A weak and evil woman was exiled? The beastly husbands risked their lives to protect her

Chapter 701 Finale (4)

It wasn't until midnight that Jiang Xinli, lost in deep thought, finally drifted off to sleep.

In a daze, it felt like someone pulled me into their arms from behind.

A burning kiss pressed against her shoulder, the faint scent of ambergris filling her nostrils.

She instinctively struggled for a moment, but was held down even tighter by strong arms.

"Don't move." A gentle, deep voice sounded in my ear, "I missed you."

The clothes were peeled off little by little.

She wanted to resist, but she was as if trapped in a nightmare, her body weak and powerless.

The next day.

When Jiang Xinli woke up, there was no one beside her.

But the lingering kiss marks on her body, and the clear memories remaining in her body.

And that faint scent of ambergris clearly indicates that Jin Yuan has been here.

Not only did I come, but I also did everything that was supposed to be done.

This deity, who had broken ties with her, no longer bothered to pretend in front of her.

Jiang Xinli bit her lip and took a deep breath.

I had just finished washing up when the decorations in the room suddenly changed.

Large, golden rose reliefs emerge from the obsidian wall.

A faint rose scent filled the air.

The starry sky above the dome is also changing.

The stars pieced together to form a luminous rose, and a line of words emerged from the Milky Way:

Jiang Xinli, I love you.

Jiang Xinli looked up and was stunned for a moment.

"Do you like it?" A deep, gentle voice sounded from behind, accompanied by a sharp, imposing aura.

She stiffened.

The young deity, dressed in a magnificent black suit, had already walked up behind her and put his hand on her shoulder.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

Jiang Xinli tried to dodge, but found that her body had been imprisoned by Him again and she could not move at all.

She frowned. "Let go."

The deity behind him darkened his eyes, but then instantly transformed them into a pool of gentle water:
"The auspicious time will arrive soon. I have prepared everything for your wedding and your ascension to godhood."

His fingers lightly hooked her collar, his knuckles brushing against her collarbone almost imperceptibly.
"Now, let me help you change your clothes."

“Jinyuan,” Jiang Xinli stood still, her lower lip bitten until it turned white, each word clear, “I’ve said it before, I don’t want to marry you anymore.”

"As I said," He raised his hand, grasped her chin, leaned close to her ear, and whispered warmly, "it's not up to you."

"Two choices." His voice softened, yet his oppressive aura intensified.

"First, come with me yourself."

"Secondly, I will use my divine power to make you come with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lightly pointed his finger, and the wedding dress that he had helped her try on yesterday, along with the full-length mirror, the matching jewelry, innerwear, and shoes, appeared out of thin air.

"It's all made of the finest materials in the galaxy." His fingertips traced the lace on the wedding dress, but his gaze remained fixed on her face.

"Everything I prepared and designed was done by me personally."

“Jiang Xinli, I love you so much,” He whispered, his fingers already reaching for the thin strap of her dress, “What else are you dissatisfied with?”

The clothes were slowly pulled off.

He moved gently, as if handling a fragile treasure.

"I don't like to force you, but today's wedding is an exception."

Seeing that she remained stiff, he paused, "If you don't want me to touch you, then I'll call someone else to help you."

The 'others' He speaks of naturally refer to His followers and servants.

“However,” He lowered his head, his lips almost touching the side of her taut neck,

"I hate it when anyone touches you. If they touch you, see your body, or smell your fragrance."

He chuckled softly, his tone turning icy.
"All I can do is chop off their hands, gouge out their eyes, and cut off their noses."

"Then, erase their memories, or... crush them into bloody pulp."

He spoke the most cruel and vicious words in the calmest and gentlest tone.

"So, choose them, or choose me?" A cold killing intent flashed in His eyes.

The girl before him gazed at her reflection in the mirror, manipulated by the gods, closed her eyes, weary and desperate.
"Jinyuan, you are shameless."

The young deity standing behind her was tall and imposing, almost completely enveloping her slender figure.

The exquisitely tailored gown clung tightly to her perfect waistline.

Her long, black hair cascaded down, adorned with a dark gold hair chain and hair ornaments.

At first glance, he is handsome, majestic, and sacred, so dazzling that it makes people lose their senses.

But only she knew what a paranoid, twisted, and cruel soul was hidden beneath such a perfect exterior.

"Shameless?" The young deity chuckled softly, offering no rebuttal and taking it as a compromise.

He moved slowly and steadily as he continued to dress her.

Until not a single trace remained on her body.

His gaze paused slightly.

