On the flying boat in Liuyun, Wang Fuyao slowly woke up from the endless darkness.
As soon as she woke up, she saw Wang Xiaotai sitting on the table writing something on the side.
Snow-white books with the scent of ink were piled all over the table. The dim light from the window shone in, outlining her white profile. The lines were as delicate as if they were carefully outlined with fine brushwork. Her long eyelashes fluttered like wings.
She became beautiful.
Wang Fuyao thought silently.
"When you wake up, drink the porridge on the side. You have received Zhang Wuliang's sword energy. The porridge is made of Wuliang whitebait, which is the best way to eliminate sword energy." Wang Xiaotao ordered without raising his head.
Wang Fuyao lowered his head and saw that there was indeed a bowl of white porridge beside the bed.
She got out of bed, stood on the ground, stretched her waist, twisted her neck, feeling the abundant sword energy in her body, and let out a breath of turbid air, which felt refreshing like never before.
She picked up the bowl of white porridge and drank it all in one gulp.
The porridge looked very white and thin, but it was surprisingly delicious. It slid down his throat and into his stomach. A stream of warm air filled his stomach, slowly washing through the meridians in his body and repairing Wang Fuyao's body. Injuries that he didn't even notice.
Wang Fuyao licked his lips after finishing the drink, feeling a little unfinished, "This porridge tastes good, is there anything else?"
"This boundless whitebait is a specialty of Wuliang Mountain. It was born by swallowing the scattered sword energy. I am not a swordsman, so where did the boundless whitebait come from?
"I licked my face to beg for this one. If you want to eat it again, you can sign up with the Wuliang Sword Sect and go there."
Wang Xiaotai kept writing. After writing a piece, she put it in her hand and continued writing.
There was already a thick pile of invitations in her hand, and the whole room was filled with the rich fragrance of ink.
Wang Fuyao put down the bowl and leaned over curiously, "What are you writing?"
"Wedding invitation."
Wang Xiaotai's words were not surprising, but as soon as she came out, there was earth-shattering news.
Wang Fuyao was surprised, "Married? Who?"
Wang Xiaotai took the brush in her hand and dipped it in ink, "Me."
"You?" Wang Fuyao felt that her brain was about to burn up. She was thinking hard about her experiences over the years. Didn't she hear that Empress Fuyao had an affair with anyone?
"With whom?"
Wang Fuyao was curious about who could get Wang Xiaotai to write the wedding invitation in his own hand, so he told Zicheng.
Wang Xiaotai didn't say anything, and just handed a gold foil invitation she had just written to Wang Fuyao.
Wang Fuyao picked up the gold foil invitation with the ink still wet on it, with the names of two people written on it.
One is Empress Fuyao and the other is Ao Shun.
Ao?
"Dragon clan?"
Wang Fuyao made a broken sound, unable to control the strength in his hand, and crumpled the invitation card all at once.
She moved the white bowl on the coffee table aside, sat down on the coffee table, and looked steadily at Wang Xiaotai's fingertips, showing a bit of confusion.
Wang Xiaotai didn't raise her head to look at her, and continued to write the marriage certificate in her hand, "It's useless to look at me. That's the wedding invitation for you. This is the only one. Even if it's crumpled, it won't stop you from coming to the banquet."
"He... he is a dragon, Xiao Moss, are you... crazy?"
Wang Xiaomo raised the corners of her mouth, raised her head, and turned to Wang Fuyao.
Her eyes were as clear as an autumn spring, clean and clear, clearly reflecting all the colors in the world, and also reflecting Wang Fuyao's shocked face, "He is not only a dragon, but also a dead dragon. I am not only If I want to marry him, I want to worship heaven and earth with his spirit and receive blessings from heaven and earth."
Wang Fuyao opened her mouth. Wang Xiaotai was not only marrying the dragon clan, but also marrying a tablet?
Wang Fuyao fell completely into a daze and felt that his whole body was about to burst.
She had never heard of such a ridiculous thing. They had agreed to fight against the Dragon Clan together and seek justice from the Dragon Clan. Why suddenly, Wang Xiaotai was about to marry into the Dragon Clan?
