After the first fool

Chapter 285 Finale (1)

Bai Qingluo's cold and hard face gradually softened. He patted Mo Xiaoran's head, hugged her and was about to turn around and leave. This place is too humid, which is not good for her health.

"Mo Xiaoran, don't think that you can get happiness. Even if I die, I will curse you when I reach the eighteenth floor of hell. The person you love will abandon you, your relatives will leave you, you... ..."

"Om-"

A soft sword pierced straight through the air, piercing straight into Mo Qiuyu's heart. Bai Qingluo's brows were cold, exuding a terrifying hostility. Mo Qiuyu, who was biting, slowly raised a cold smile from the corner of his cold mouth: "A person like you, death is not a pity."

Mo Qiuyu lowered her head in a daze, looking at the soft sword biting her chest, spit out a mouthful of blood, her eyes were loose, she stared at Bai Qingluo who was not far away, and kept murmuring: " I really like you...really...what's so good about her...I'm the woman who suits you best..."

"A person like you can't get into the eyes of this king." After finishing speaking, Bai Qingluo hummed softly, grabbed Mo Xiaoran's hand, and left the sky prison. Mo Qiuyu, to him, such a woman doesn't matter at all. If she hadn't cursed Mo Xiaoran at the end, maybe he would spare her life. The place Bai Qingluo feared the most.

Mo Xiaoran was the woman he loved dearly, how could he allow someone to insult her like this in front of him?
Even the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu can't do it.

"It seems that I have to explain it to my father. After all, she is his most beloved daughter." Mo Xiaoran felt a headache and rubbed her temples. When Mo Qiuyu died, father must be sad for a long time. Thinking of this, she couldn't help staring. She glanced at Bai Qingluo, "Didn't she just say something casually? Is it necessary to strike so hard?" If he didn't kill Mo Qiuyu, her fate would not be any better, but Bai Qingluo did it, Mo Qiuyu Xiao Ran was afraid that Mo Qing would have a lump in her heart.

"No one can insult you, not anyone." Bai Qingluo said domineeringly, with intoxicating passion in his eyes, he stretched out his hand, and took Mo Xiaoran into his arms, sucking greedily. The faint fragrance on her body said, "Everything is settled, no one can threaten us anymore, Mo Xiaoran, marry me."

"Nonsense," Mo Xiaoran rolled her eyes, but her ears turned slightly red, "I promised you a long time ago, okay?"

"Then let's get married as soon as possible." Bai Qingluo hugged her waist tightly, with a gorgeous smile on the corner of his mouth.

"En." Mo Xiaoran closed her eyes, let her body go, leaned against his arms, closed her eyes, listened to the strong heartbeat in his chest, and a sweet smile appeared on her face.

Five days later, the imperial city was full of joy, and people from the houses rushed to the streets, standing in the streets and alleys, watching the graceful woman who walked out of the palace wearing a fiery red phoenix robe and a golden beaded curtain. On the robe, there is a lifelike phoenix with spread wings embroidered with gold thread, with wide sleeves and narrow waist, a crystal emerald and pearl necklace around the neck, a pair of three-inch embroidered shoes, and small lotus steps that grow like lotus every step, with no expression Fendai, however, is undeniably beautiful, with a natural charm in her purity, weak yet heroic.

Hundreds of officials stood on both sides of the palace gate, and thousands of imperial guards guarded in front of the Six Paths Palace gate. A road covered with red carpets was covered with red carpets. The maids sprinkled red petals all over the sky, and wrapped themselves in bright yellow dragon robes in white ink. Pulling Mo Xiaoran, maybe this is the last time he can get close to her.

There was a burst of wet water stains on the palm of his hand due to nervousness. He led Mo Xiaoran and walked up to Bai Qingluo. He was dressed in a black brocade robe, and the eight-clawed golden dragon outlined by silver thread was inlaid on the chest and the hem of the clothes. He was cold, aloof, and his face, which was always cold, was soft under the bright sunlight. Those deep eyes were quietly staring at the woman who was walking towards him step by step.

That is the woman he decided to join hands with for the rest of his life, the only dream in his life, the existence he wants to get and care for even if he gives everything.

He turned over neatly and got off the horse, and casually pinned the whip around his waist. His slender legs strode forward like a gust of wind, and ran towards her.

"King Qing, don't worry, the bride won't run away." A minister said cheerfully, perhaps seeing Bai Qingluo's soft breath today, he could not help speaking more presumptuously.

"Yes, yes." Immediately, other ministers reconsidered, "The bride still has to bridal chamber, King Qing, please take it easy."