Fair skin, undulating curves, delicate eyebrows and eyes.
She was as beautiful as a fragile porcelain doll.

He took the inner garments and dressed her one by one, his fingertips lightly brushing against her skin.

He seemed to enjoy the process.

Then, he carefully put the ivory-white wedding dress, as white as the Milky Way, on her body.

Jiang Xinli closed her eyes, unwilling to look at herself in the mirror any longer. "Is it meaningful for you to humiliate and torment me like this?"

Wearing a wedding dress is something He could easily do with a flick of his finger.

“It’s a ritual.” He lifted her chin and gently kissed her.

Then she bent down and carefully adjusted a pearl tassel hanging from her waist.
“My bride, Jin Yuan, is my best work, so of course I have to personally sculpt her bit by bit.”

He doesn't understand.

He clearly loved her so much, so why did it become a humiliation and torment in her eyes?

He then took out a hair ornament, a forehead chain, a necklace, and a bracelet.

Seeing that her hands and neck were already adorned with numerous rings and necklaces, His eyes darkened, and he gave a low command.
"Pick these."

Her tone was cold and firm: "I won't take it off."

"Whether you take them off or not, after today, you will belong to me." He suppressed his displeasure and put on the ornaments he had prepared one by one.

The elaborate and gorgeous outfit was finally completed.

He pulled her into his arms from behind, his eyes gleaming with a triumphant pleasure.

Her eyes were filled with anger. "Let go."

“I won’t let go.” He ignored her struggles, looked in the mirror, and said gently, “My bride, you look beautiful today.”

He held her tightly for a long time.

Then, he turned her body towards him, lowered his head, and lightly pecked her lips.

"From today onwards, you will be my wife."

"Also a god who stands shoulder to shoulder with me."

He lifted her chin, his deep violet eyes gazing intently at her. "Are you looking forward to it?"

"Unexpectedly—mm—" Before she could finish speaking, her words were silenced by His kiss.

After the kiss, he released her, his fingertips gently lifting.

The garden outside the window moves automatically even without wind.

The garden is still full of roses today.

But there is only one variety.

It's the one that Jiang Xinli glanced at more than once that night.

The petals, like black satin, are edged with glittering gold.

"Wow—"

A gentle breeze blew by, and the flowers swayed in unison, then spontaneously detached themselves from their roots.

They gathered in the air to form a bridal bouquet, which gently floated down in front of Jiang Xinli.

He took the flowers and placed them in her hand.
"Are you ready, my dear bride?"

“If we are ready, we will go to the temple.”

Unable to move, Jiang Xinli could only glare at him fiercely, "Let go!"

He smiled and tightened his grip on her arm, "I won't let go."

Before he finished speaking, he bent down and swept her up in his arms. A door appeared in the wall and slid silently open to both sides.

He used no divine power, but like the most devout mortal, carried her step by step toward the temple.

The very long, floor-length skirt flowed behind them like a galaxy.

In the distance, on both sides of the road, stood many tall and solemn figures.

They bowed their heads in reverence, and no one dared to look up at them.

Overnight, the roads along the route have been completely transformed.

The walls, engraved with ancient runes, are filled with vibrant golden roses and adorned with luxurious rubies.

The atmosphere was festive and luxurious, with a touch of solemnity and sanctity.

But it was also too empty and quiet, with a faint sense of suffocation.

Jiang Xinli was unable to move her body, but she kept talking.

"Jinyuan, I would rather die than marry you!"

"How long are you going to keep deceiving yourself?!"

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Some people heard the cursing and were about to quietly look up when they met the cold gaze of the young deity, and hurriedly lowered their heads in fright.

He ignored her angry words and struggles.

They didn't even bother to set up a soundproof barrier.

Those figures could only lower their heads even further.

After the two had gone some distance, they silently followed.

Along the way, the young deity kept his head down, a smile playing on his lips as he looked at the girl in his arms, as if he couldn't get enough of looking at her.

Deep within those violet eyes, there seemed to be a vortex carrying a mysterious power.

It's so captivating that you can't help but be drawn in after just one glance.

The girl in his arms gradually changed her expression.

From being filled with anger and rejection, to having a hint of alertness and struggle, then slowly softening, and finally becoming tinged with a docile and bewildered air.

He carried her across the long path paved with stars and into the wedding temple adorned with jewels.

At the end of the ruby ​​passageway engraved with runes, layers of curtains hung down.

Behind the curtains, facing the starry dome, a jade bed, also carved from gemstones, is faintly visible.

