Time passed slowly, and the heat in my heart became more and more unbearable. Seeing that he couldn't suppress it, Mo Juren didn't hesitate. He stood up immediately, found an open place and sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and began to try to run the 'Forgetting Love Technique'.
Unexpectedly, it can be practiced. You know, he briefly tried it during the day, and other immortal cultivation techniques didn't work.
As the technique proceeds, the heat in my heart gradually disappears and becomes calmer.
However, just when he thought he was fine and was slowly resuming his power, the heat reappeared, vaguely stronger than before.
Mo Juren's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly continued to use the magic formula. It wasn't until he regained his inner peace that he began to take the opportunity to think.
This heat is a bit strange, and I don’t know where it comes from? Moreover, the effect of the Art of Forgetting Love is not as good as expected. Could it be because you have just started?
This is not possible. You can't keep running the magic formula, right? Moreover, looking at the situation just now, the heat is getting stronger and stronger, and there is no telling when the Forgetting Love Technique will no longer work.
Murong Yue is still in the room. If the Forgetting Art loses its effect, you can imagine what will happen.
"No, we must leave immediately. Leave here first." Thinking of this, he immediately stopped the exercise. However, the moment he opened his eyes, a red shadow suddenly appeared and jumped straight into his arms.
At this time, Murong Yue had already removed her hijab, revealing her charming face. However, looking at the other party's charming look with her mouth slightly open and her eyes blurred, Mo Juren still didn't understand what was going on? The other party must be just like him, also affected by the unknown heat. The difference is that the other party has not practiced the Art of Forgetting Love and has already been unable to hold back.
Mo Juren himself was no exception, and he couldn't suppress the emotions in his heart. He knew very well that this was the reason why Wang Qing Jue stopped and the heat reappeared. Moreover, compared to the last time, the intensity increased again.
With great perseverance, he suppressed the restlessness in his heart, suddenly pushed it away with force, and then left directly and quickly outside the bridal chamber.
In the yard, looking at the figure breaking through the door and rushing out of the yard quickly, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the maid Jing'er. Immediately, a strange light appeared in his eyes, and he saw a red figure also rushing out of the bridal chamber and chasing outside.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, he sneered, and a white light flashed around him, and he disappeared instantly.
In the back garden, Mo Juren looked a little embarrassed at this time. Although he escaped from the room, the inexplicable heat in his heart not only did not weaken at all, but became more intense, and his whole mind seemed to be burned.
After finding a remote corner, he quickly sat down cross-legged and started to continue running the Art of Forgetting Love, and the heat just subsided a little. However, his previous guess came true. At this time, the effect of exercising the power again was far less than before, and it was impossible to completely suppress it.
At the same time, a burst of messy footsteps suddenly sounded, but a red shadow rushed over. Seeing the person coming, Mo Juren's expression changed slightly. Murong Yue actually came after him. How did she find him?
Avoid again?
Mo Juren shook his head secretly in his heart, not to mention that the other party was able to find his position strangely. At this time, he no longer dared to stop the operation of the Forgetting Art.
While thinking, Murong Yue had already come closer, her eyes still blurred, and she rushed towards him again without hesitation.
"What should I do?" Mo Juren couldn't help but have a headache. He was not a gentleman who could sit back and relax, but he didn't dare to enjoy the beauty in front of him. This was an issue related to his own life, so he couldn't help but be careless.
What puzzled him even more was that this was a dream world derived from Murong Yue's consciousness by the Dream Formation. Why would such an outrageous situation occur? How many things did the real person outside hide from him?
What about entering the dreamland and experiencing joys and sorrows with Murong Yue, arousing people's seven emotions, and what stimulating the power of the seven emotions to restore the soul, are all forgotten. Now that this situation is unfolding, how can he still be in the mood to help the other party? He should seek self-protection first.
"Peng..." A hand knife struck the opponent's back of the neck, and Murong Yue, who had been twisting and turning, suddenly fainted.
Seeing this, Mo Juren breathed a sigh of relief.
However, he still did not dare to relax at all, and continued to run the Forgetting Art, trying his best to suppress the restlessness in his heart. But he knew very well in his heart that this was just a temporary measure, and there would eventually come a time when he couldn't suppress it.
What to do then? Could it be that we really want to do something with this girl? In that case, what's the point of being so patient now?
Somewhere behind, the maid Jing'er slowly appeared, looking at the knocked unconscious Murong Yue in front of her, she couldn't help but snorted. His eyes flashed slightly, and the other party who had been unconscious regained consciousness again.
Not only that, his hands were raised, and with rapid changes, mysterious seals flew out one after another, and silently sank into Mo Juren's body in front.