Being teased by them, Mo Xiaoran's face was stained with two blushes, she could only lower her head, if it was normal, she would have retorted long ago, but on this occasion, where would it be her turn to speak?
"Emperor..." Bai Mo was about to make a sound, and said some words of blessing according to the usual practice. Unexpectedly, just as Bai Qingluo walked in front of them, he directly hugged Mo Xiaoran by the waist, hugged by the gorgeous princess, and flew away The red dress and the black dress were intertwined in the air, and the bead curtain on her head was slanted to one side, revealing that exquisite little face. Because of her shyness, the red tide had not dissipated at this time, and there was even a trace of light between her brows. Charming breath.

"Bai Qingluo." Mo Xiaoran exclaimed, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to wrap his arms around his neck, "What are you doing? There are many people here."

"What are you afraid of?" Bai Qingluo raised her brows slightly, "This king wants to welcome his lover back to his residence."

After all, he kicked his feet on the ground, and he flew up into the air, with his toes slightly above the horse's head, and after a few ups and downs with his strength, he gracefully left all the officials and common people below behind. Take his bride and leave.

There was silence at the gate of the palace, and everyone stared dumbfounded at King Qing who suddenly hijacked the bride and left. There was no worship, no bridal chamber, no banquet, so he just left?Bai Mo also looked sluggish. Uncle Huang, who has always been strict, actually made such a high profile?
"Your Majesty, what should we do now?" A minister asked with a sad face, pointing to the people on both sides of the street who have not returned to God. If this is spread, the royal family will lose face again.

Qingfeng hurriedly rushed to the gate of the palace, got off his horse, and reported to Bai Mo: "Your Majesty, the master has ordered that today is the day of his wedding with the princess, and no outsiders are required to be present. However, in order to make the wedding lively enough, the master has ordered In the Yanyu Building, set up a hundred tables of water and wine, thank you for your support, eat and drink everything that is considered Qingwang, everyone can feel free."

The sound that had been rendered by internal force directly spread throughout the entire imperial city. In an instant, neatly arranged tables and chairs, delicious food, agar wine, and a mouth-watering fragrance floated in the air everywhere in the streets and alleys.

Bai Mo sighed weakly, looked at all the people flocking to the banquet, and then looked at the same bitter faces, not knowing what to do, and finally could only order: "Cancel today's palace banquet," the words slightly After a pause, he looked at the ministers: "How about having fun with the people once, if you love your ministers today?"

Who dares to disobey the emperor's order?
Hundreds of civil and military officials also joined the long banquet, laughter and fights were heard endlessly, Bai Mo sat alone at a table, his eyes skipped over the dense crowd of people in the street, and looked in the direction of the General's Mansion, the corner of his mouth parted with a hint of relief With a smile on her face, she raised the wine glass on the table, and raised it towards that direction, "Mo Xiaoran, I wish you a happy wedding."

He still can't forget her, but a person shouldn't expect to be able to accompany her all the time, to have her, to be able to witness her happiness with his own eyes, and to see her smiling face is enough.

He raised his head and drank all the spirits in the glass, maybe he drank too hastily, Bai Mo coughed a few times, his cheeks were flushed, and even a drop of water seeped from the corner of his eyes.

In the box on the second floor of Yanyu Building, Xuanyuan Wushang was dressed in red, standing by the window with a pale face, looking at the direction of the mansion from a distance, with a cynical smile still hanging on his enchanting face, although he was full of energy , but couldn't hide the haggard look on his face.

"Your majesty, why did you come here so fast? Your wounds haven't healed yet. The imperial doctor said that you will be bedridden for at least half a month." An eunuch who followed him reminded him loudly. He didn't understand. Your majesty She managed to escape from death with great difficulty, and just after waking up, she received some news. Regardless of her own health, she rushed to Dongyao's capital overnight and even hid her whereabouts. Was it just to watch a wedding?

Xuanyuan Wushang rolled his eyes, and he chuckled lightly: "Let's go."

He got up and left the Misty Rain Building without looking back. Before he set off, he did not forget to put a straw hat on his head to cover his monstrous face.

He promised her that he would not take the initiative to set foot on her again in this life, but he broke his promise. He would always come to her wedding today, but it was only this one time.

When Xuanyuan Wushang left the imperial city, he still couldn't help turning his head once.

Mo Xiaoran, if you were unhappy, would you regret not leaving alone?
Xuanyuan Wushang himself didn't know what the answer was, but he knew that after today, he would not come here again, nor would he see her again.

Bai Qingluo hugged Mo Xiaoran by the waist and drove all the way, directly breaking into the General's Mansion from the palace. The entire mansion was empty, only the red silk hanging high in the sky, fluttering in the wind, Bai Qingluo was in the front yard Putting her down, a fragmented smile flickered in her eyes. In the center of the courtyard, an incense table had been placed long ago. spiritual position.

Mo Xiaoran vaguely understood his thoughts. Their wedding was unprecedentedly grand and the scene was extremely spectacular, but there were some things that did not require the presence of others.

With a clear smile on the corner of her mouth, she straightened her clothes that had been wrinkled by the wind, and looked at Bai Qingluo quietly.

(End of this chapter)