a path for her.
Standing in the hall was a man chatting and laughing with others, as if he always had a slight smile on his face.
The ceremony begins.
From now on, we will form a good relationship, and we will become a good couple. We will tie the red rope early, and we will be together forever with white heads. When the flowers are beautiful and the moon is full, we will be happy with you. The sea will be forever, and the stone will be rotten. We refer to the couple as a first alliance. We sincerely make this agreement.
The newlyweds bow three times and the ceremony is completed.
"Princess, Prince Consort." There was a pair of scissors and a brocade bag on the tray brought by the maid.
"There is a hair-tying ceremony in the folk marriage ceremony. Cut off a lock of hair that the two people tied before the ceremony and put it into this bag together, which is the meaning of the hair-tying couple."
After saying that, he bowed down respectfully and placed the scissors in front of the two of them.
"I'll do it." He Min's raised lips and smiling eyes contained deep affection.
He gently picked up a strand of her hair with his fingertips, and An Yiran turned her head to the side of his neck, inhaling the cool and refreshing fragrance of lotus.
Her palms slowly slid from his shoulders to his neck. After gently climbing up his neck, she pulled out a silver needle from the cuff and pierced it into his body.
He Ling collapsed immediately after one injection.
"I wonder when Your Highness learned to give acupuncture." The smile from before was still stiff on his face.
"Of course it's when you don't know." Of course, it's when you don't even know the real He Ling. She has never had the opportunity to show off her skills. Fortunately, she now finds that she is not unfamiliar.
"Oh, you still discovered it." He activated the internal force in his body and forced the needle out of his body. His low voice was like a poisonous snake, teasing the other party, but it also contained a hint of compromise and helplessness.
"I found that this word is not used well, because I don't even need to look at you to know that you are definitely not He Ling, the respected prince of the Celestial Clan."
Her eyes were indifferent, and the two of them seemed to be separated by a world of distance. They were so close in front of their eyes, but they felt so far apart.
Outside the door, people were still drinking and drinking, and the wind was rustling.
"You know, we are essentially the same person. I can do what he can do, and I can even love you more than him." He walked closer slowly, his voice was cool and soft, with a hint of With a lazy hoarse voice, he is the same as He Min in both appearance and voice.
But An Yiran remembered what He Min had said before, "The little prince of the Celestial Clan is still going through tribulations. Once the souls are dispersed into different individuals, the only way to inherit the memory and mana is to kill the host bodies of the other souls."
Yes, he did not kill He Min, because he used He Min's hand to kill himself.
Although his original body was dead, he always had memories. He had the main consciousness, and no matter how powerful his mental power was, he would be swallowed up and integrated into one body.
"I didn't expect that our wedding night would be such a scene." It's really sad that a lover turns into an enemy.
After he finished speaking, he felt an unusually severe pain in his body, and the pain made him almost fall to the ground.
He held the curtain beside the bed tightly in his hands and slowly sat on the bed.
"It turns out you really want to kill me."
"Isn't this what you wanted? Your Highness, as long as I kill you, you will have succeeded and can return to your throne."
"I quenched the poison on the needle. The poisoned person's internal organs are like snakes and ants eating away at them, but the skin does not show any change. Your Highness, please bear this pain first. If I can preserve this skin well, , maybe my hatred for you can be reduced."
Jun Zhi's pale face was filled with helplessness and pain as he said, "Why are you doing this? You clearly know that we are the same person. What's the difference between me and He Min?"
"You are you, he is him. Do you dare to say that you have no other purpose in inviting you to Zhaixinglou? He is different, he will only care about where I want to go, and he will be by my side no matter where I am. And you, enslave the people, How many workers die every year due to accidental mistakes while building the Star Building, and how many families commit suicide because you want to build the Star Building to increase taxes and cannot pay the taxes. Countless people die because of your selfish desires, including yourself."
"You should be lucky that this is his body, so I will keep your body intact."
Seeing that the man on the bed was gradually losing strength and struggling, she sat next to him and stroked his long hair, then raised a mysterious but sinister smile: He Min, I will let you come back.
Yesterday, she was in the house making a black crystal ice coffin for his body. The ice coffin can make the body immortal for a hundred years.
What you sow, you will reap. When she saw Jun Jile again and saw him approaching He Li with purpose, she already knew that something unexpected would happen.
She tied up the wedding clothes for He Min, leaned down and kissed his forehead to make a parting vow to him: "Believe me, we will definitely meet again."
Her voice was joyful and emotional, as if her lover was still alive in front of her.
He usually treasures his long hair the most. While taking care of the tea garden, he also takes good care of his hair.
He is very attentive, so she is also well-raised. She is lively and open-minded. She has general knowledge and can understand people's hearts, so she will kill him without hesitation.
An Yiran took care of his hair with a comb soaked in jasmine water, restoring his hair to its original position in memory.
"Husband, wait for me."
What you sow, you will reap. She disrupted Jun Zhi's calamity, so the calamity he suffered would have to fall on her.
Now, the thunderclouds gathering above her head were even bigger than when she was promoted before, a hundred times bigger than before. In order not to hurt her people, she chose to go ashore to find a quiet place with no one around.
She put the wooden comb in her hand on the table. She was still wearing the complicated wedding clothes, and she was holding a long sword in her hand.
She looked up at the dark clouds in the sky. The clouds seemed to have eyes and looked at her before trembling.
"Hurry up, don't delay my revenge, or I will chop you before I chop them."
After listening to An Yiran's words, the dark clouds immediately struck down ten bolts of lightning, but they were all resolved by the lightning rod thrown up by An Yiran. The last traces of lightning had no impact on her at all.
The next moment, her figure turned into a ray of light and shadow, heading straight into the sky.