"How could it be?" The restlessness suddenly began to boil, and Mo Juren's complexion suddenly changed, and he used the magic formula to suppress it at a very fast speed. Unfortunately, the effect is getting weaker and weaker. Especially Murong Yue, who had awakened again in his arms, was already entangled with her again, which made his heart eager to move, and his tiger eyes turned red.
"Damn it, I can't suppress it anymore."
Suddenly, he thought of an artificial small lake in the garden. Without saying a word, he pushed the woman in his arms away and ran towards him with staggering steps.
"Peng..."
However, within a few steps, he collided directly with someone. Under the huge inertia, they all rolled down into the grass beside them.
At this time, Mo Juren was already a little unconscious, but he vaguely retained a trace of consciousness. He only felt that he was hugging an equally soft and delicate body.
"Jing'er, why is it you!"
"Young master...let me go quickly..." A trace of discomfort flashed in Jing'er's eyes, and she struggled quickly. However, at this time, Mo Juren was already in a coma, and when he saw that it was not Murong Yue, his suppressed desire suddenly burst out.
"Jing'er, I'm sorry."
"Master, don't...bastard...you are looking for death..." Jing'er naturally understood the other party's plan, and murderous intent suddenly arose in her heart. She was about to take action, but suddenly she saw a large amount of pink light filling the air in front of her eyes, blocking her sight.
"The light of the seven emotions, no..."
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Mo Juren only felt that he had had a dream, a dream that was a bit absurd, but also a bit fragrant.
In the dream, he was really a little unrestrained. Not only did he criticize his maid, but he couldn't bear it anymore and involved Murong Yue who was chasing after her.
There was a pink glow everywhere, eroding his mind. The Immortal Book of Seven Emotions and the art of harvesting and replenishing, by that time, I had long since stopped caring about them, and had thrown them all out of my mind, leaving only the thoughts of pleasure in my heart.
The moon sets and the sky rises, the sky is slightly bright.
Mo Juren slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a dense grass.
After regaining consciousness, he suddenly recalled some memories and quickly looked to the side. Sure enough, under the red wedding dress, a delicate and delicate body was curled up in his arms, sleeping soundly.
"Murong Yue!" The moment he saw the woman, Mo Juren's eyes suddenly showed a trace of helplessness. After a long time of effort, he finally couldn't escape.
He originally had great confidence in his own determination. Now it seems a bit ridiculous. Of course there is no problem under normal circumstances, but once encountering special circumstances, there is almost no resistance.
If his guess was correct, the unknown heat was only one of the reasons, and the pink glow that appeared later was even more critical. At that time, he almost lost his mind and could not suppress the desire in his heart.
"Wait..." He suddenly thought of something and turned around to check again. However, except for Murong Yue in her arms, there was no one else.
"Where's Jing'er?" Mo Juren was startled. Could it be that he left early because he was shy? This girl is a bit elusive, and she actually appeared in the back garden yesterday. If not, he wouldn't have been broken by himself.
His arms tightened, and the real feeling poured into his heart. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The power of the Dream Formation was really incredible. The dream world it created with the help of Murong Yue's consciousness was even more mysterious and extraordinary. It had almost nothing to do with the real world. the difference.
As for Jing'er, although she had a night of happiness with him, it was just an illusion after all. When she woke up from the dream, it would naturally cease to exist.
In contrast, it was Murong Yue in his arms who gave him the biggest headache. Things are not over. The joy is only temporary, but there will be endless troubles in the future.
Now he has no feelings for Murong Yue, so he doesn't have to worry about the backlash of "Seven Emotions Immortal Code". However, after all, they are married, so how can there be no traces in their hearts. Especially this kind of spiritual communication is more unforgettable than the real world.
One day, once you are really emotional, you will inevitably fall deeply into it. And as time goes by, the other party will eventually break through one day, and by then, he will definitely be in bad luck.
"Trouble!" Mo Juren slowly sat up and rubbed his temples. Inadvertently looking at the arm, there was a black-yellow mark the size of a baby's palm, which looked like an irregular rock with two divine patterns carved in the middle, dividing the rock into three sections.
"What is this?" Mo Juren was a little surprised and touched the mark, but it seemed like a natural birthmark. After observing for a while, unfortunately, I didn't have any clue.
But at this moment, there was only a "squeak" sound, and Murong Yue beside her slowly woke up. His clear eyes turned slightly, as if he gradually understood something, and he immediately hid his face and buried his head in shame.
"Hey!" Mo Juren didn't care about the other person's shyness, but noticed that there was also a black and yellow mark on his right arm. Seeing this, I couldn't help but wonder, could it be related to what happened last night?
After thinking for a moment, he came back to his senses.
Now is not the time to think about this. It would be really troublesome if a servant comes over and sees you.
"Hurry and tidy up, we have to go to the front hall to meet uncle."