He put her down from his arms, reached out and grasped her wrist, then his fingers slid down, slipping between her fingers and interlocking with hers.

The palace doors slammed shut with a loud crash.

"Come, my bride."

He led her by the hand and toward the road paved with jewels.

The moment the two stepped onto the gemstone surface, runes interwoven with dark red and rose suddenly shot up from the ground.

Faint patterns gradually emerged from the black vortexes in the dome.

The last vestige of consciousness in the girl's eyes seemed to melt away silently as the runes lit up.

A beam of holy, pale golden light descended from the dome, and a deep voice echoed slowly within the temple:

"Jinyuan, do you take Jiang Xinli to be your wife, to love her unconditionally, to be loyal to her, and to cherish her forever, regardless of the passage of time, whether she is a mortal or a goddess?"

A pale golden beam of light enveloped the young deity.

He glanced sideways at the girl beside him, his gaze deep, calm, and resolute.
"I am willing."

A pale golden beam of light shone on the girl:
"Jiang Xinli, are you willing to marry Jinyuan, to regard him as your one and only partner for life, to love him unconditionally, to be loyal to him, to cherish him, and to love him forever?"

The girl wore the most beautiful wedding dress in the world; she was breathtakingly beautiful.

But those clear, doe-like eyes were now empty and filled with struggle.

The voice rang out again: "Jiang Xinli, are you willing?"

Her eyes glazed over for a moment, then her red lips parted slightly:

"I--"

A hint of resistance flashed in her eyes.

"willing--"

Just then, a melodious and ethereal song suddenly came from outside the temple.

This song, as if imbued with ancient power, pierced through the heavy palace doors and reached the depths of people's hearts and souls.

The sea crystal flower pendant with mermaid heart scales floating on Jiang Xinli's chest suddenly flashed with a dark purple light.

The dazed look in her eyes faded slightly, and a hint of clarity returned.

The young deity glanced at her without changing his expression.

With a thought, he quietly removed the invisible restraints binding her.

Jiang Xinli then realized that she was already at a wedding.

The ethereal singing continued to echo outside the temple.

Jiang Xinli was so captivated by the singing that she almost forgot that a deity was standing beside her, waiting for her to recite her vows.

She frowned.

The song and melody seemed familiar to her, as if she had heard them in some forgotten corner of the world.

Amidst the melodious singing outside the temple, the faint sounds of fighting broke the solemn tranquility within.

She subconsciously raised her hand, her fingertips gently tracing the sea crystal necklace on her chest.

【Pear. 】

[The little bride.]

【Little Benli. 】

【Little pear. 】

【.】

Familiar voices suddenly rang in my ears.

"Hiss—" Her head suddenly started to hurt, and the dreams she had before, along with some fragments of memory, flooded into her mind like a clear tide.

"Aze."

"A Yao"

"Archer."

"Xiaoying."

These names were like keys, instantly unlocking the long-sealed gates of her memory.

She was completely absorbed in her memories, even ignoring everything around her.

As the girl murmured those names, the young deity beside him darkened his eyes completely.

But His gaze did not linger on her; instead, it silently swept towards a certain point in the void.

In an instant, the fierce battle outside the palace was clearly presented before His eyes.

However, the girl in front of him was completely unaware of this and was still immersed in her newly awakened memories.

She looked down at the necklace and ring on her wrist, and memories flooded back:

She was the daughter of the lord of Planet Rich Star 3. She was falsely accused and sentenced to a serious crime, and was exiled to Dark Star along with several beastmen from prominent backgrounds.

In order to absolve themselves of a century of sins, they participated in the ultimate mission, eventually overcoming numerous dangers to reach the ultimate place and enter the ultimate gate.
Furthermore, she is a future 4S-class dark female.

She has ten loving husbands.
They are all guardians of the gods.

They have their destiny.

[Inside the main hall, there is...]

In an instant, the hints from the glacial blue seashell, the memory seal of the dragon crystal necklace, and Jin Yuan's seemingly affectionate promises were all actually a carefully woven lie!

She suddenly came to her senses.

The music I vaguely heard just now was definitely not the background music for the wedding.

That is--

The mermaid's song!
Just then, a deep, oppressive roar pierced the air from outside the hall:
"Little bride, you can't marry him!"

Jiang Xinli's breath hitched: it was Yun Bo's voice.

Yunbo is outside the palace!
Seeing her look of sudden realization, the young deity beside him slowly curled up the corners of his lips.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into his arms.
"My bride, shall the ceremony continue?"

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