Zhang Ling showed a smirk on her face. She didn't know whether she should accept Zhong Wuhen's kindness or something else. She should feel happiness or sadness from Zhong Wuhen's words.

Then he heard Feng Ruoer say without interest, "Oh!"

Zhong Wuhen looked at Feng Tianlong and then said, "Let's go ahead!" Zhong Wuhen's meaning was very clear. It was just a small farce, and now the farce is about to end.

Feng Tianlong was also confused about his relationship with the two, but at this time he continued: "Okay, everyone, the wedding banquet continues!"

Next is the toast. The rules of Tianfeng Kingdom, the bride must come out with her husband and toast them one by one. Of course, the first one was naturally the ten tables of people in Lian. Zhao Lin was also very sensible. He first came to the two tables of disciples of the three major Tianzong disciples and started to toast. Feng Ziling was still a little out of shape, and she looked at the side.

However, although Zhao Lin is strong, he can deal with it in such an occasion, and he has any bad impression on the disciples of the three major Tianzongs.

He soon came to Zhong Wuhen's side. At this time, Feng Ruoer was also sitting next to Zhong Wuhen's side, so when they came here, Feng Ziling felt very embarrassed. Zhao Lin didn't feel anything. He picked up the wine glass, "Brother Zhong, I wish you good things to you and Sister Ruoer!"

Zhong Wuhen nodded slightly, "thank you!"

The conversation between the two was just like this, and Zhao Lin left. After all, there were so many guests, and it took a lot of time to go through them one by one. Of course, when he reached the tables at the back, he didn't need to toast in person. After all, his status and identity were placed there, and the rest of them dared not say anything.

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The day passed like this, and the wedding banquet was gone. Zhong Wuhen stood up and was about to leave, but Zhang Ling walked over. "Master!" Before he could say it, he thought of what Zhong Wuhen said before, "Young Master Zhong, can you say a few words alone?"

Le'er was also looking at Zhang Ling at this time. Indeed, Zhang Ling is very different from Qiu Ju before, and she has a more fairy spirit, but a hint of sadness often flows out of her eyes, "Zhang Ling, there is probably nothing to say between you and the young master. No matter what you say, your fate with the young master has been broken. Why do you have to make things so difficult for yourself?"

Listening to Le'er's words, Zhang Ling suddenly turned around and stared at Le'er, "What are you? Is it your turn to take care of my business?" As soon as she said this, she regretted it. Le'er smiled faintly, but she felt it didn't matter. When she decided to stay with Zhong Wuhen in such an identity, she had already thought of such a scene. It was ridiculous that the first person to say this was Zhang Ling.

Zhong Wuhen did not look back, but said lightly, "Go back, it's no point in coming here now. The flowers in Qinglianju's backyard have long been withered, and everything is irreversible. A fairy sect like Lingfeng Valley is the place for you, and we are destined to be people from two worlds, forgetting me, forgetting the Zhong family, and forgetting Gucheng, because for you, it may be a glorious past." After that, Zhong Wuhen left directly.

Along the way, Zhong Wuhen was not in a good mood. He originally thought that he might be a little happy when he signed a marriage contract today, but he didn't expect that he would meet Qiu Ju, the person who had been making tea for him for ten years, was actually shaken when she appeared, but if it was broken, it should be broken.

When they returned to the inn, Zhong Wuhen finally received a good news, that is, the other courtyard in Zizhu Forest had been arranged and could be moved in at any time. This was very good news for them. So the next day, Zhong Wuhen also invited Feng Ruoer to visit this courtyard. Of course, there were naturally Le'er, Chunzhu, Xia He and Yi Dong who accompanied him. In order to accompany him, Xia He had taken a long vacation.

The six people walked on the street and came to the small bamboo forest in the west of the city. Feng Ruoer also smiled and said, "The environment here is quiet, it is a good place to cultivate one's own character."

Zhong Wuhen nodded, "Yes, that's right. I'm still assured that girl Chunzhu is doing things. This time I did it well!"

"Young Master, the stone road ahead leads to the courtyard in the purple bamboo forest, and it will arrive soon!" Chunzhu also said at this time.

There is only this courtyard in the purple bamboo forest, so the surroundings are quieter. Zhong Wuhen also likes this environment very much and directly said, "Chunzhu, find a way to buy this purple bamboo forest too!"

Chunzhu was also stunned, "But, Master, this requires a lot of money!"

Zhong Wuhen smiled and shook his head, "Money is not a problem. I'll leave this matter to you and Yi Dong. The purple bamboo forest is not big, but the scenery is really good. Buy it!" What Zhong Wuhen lacks the most is gold coins. How much can this place be worth? And now Zhong Wuhen is named as a prince consort, so it won't be too difficult to buy such a piece of land.