Can this kind of thing develop like this?
"Why?"
Wang Fuyao asked in a hoarse voice, her voice trembling slightly, but she did not cry after all.
"Did they force you? Xiao Tai, if someone forced you to do this, I will fight to the death and take you..."
"Why else? Of course it's because I love him." Wang Xiaotai interrupted her, still holding the brush in her hand, tilting her head and looking directly into Wang Fuyao's stunned eyes, with a serious expression and crooked eyebrows, like As if he thought of something fun and funny, when he smiled, refreshing honey flowed out.
"We met each other at a young age, and fell in love with each other on Lishan Mountain. We have a close bond of life and death, and we will never regret it even if we die.
"Is it strange that there is so much boundless love in the world?
"In these years when you have been walking on earth, haven't you read those story books? There are so many stories like this in the story books."
Wang Xiaotai turned around, picked up the invitation she had just written, and blew on the ink that had not yet dried.
This kind of invitation is carefully crafted by her. It is lined with gold foil and outlined with silver wire. It has a waterproof and fireproof magic circle on it. Just an invitation is a big deal, not to mention that this invitation is actually written by Empress Fuyao herself. Improving financial luck is even more precious.
Wang Xiaotai stopped writing, frowned and thought for a while, but she didn't expect that someone would wrinkle the invitation. It seemed that anti-wrinkle techniques would be needed.
"Isn't this strange? Are you really not forced by others?"
Wang Fuyao put the invitation aside and looked at Wang Xiaomo's expression carefully.
As long as she showed that something was wrong, she would immediately pack Wang Xiaotai away regardless of whether he wanted to or not.
They can hide in the deep mountains and old forests to cultivate, or they can find a place far away from the mundane world to quietly wait for the catastrophe, as long as they can become immortals.
When we reach the Ninth Heaven, can the Dragon Clan shamelessly pursue the Heaven Realm?
At this moment, Wang Fuyao thought of ten thousand ways to escape.
They should jump off this flying boat now, leave everything behind, and walk with their swords in hand.
Even if he died in the dragon clan's pursuit, it would be better than being insulted like this.
No matter what, there is always a way out for them in this world.
Wang Xiaotai picked up the pen, turned sideways, and tapped Wang Fuyao's eyebrows lightly, and a little ink mark was stuck on Wang Fuyao's face. With her extra vigilant expression, she looked like a dirty little cat.
"If you are worried, why not come to watch the ceremony? I heard that the Dragon Clan has spent a lot of money on this wedding. The wedding banquet is filled with unprecedented delicacies. Even if the emperor marries his daughter, it may not be so grand."
Judging from her reaction, it seemed as if she had never heard of the name Ao Shun. It must be that senior brother Li Jiutuan didn't tell her about this.
Li Jiutuan didn't tell anyone about the affection between them. It seems that Li Jiutuan must have done something in his mother's palace to prevent the news of Ao Shun's death from reaching the Dragon Clan.
Wang Xiaotai invited with a smile, "Besides, I'm getting married, so you should always come and have a glass of wine, right?"
Wang Fuyao asked: "Are you sincere?"
Wang Xiaoti nodded, "Of course, Ao Shun is the love of my life. I will give everything for him."
"He would be willing to sacrifice everything for me."
Wang Xiaotai put her hands on her chest, closed her eyes, and smiled, as if she was missing some beautiful past, and even pursed her lips into a happy arc.
All living beings are gone because of love.
Wang Fuyao saw that there was no difference in Wang Xiaotai's expression. Although she felt strange in her heart, since this was what Wang Xiaotai wanted, there was nothing she could do to stop her.
The sun shines warmly through the window, and the airship passes through heavy clouds and flies quickly between the clouds.
A slight breeze blew in, blowing over the invitations hanging on the side.
The invitation at the top of the pile of invitations had the neatest handwriting written on it:
We sincerely invite all the dragon sons of Jinghe Dragon Palace to come to the banquet...
Bloody Wedding Countdown
(End of chapter)
