The people below were trembling in this silent atmosphere, waiting for Song Yu's orders.
Song Yu said softly, a smile flashed in his eyes, and his voice echoed with joy: "Help me choose a good and auspicious day to get married."
He thought for a while and continued: "It's best to be the nearest one. I want to tell everyone in the world!"
The smile between his eyebrows shocked everyone present. They looked at each other, but did not dare to say anything.
A subordinate stood up, lowered his head and said: "Seven days will be a good day, and it is the closest!"
Song Yu nodded his chin, raised his eyebrows slightly and approved of this good day. He decisively set the date for seven days, and then asked others to distribute invitations to people from other sects, asking them to come to the evil sect on seven days to watch him and the saints. When the girl got married, he even thoughtfully prepared an invitation specially for the prince.
This malicious provocation angered everyone, and all these decent people could not help but curse Song Yu for being despicable and shameless!
So these major sects united and planned to encircle and suppress the evil sect on the day of their wedding.
As for why Song Yu entertained people from all walks of life on the seventh day, it was not only to show off his identity and show off his reputation, but also to let those so-called decent people see his true strength.
However, it was also to get married to Chi Yao as soon as possible. Only in this way could he truly settle down and feel that Chi Yao really belonged to him.
But before that, he still had to invite a distinguished guest in advance, and he had to let the distinguished guest see it with his own eyes.
Song Yu wiped his slender fingers, seemingly smiling, but in fact he looked at the person in front of him with murderous intent.
"Your Highness, are you still getting used to living here?"
The prince sipped his tea slightly, and said gently with a happy-go-lucky calmness: "It's not bad, I tried my best."
"Please ask the prince to stay here for a while, and I will let you go after I get married to the saint."
Without waiting for the prince's answer, Song Yu turned around and left, as if staying with him for one more second was an insult to him!
He quickly left the prince's residence and came to Chi Yao's door. He waved his sleeves subconsciously to disperse the smell of the prince on his body, straightened his sleeves before pushing the door open.
Chi Yao was seriously embroidering her wedding dress in a few days. She looked serious and devoted. Song Yu, who pushed the door in, looked at her dreamily and forgot her movements for a moment.
As time went by, the wedding dress in her hands began to take shape, and his heart no longer wandered as the wedding dress was completed.
[The male protagonist’s darkening value is 35. 】
Chi Yao, who heard the voice, subconsciously raised her head and looked at the person outside the door, pursed her lips and smiled slightly, with the shyness of a daughter on her face, and said, "Why are you here?"
"I came to see my wife."
Song Yu took the wedding dress from her hand and blew it for her distressedly.
"Why don't you stop embroidering? I'll ask an embroiderer to do it for you."
"Forget it, I'll be sincere in my embroidery."
Chi Yao took the wedding dress in his hand and continued to embroider the needlework on the wedding dress.
Song Yu sighed softly, touched the top of her hair, and squeezed her shoulders, but did not do anything to stop her.
Late at night, Chi Yao, who was sleeping soundly, opened her sleepy eyes and looked to the side where there was still a faint candle light. She rubbed her eyes and walked behind him.
Only then did she realize that it was Song Yu who was embroidering the mandarin duck stitch by stitch with her needle and thread.
Dear friends, there were originally two chapters left today, but they are still under review. If they fail, they may need to be revised again, so there may be some inconsistencies in the plot now.
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