"Ah..." Murong Yue reacted immediately, her little face was full of nervousness, and she quickly stood up and put on her dress. After all, she was still a little shy, and she was secretive during the process, her pretty face turned red.
Mo Juren couldn't help but laugh. He was very bold yesterday. He chased her from the bridal chamber to the back garden, and became even crazier after that. Now, I feel ashamed.
I don’t know if the other party still has any memory. It is impossible to forget everything. He shook his head slightly, and then put it on in the same leisurely manner.
It was still early, so the two people who walked out of the back garden did not go to the front hall immediately, but instead headed towards the small courtyard where the bridal chamber was located.
Just when I returned to the courtyard, I saw the figures of two women. They were the maids who came with Murong Yue. The two of them planned to go into the house to wait before dawn, but the host and hostess were nowhere to be seen, and they suddenly became anxious.
"Miss, uncle, where have you been?"
"Go out and relax..." Murong Yue said something unnaturally perfunctory, but suddenly stopped and asked,
"Did you hear anything last night?"
"What's going on?" The two little girls were startled, and suddenly thought of something, their faces turned red and they said,
"No...no, my servant didn't hear anything."
"I'm not talking about that...but...you all live next door. Have you heard anything else?" Murong Yue also realized that there was something wrong with the way she asked, and a blush appeared on her jade cheeks.
"Others?" The two little girls couldn't help but be a little confused, and then replied,
"No, we didn't know what happened last night. We fell asleep early and didn't wake up until the morning. We didn't hear any other sounds."
At this point, the two women suddenly showed embarrassed expressions on their faces. As a personal maid, it was really a sin to sleep soundly on the night of my own lady’s wedding.
"No?" Murong Yue suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and continued,
"I need to dress up. Come in with me."
With that said, the person was already walking towards the room. The two little girls naturally did not dare to hesitate and quickly followed. However, I couldn't help but have a doubt in my heart. This was the second day of the wedding. It was really strange that the young lady and her uncle went out to relax so early in the morning.
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The ancients paid the most attention to etiquette when getting married, and there were many processes that needed to be completed after the wedding. Just like today, you must go to the front hall on time to meet your elders.
Mo Juren's identity at this time was simpler, with only an uncle and cousin.
As the only elder who personally brought him up, Su Hong naturally attached great importance to his nephew's marriage and sat in the front hall waiting for it early in the morning. Beside him, an elf-like girl was also sitting there, waiting quietly.
"Ting'er, go see your cousin and sister-in-law. Why haven't you come over yet?"
"Dad, you can't stop for a while. You asked me three times early in the morning." After hearing Su Hong's words, the girl was speechless. It's just getting dark now, and it's the right time for newlyweds to get married, so they can't wait any longer.
Su Hong also reacted and immediately laughed and said: "That's right, I'm worried about my father. Speaking of which, it's my first time to be the elder of a new couple, so I'm still a little uncomfortable with it. When my Ting'er gets married, I won't be able to get used to it. So panicked.”
"Dad, what are you talking about? I don't want to get married." The topic guided her, and Su Ting'er suddenly stopped listening. He seemed to have thought of something again, and his crystal eyes were slightly gloomy.
"What's there to be ashamed of? It's time for men to get married, and for women to get married. They will get married eventually." Su Hong shook his head slightly, suddenly noticing the strange look in his daughter's eyes, he couldn't help but sigh,
"My father originally planned to wait a few more years and marry Ren'er directly when you are old enough. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds to get married like this? Unfortunately, fortune tellers say that you two are incompatible with each other and cannot be together. It is really a pity. ”
"Dad, don't talk anymore." Su Ting'er couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she heard about her marriage to her cousin.
Both of them became silent, and the hall also became quiet.
After waiting for a while, Su Hong couldn't hold himself back when he saw that the newlyweds had not yet appeared. He quickly gave an order to the servant on the side, who quickly accepted the order and left.
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"Master, are you and Madam ready? The master has sent someone to urge you!" Outside the bridal chamber, a young man dressed as a servant stood respectfully and reminded in a low voice.
"Go and answer the question, and you'll be there right away." In the room, looking at Murong Yue who was still dressing up, Mo Juren replied casually.
"It's getting late, we should set off." After a while, Murong Yue slowly stood up. Because her long hair was tied up, she looked a little more mature than yesterday.
The two of them walked out of the room without hesitation, and saw the young servant in front of them.
However, the moment he saw the other party, Mo Juren suddenly stopped, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Xiaoqi?"
"Where is the young one?" the young servant Ding Xiaoqi replied quickly.
"Do you... know where Jing'er is?" Mo Juren asked tentatively.
"Jing'er? Who is that?" Xiao Qi couldn't help but look confused, as if she didn't know this person at all.
