Of course they have the right to object.

Because Jiutian Xuannv is both nine people and one person.

This is the reason why none of them are married. If any Xuannv has an affair with a man, won’t the other eight become unclean along with them?

This is a problem that has not been solved for hundreds of thousands of years!

The Holy Book Talent has been hiding her marriage to Zhang Ruochen, partly because she was worried about the Queen's reproach, partly because she couldn't muster enough courage to face the facts, and partly because she didn't know how to explain it to the other eight Xuannv. She could only keep telling her.

Put it off until the wedding day, until the deal is done.

She could only convince herself silently in her heart: "Danqing, Danqing, what can you do? The emperor is too powerful. You can't pretend that what happened in the Origin Temple that day didn't happen, right? You can't hide your belly from others.

In some time, the Queen will still see the clues."

The talented lady of the holy book does not want to be the moon god, so she keeps giving herself courage. When the time comes, she will have the courage to face Chi Yao, face the other eight Xuannv, and face the surprised eyes of everyone in the world.

…

Zhang Hongchen returned to Meiyuan and threw the marriage certificate with gilded text in front of Ling Feiyu.

Ling Feiyu, who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, hesitantly opened it. After reading it, he looked at it in disbelief: "My marriage certificate? The marriage certificate with Master Ruochen? How can this be done? This joke is too big!

"

Zhang Hongchen sat with his legs crossed, confident, and said with a confident smile: "I'm not kidding at all, I have sent a large number of people to prepare the dowry. A mortal can have a red dress hundreds of miles away. For the emperor's wedding ceremony, a thousand miles red dress is far from enough. Thousands of miles...

…If Wanli Hongzhuang didn’t exist, those useless people below wouldn’t have to live anymore!”

Zhang Hongchen has his own power and countless followers. He can be called the great sect of the world. He can arm-wrestle with Zhang Gushen who is in charge of the earth tripod at any level.

Ling Feiyu was silent, and after a while he said: "Is this the emperor's will?"

In her heart, Zhang Ruochen is more respected and admired. He is the emperor of heaven and earth, and the ancestor who stands upright. Using the word "Master" to commemorate him is simply because she has reached such a high level!

If the emperor really wanted to marry her, she knew that she would never be able to resist or disobey.

Zhang Hongchen said: "No, that's what I mean. But on the wedding day, when we are dressed in red robes, the suona is blown, the sedan is carried in, the gongs and drums are loud, and there are firecrackers all the way, who dares to blast us out? Who will?

How dare you have such courage?"

He continued: "Don't worry, I have one. The Plum Garden is one of the nine palaces and seventy-two gardens of the Origin Temple. Do you think anyone is qualified to live in it?"

“Once you move in, it’s like acquiescence.”

Ling Feiyu said: "Since it is not the emperor's intention, this matter is absolutely inappropriate."

"What's wrong with marrying the Emperor of Heaven?" Zhang Hongchen was puzzled.

"There is nothing wrong with it! But I am Ling Feiyu, a young person practicing in the Liangyi Sect, not your mother. The family you want to repair, the mother you miss the most, is long gone!

"

After saying this, Ling Feiyu pushed open the door and left straight away.

Zhang Hongchen was stunned at the same place, big tears in his eyes fell unconsciously one by one, and his heart was so sad that it was hard to describe.

Finally, she rushed out like a stream of light, caught Ling Feiyu back, and settled herself on the chair.

"No, you are my mother, you just haven't recovered your memory yet! I'm not trying to fix anything, I just... just don't want to lose. Mother, I am Hongchen, I am Hongchen, you will definitely recognize me in the future

.”

…

Zhang Ruochen and Jiutian Xuannu were discussing various details of the wedding, and all the matters of the entire wedding ceremony were left to the nine of them.

The Goddess of Command "Fairy Concubine" is responsible for etiquette, the Goddess of Magical Hands "Qing Mo" is responsible for wine and food, and the Canglan Martial Saint "Wan Canglan" is responsible for order...

The nine people were extremely cooperative and happy. It was an honor to be able to prepare a wedding ceremony for the emperor that attracted worldwide attention.

This is the biggest happy event in the Six Paths Universe after the pain of the Era War. All races will surely come to pay tribute, and all the gods will congratulate.

In the atmosphere of lively discussion, the melodious sound of flute came from outside the hall.

Zhang Ruochen, who was sitting on the throne, looked toward the palace door, with a warm smile on his face, and took the initiative to leave his seat and walk out the door.

Jiutian Xuannu was all surprised. In this world, there were not many monks who could attract the emperor to go out to greet him personally. It could even be said that there was not even one.

Under night.

The sound of the flute is pleasant and sweet, just like a boy and girl playing in the bamboo forest, with small bridges and flowing water, colorful fallen flowers, and carefree laughter.

This is "Lanyu Song"!

When he was a child, Zhang Ruochen created it to make the crying Kong Lanyou laugh.

She remembered it all her life.

A song called "Lan You" turns black hair into white hair.

The childhood sweethearts of that year have long since been lost, and everyone is no longer young, but the two children by the stream in my memory will never grow old.

The sound of the flute stopped and the lingering sound gradually faded away.

Kong Lanyou walked out of the night holding a flute. Although his hair was white, his face had not been damaged by the years and was still as bright as when he was young. He smiled and said: "People in the deep forest don't know."

"The bright moon comes to take a photo." Zhang Ruochen stood in front of the independent hall with one hand behind his back.

Kong Lanyou said: "My aunt said that she, as mother, should have made the groom's wedding attire herself. But she really couldn't spare the time, so she asked me to try it on first to see if it fit and whether it could bring out the beauty of the bride.

My cousin is brave and handsome."

A young divine attendant, dressed in neat and gorgeous divine robes, carefully walked out from behind Kong Lanyou, holding a wooden box in his hand and not daring to look directly at Zhang Ruochen.

Kong Xuan has passed away long ago.

This divine attendant is Kong Lanyou’s new registered disciple.

Entering a room in a vacant garden, Kong Lanyou personally helped Zhang Ruochen put on new clothes, combed his hair, tied up his bun and tied his crown in front of the mirror. They were quiet and warm, telling each other many past events.

The two of them had had vague feelings and had feelings for each other, but they were delayed by the troubled times and could not get together once in tens of thousands of years.

Over the years, the affection between cousins ​​has long surpassed the affection between men and women.

People and things must be in the right time and the right place to make things happen.

If you miss it, that article will be passed by, and your heart will never be moved again, but on the contrary, you can retain the best memories of each other.

Is it a gain or a loss?

If life is just like the first time we met, we will never tire of seeing each other again.

…

The new book is scheduled to be released on the 30th, with a four-character title.
Chapter completed!