Exiled Huajiao

Chapter 139 She is a snail with a shell on its back
The redecorated General Fang's Mansion was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and there was a lot of people talking.

Tang Yuanyuan, who was wearing a big red hijab, was sitting upright on the bed, waiting for her husband who had been happy since she was a child to lift her red hijab.

Bai Xi, who was curled up in the Lingtai, successfully left the Tang residence.

When she left the Tang Mansion, her three souls seemed to have been greatly shaken, and her head began to become confused again. She was like a snake in winter, her eyelids were so heavy that she wanted to lie down and sleep.

From the time the cock crowed, she was drowsy until nightfall, not to mention controlling Tang Yuanyuan's body, even if she wanted to stand up in the altar.

But she could clearly and clearly feel Tang Yuanyuan's strong joy, throbbing and longing.

She yearns for him, and he loves her. The two are childhood sweethearts, and they are inseparable from each other, and they are a perfect match.

The happiness that enveloped her whole body made Bai Xi mistakenly think that she was also praying for this day.

I hope that with Fang Weihuan, we can warm our tents with red candles, grow old together, have children, and spend this life together.

But the remaining reason is like a taut thread, pulling her back to reality every time.

She couldn't indulge in the joy and happiness brought to her by the illusion array, so she was trapped here forever and couldn't leave.

But she has already left the Tang Mansion, but the phantom formation still exists, which shows that the key to breaking the phantom formation has nothing to do with leaving the Tang Mansion, and it is most likely Fang Weihuan's body.

Thinking of Fang Weihuan, Bai Xi suddenly remembered that he was going to draw a portrait of her during the day yesterday, tracing her brows and eyes with his rough fingertips, stroking her cheeks, and stroking her lips.

The numb feeling seemed to be still on her face, and she remembered the hot night when he roughly captured her red lips, bit her chin, and sucked her neck.

Bai Xi caressed her reddened neck, her body was unbearably hot, and she suddenly expected Fang Weihuan to appear in front of her eyes.

When I looked up, I saw the flower bone like a big white steamed bun, my reason turned instantly, and I calmed down

Do all monsters have such ups and downs when they reach the mating period?
So, did they choose the other half out of love or biological needs?
The phantom array made Bai Xi not feel like herself, this kind of mental torture was far better than the torture of flesh and blood.

It was not difficult for her to stay sober and recognize the illusion.

But the phantom array often makes her lose herself, is it because there are too many people she is familiar with here?

Is it because that Fang Weihuan looks too much like Yuan Jun?

The sound of firecrackers and congratulations outside the house faded away.

At sunset, the red hijab was swaying in front of Tang Yuanyuan's eyes, and the faint yellow candlelight looked like a golden bean.

With the windows open, the refreshing wind blows in, and the crickets and cicadas are clamoring that summer is about to annihilate.

Bai Xi listened to Tang Yuanyuan's irregular heartbeat, looked at her restless hands resting on her knees, and felt the joyful yearning in her heart.

Tonight is the most important moment in Tang Yuanyuan's life.

It was the first time in Bai Xi's life that he experienced such extreme complex emotions. He felt that his spirit and soul were violently shaken, and his body was light and light, as if falling into a cloud.

Suddenly, there was a creaking sound from the door, and someone walked in with heavy and steady steps.

Before he had time to guess who was coming, the red hijab had already been picked up by the mandarin duck.

The chic and handsome Fang Weihuan, with reddish cheeks, held Tang Yuanyuan's hand with hazy eyes, and Tang Yuanyuan's and Bai Xi's hearts beat at the same time.

He didn't say anything, his lips, full of alcohol, pressed against Tang Yuanyuan's lips domineeringly.

Tang Yuanyuan's heart beat faster, she closed her eyes, and felt the strong love Fang Weihuan conveyed to her, and Bai Xi felt the same way.

He had been waiting for this moment for more than ten years.

She had been looking forward to this moment for more than ten years.

When Tang Yuanyuan finally couldn't take it anymore, she panted softly, and the satisfied Fang Weihuan left her red and swollen lips.

"Xiao Yuanzi, I'll take you out to play."

On the night of festivities and candles in the newlyweds' bridal chamber, a moment of spring festival is worth a thousand dollars.

Fang Weihuan took Tang Yuanyuan's hand and ran out of the bridal chamber after lifting the bride's hijab and kissing aggressively.

In front of the stable, there were already servants waiting there.

Fang Weihuan supported Tang Yuanyuan's waist, lifted him onto the horse, and then stepped onto the horse, taking the reins from the servants.

Tang Yuanyuan, who finally came to her senses, couldn't laugh or cry: "Huan Lang, where are we going?"

"After getting married today, I will be diligent in government affairs, and you are busy with housework, so it is difficult to play like before. Tonight, I will take you to ride the horse for a night of fun and have a good time."

"drive."

Fang Weihuan rode his horse and whipped his whip, the city guards pushed open the heavy gate, and a pair of newlyweds in red galloped away on horseback.

The gatekeeper looked at the bright red that disappeared into the sky, and he couldn't laugh or cry. He slandered Little General Fang for his newly-married today.
Fang Weihuan circled Tang Yuanyuan and galloped on the horse, running on the flat and wide official road, chasing the stars and the moon, with the wind chasing after him.

"Xiao Yuanzi, I love you, I will live up to you in this life, and I will die as one!"

Fang Weihuan, who is more than [-] years old, has realized all his dreams.

Married her childhood sweetheart, the love of her life; became the youngest little general, highly appreciated by the sage, proud of her horseshoe disease.

Tang Yuanyuan's heart beat like a drum, as if she was having a sweet dream!
In the altar, Bai Xi, whose heart was also beating like a drum, felt that he might really be just having a sweet dream!
Bai Xi, who has cultivated herself into a demon queen, loves this vast world so much.

The boundless grasslands, the magnificent mountains and rivers, there are endless views and delicious food.

She is completely thankful that she can cultivate herself into an adult, and she wants to set foot on every inch of land in this world, walk in the desert, shuttle through the valleys, and live freely and unrestrained forever.

Unfortunately, luck doesn't always follow you.

The wind can gently brush people's faces, or it can shake trees and destroy forests; water can gently refresh people's hearts, or it can flood towns.

Things always have two sides, and so do people.

There are selfless gentlemen like the old Gu master Si Yu who don't bully the dark room, and there are also hateful demon hunters who take advantage of their friendship, which makes Bai Xi so disgusted that she doesn't want to remember her name.

That perfidious female huntsman changed her destiny and made her see the reality clearly. How many of her fellow plant and flower demons could not help but live in the cracks, struggling to survive.

In her life, she wished first that the flower demon clan find a way to protect themselves by blooming flowers; second, that humans and demons could live in peace without disputes.

So, she has been fighting for her dream.

Lamei once made her not have to keep her promise to the old valley owner, live a selfish life, think more about her own safety, and don't just think about Yunxia Valley in her heart.

But every day the monster of grass and trees in Yunxia Valley calls her the owner, empress, and sister, she will guard her for a day, even if she sacrifices her own life, she will never hesitate.

She is like a snail with a heavy shell on her back, but she has the heart of a monster hunter, rushing eagerly towards the set goal without hesitation.

But at this moment, she was forced to stop her galloping steps and shed the heavy shell on her body.

Whether it's a phantom array or a sweet dream.

At this moment, she was riding on the horse, wanting to leave everything behind the horse, soaring carefreely against the wind as if she had been planted with wings.

(End of this chapter)