"Oh!" Chunzhu responded.

Soon, the group arrived at the gate of this courtyard. The gate did not have such a grand and majestic momentum, but it had a fresh and elegant feeling. The plaque above was empty and there was nothing. "Young Master, this was specially arranged by me. Please write an inscription for the young master!"

Zhong Wuhen smiled slightly, then nodded, and with his hands moved, the sword on Chunzhu's waist came out. Zhong Wuhen pointed his toes and flew up, waved the sword and left three words on it, "Ruo Wuju!" This is the name of this courtyard. Although Zhong Wuhen used a sword, these three words were very meaningful, as if they had a sense of continuity.

Xia He also said in confusion: "Ruo Wuju, what a strange name!"

Chunzhu patted Xia He on the forehead, "Idiot, doesn't the word Ruowu come from the names of the young master and Miss Feng?" After hearing this, Xia He realized, "Oh, so that's it!" Feng Ruoer was naturally moved. Looking at the three words, in her eyes, the three words seemed different.

Zhong Wuhen coughed lightly, "Okay, go in and see how the layout is in the yard?"

Under Zhong Wuhen's reminder, several people entered the yard and visited inside and out. Generally speaking, Zhong Wuhen was still satisfied. The attic in the backyard was prepared for him, and the layout inside was almost the same as that in Qinglianju. It can be seen that Chunzhu was very attentive.

In the hall, several people sat around the table, and Xia He also took the initiative to say, "This is our new home, so I will naturally make this first meal myself!" As he said that, Xia He also prepared with joy.

Le'er also smiled faintly, "Today, seeing that the young master is in a good mood, how about I play it?" As he said, Le'er also took out the piano that he had not used for a long time, tuned the tune, and played it, but it did not lose its previous level. After lunch, Yi Dong and others went to pick their own room, while Zhong Wuhen took Feng Ruoer to the attic, this place that belonged to him alone.

When he opened the door, Zhong Wuhen also walked in, Feng Ruoer followed behind him, "What did you take me here for?"

Zhong Wuhen smiled softly, "Of course I'm here to see where you want to live in the future!"

Feng Ruoer also asked in confusion: "Living here?"

Zhong Wuhen raised his eyebrows, "What, can't you do?"

Feng Ruoer also smiled and said, "Okay, why can't it be? But I thought you would take me back to Gucheng in the future. After all, there is your home!"

"It's okay, the furnishings there are similar to those in this house, so you can get familiar with them first!" Zhong Wuhen smiled and then pulled Feng Ruoer upstairs, "This is my bedroom, of course, it's yours!"

Zhong Wuhen's careless words turned Feng Ruoer blushed, "Your is yours, and everything becomes mine, don't talk nonsense."

Zhong Wuhen also stroked Feng Ruoer's face, "Ruoer, you have to know that mine is yours. No matter what these are all good or what, even I am yours, so I can't say anything like this in the future!"

Feng Ruoer raised her head, looked at Zhong Wuhen’s serious expression, and nodded, “Okay!”

Sitting on the soft bed, Zhong Wuhen also spoke, "Ruoer, I may leave Tianfeng City for a while."

This sentence also broke the atmosphere, and the smile on Feng Ruoer's face instantly froze, "Oh, is that right? Where are you going and how long are you going?"

Zhong Wuhen also turned his head to look at Feng Ruoer, "I'm going to go to Wanzhou Mountain. Some things need to be dealt with, and it will take about a month. Ruoer, will you miss me, right?"

Feng Ruoer pouted, "I don't want it. If you want to leave, just leave. I won't miss you. If you don't know how to come, I'll find someone to marry!"

Zhong Wuhen also pinched Feng Ruoer's face, "Hmph, you dare, who dares to want you except me?"

"Domedy!" Feng Ruoer said dissatisfied.

Zhong Wuhen smiled and asked, "Then, do you like it?"

Feng Ruoer didn't hesitate for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yeah, I like it!"

Zhong Wuhen kissed him gently, but the kiss fell on the birthmark on Feng Ruoer's forehead. Zhong Wuhen tapped his fingers, and then the light brown birthmark appeared on his forehead. To be honest, this birthmark does have some effects on beauty, but it doesn't matter to Zhong Wuhen.

Feng Ruoer also felt the temperature on Zhong Wuhen’s lips and asked carefully: “Isn’t it too ugly?”

Zhong Wuhen shook his head, "No, you will cover it during the day anyway, and you can't see it even if you turn off the lights at night!"
Chapter completed!