A huge tree grew near the water, as thick as a dozen people's arms. Its sparse branches and leaves stretched out in all directions like arms. The branches and leaves were luxuriant and dense, covering the sky and the sun. The part hanging down to the ground was covered with red silk and Bell tied with red rope.
As soon as the breeze passes, the leaves rustle, and the bells vibrate slightly, tinkling, and it is cute all of a sudden.
This is the sacred tree of marriage that Wang Xiaotai brought to the human world from the White Jade Palace above the nine heavens and the Immortal Palace under the moon.
"Immortal Yuexia almost fought us for this tree. Those immortals always believe that the sacred tree of marriage will wither and die when it is planted in the human world, and the world will be in chaos. The red luan star will fall, and there will no longer be a good couple in the world. But I think now This sacred tree of marriage is even more lush than in the ninth heaven."
Xu Mohe touched the old and vigorous trunk of the sacred tree of marriage, gently rubbed the rough bark with his fingers, and said with emotion, "Trees are more energetic than people."
Wang Xiaomo has never seen such a huge tree.
Xu Mo was blind. Of course, what they were looking at was not the tree growing by the water. Their eyes were slightly opened. What they were looking at was the nothingness, stretching out from the branches of the tree and spreading out to all directions of chaos. The red thread of marriage.
Every red thread of marriage extending from this tree is bound to a pair of people who love each other.
Another familiar name of Yuexiaxian in the world is Yuelao. Yuexiaxian is in charge of weddings in the world. He is usually portrayed as a kind old man with white hair and beard and a red face. He holds a cane in his hand and a marriage book in his bag. Contains red rope.
One hand is holding a red silk thread, and the other hand is holding a stick to hang the marriage book. She has a childlike face and white hair, running through neither smoke nor fog.
The feet of men and women are secretly tied with red threads, running around in the mortal world for the marriage of men and women in the world.
With this red line, even if they are in the homes of enemies, separated by high and low status, separated by eunuchs at the end of the world, or in a foreign land, they cannot escape the fate of falling in love.
This tree used to be hidden in the unreachable clouds, under the heavy protection of the Baiyujing immortals. They used this tree to consolidate mortals' belief in themselves, making them feel that their fate was wonderful, and making mortals feel that their marriage was destined. It is irreversible and makes them feel that love is the most unpredictable thing in the world.
But now this tree has been moved to the mortal world by Wang Xiaomo, planted among thousands of fireworks, and planted on the bustling riverside.
Even if he is an immortal, what can he do?
Wang Xiaotai stretched out his left hand and looked at the broken red thread tied to the little finger of his left hand. Before the bloody wedding, the Dragon Queen of the East China Sea personally climbed to the White Jade Capital of the Nine Heavens to pray to Wang Xiaotai and the Dragon King Ao Shun of the Jinghe River. The red thread of marriage comes.
The red line is there, but the dragon is gone.
When Wang Xiaotai watched herself pull up the red thread, the name of the red thread appeared on the trunk of the Marriage Sacred Tree: Empress Fuyao - Dragon King of Jinghe River.
Not Wang Xiaotai and Ao Shun.
Just Fuyao Empress and Jinghe Dragon King.
After all, not many people in the world know that Empress Fuyao is Wang Xiaotai. Even the Dragon Clan and the immortals in the sky just think that Empress Fuyao is the only survivor of the 800 miles of the Jinghe River, the birth star Wang Fuyao.
The first time Wang Xiaotai came to Bai Yujing, they recognized the wrong person. Today, many of those immortals still don't know the existence of Wang Xiaotai.
They stubbornly and arrogantly believed that the only one who could survive the eight hundred miles of Jinghe River was Wang Fuyao, who was destined to die.
Immortals don’t know this, and believers even more so.
They only knew that they were kneeling down and praying devoutly to the merciful Empress Fuyao.
Who cares what the name of the mortal under Fuyao Empress is?
She just needs to be effective.
Wang Xiaotai waved her right hand lightly, the red thread burned out, and the names of Empress Fuyao and Dragon King of Jinghe disappeared from the sacred tree of marriage at the same time.
The red thread of marriage between them was broken.
This is an operation that can only be completed under the Divine Marriage Tree. Therefore, when the Dragon Queen of the East China Sea was so confident, it was impossible for Wang Xiaomo to cancel this marriage without anyone noticing.
In Wang Xiaomo's eyes, it was as if the golden sea was rising. When the golden tide submerged the last trace of black in her pupils, her pupils completely turned into golden pupils.
Wang Xiaoti stretched out her fingers and pressed them on the rough bark. She spat out her divine power. The bark of the tree was like gentle water waves on a lake on a windless day. After the microwaves, Wang Xiaotai's name slowly floated from the deepest to the deepest. above.
When she saw her name, Wang Xiaotai was stunned for a moment. Of course there were no red lines on her body.
Of course, this is normal. She has no intention of getting married to anyone, but behind her name, there is a red thread that is thicker and stronger than the broken red thread with Ao Shun before, closely following her name.
The red thread followed closely around Wang Xiaotai's name, like a small snake, still at a distance, always testing, ready to wrap around Wang Xiaotai's name at any time, wrap it tightly, and never let go.
When Wang Xiaotai found out her name from the sacred tree of marriage, this red thread followed her persistently.
Wang Xiaotai pinched the red thread, lifted it up, and quickly found the source of the red thread.
Above are two simple words: small fish.
Wang Xiaotai's tightly frowned brows relaxed. She played with the red thread belonging to Xiaoyu with her fingers and stretched out towards her. She watched the red thread shuttle between her fingers, but never touched her. Wang Xiaotai laughed.
Grabbing the red thread with one hand, he explored with the fingers of the other hand and grabbed another name from the sacred tree of marriage. He tightly wrapped Xiaoyu's red thread around it. He was worried that the knot he tied was not tight enough. Wang Xiaotai was very kind. Three or four dead knots were tied to the ground and reinforced with divine power, so that the two names were tightly attached to each other through this red thread and could never be separated.
The name on one end is Xiaoyu, and the name on the other end is exactly the same, clearly... Ao Huan.
After a burst of red light, the two names sank under the tree trunk without a trace.
In the distance, Xiaoyu's heart moved. He raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky. He felt that he had lost something, but he couldn't express it.
"Ms. sir, what's wrong?"
Behind Xiaoyu, a pair of hands wrapped around his shoulders, leaning softly on his back, hugging his not too broad back.
Xiaoyu turned around and comforted Ao Huan, who was frowning and looking uneasy, "It's nothing, how are you feeling today?"
At this time, Ao Huan was not at all as bright and flamboyant as before. Her brows were slightly furrowed, with a hint of sadness condensed. Occasionally when she lowered her head and lowered her eyes, she was like a snow-white magnolia that had been beaten by rain and was about to fall off the branches. , quite pitiful.
Ao Huan grabbed Xiaoyu's hand and placed it on her slightly bulging belly, "As long as you are by my side, the child will be very well-behaved. If you touch it, you won't know whether our child is a boy or a girl. Just be like you."
When talking about the child, Ao Huan's face was slightly relaxed and filled with happiness.
Xiaoyu's lips were light-colored and he lowered his head. In the past, he didn't care too much about Ao Huan's feelings, and he was never used to being close to her.
But today, for some reason, his heart was touched. Looking at Ao Huan, his heart seemed to be filled with countless tender feelings. He couldn't help but squat down and put his ear to Ao Huan's warm belly, trying to hear the faint sound inside. of another heartbeat.
This is their child.
Ao Huan touched Xiaoyu's hair, raised the corner of his mouth and looked out the window at the red clouds covering the sky, his face dyed a little pink.
Occasionally, in the dead of night, Ao Huan would suddenly wake up from an obscure and deep nightmare, but when Ao Huan felt the warmth of another person lying next to him, Ao Huan immediately felt at ease.
Calming down the turbulent heartbeat, soothing the restlessness in her belly, and the violent fetal movement that was about to pop out of her belly, Ao Huan leaned on the bed, took a deep breath, and stared at the little fish next to her in the pale moonlight. That sleeping face that was familiar but seemed completely unfamiliar, raised his eyebrows and thought hard:
Strange, why do I love him so much?
But soon a voice in her heart told her that he was her husband-in-law. They already had children and their children were about to be born. They were supposed to love each other.
Falling in love is enough.
If you have feelings, you can be full even if you drink water.
She has always believed that love can overcome many obstacles and cross the rivers of hatred, prejudice and narrow-mindedness.
Ao Huan raised his lips and hugged the little fish tightly. It would be great if his husband could be as considerate and close as he was today.
She has nothing else to wish for in this life, she only wishes to have this day every year, and this day every year.
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