Ye Zhaixing was half drunk and looked at the emperor's uncle with drunken eyes.

"I'll take you back to your room, you'll sleep well, and when you wake up, you'll marry me."

Mo Chenyuan picked her up and slowly carried her upstairs.

Ye Zhaixing hooked the emperor's neck, his head was dizzy and he was very excited.

"Uncle, do you love me?"

She asked him drunk.

She knew the answer, but wanted to hear him say it.

"Love you."

His voice is gentle.

His brother-in-law Ye Yuyang happened to hear it, and he got goosebumps all over and hurried downstairs to find Luo Guyun.

Mo Chenyuan hugged her and continued upstairs, saying in her gentlest voice:

"You are the only one I love the most, and I will love you forever, and will never change until death."

Ye Zhaixing smiled brightly and squirted on his face.

"It's great to be with you. I think I'm so happy. This is a feeling I've never felt before. Uncle, thank you."

Thank you for letting me feel the ultimate care and love.

Thank you for letting me know what it feels like to fall in love with someone.

Bai Zhu was guarding the door, waiting for the lady to come back, but unexpectedly she heard such numb words. She quickly treated herself as the air and slipped away.

Mo Chenyuan held her and placed her on the bed, and then fetched water to wash her face and hands. His movements were as gentle as if he was wiping a rare treasure.

Ye Zhaixing squinted his eyes to look at him. She was actually a little sleepy, but she couldn't bear to close her eyes, so she wanted to see the emperor more.

It seems like I can never see enough.

"Sleep, Xing'er, sleep a little longer. It's best to wake up when I uncover the veil. In that case, the first person you see tomorrow is me, your husband."

Mo Chenyuan tucked her quilt and prepared to watch her go to bed before leaving.

Ye Zhaixing suddenly reached out and grabbed his clothes, looking at him with moist eyes:

"Uncle Emperor, don't leave tonight, okay?"

She suddenly couldn't bear to leave him.

Subconsciously I wanted him to stay.

His pupils were slightly tightened, his throat moved, and he felt his mouth and tongue dry.

"Xing'er, do you know what this sentence means to a man?"

He said in a low voice.

Ye Zhaixing nodded shyly, hid half of his face in the quilt, and said in a urn:

"I know."

"But tomorrow is the wedding night. Xing'er, tomorrow is more meaningful to us. I don't want you to regret it in the future."

He said restrainedly.

Ye Zhaixing shook his head, "I don't regret it. We are husband and wife soon. We just performed the ritual of Duke Zhou a day in advance. Or are you unwilling to do it, uncle?"

"How could I not want to? I'm always waiting for this day in my dreams. Xing'er, have you thought about it?"

His voice was low, as if he was still in the extreme, restrained.

No man can refuse the invitation from his beloved woman, and he, in front of Xing'er, has no so-called self-control.

Once she acts spoiled, he becomes disastrous.

"Yeah, I've thought about it. I want the emperor to stay tonight and let us be the closest people."

She nodded and sat up against the bed, untied her hair, spreading her black silk on the bed.

He stretched out his index finger and hooked him.

Her initiative is undoubtedly the best invitation.

Mo Chenyuan's throat slid, his breathing became heavier, he set up a barrier at the door, and walked towards her.

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At the same time, the powerful barrier in the Demon Abyss was opened by an external force, and an evil and handsome figure walked out of the Demon Abyss.

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When Ye Zhaixing opened her eyes, she was sitting in front of the bronze mirror.

In the bronze mirror, the beautiful girl was wearing a big red wedding dress, a phoenix crown, and was decorated with exquisite makeup, full of joy.

"Miss, are you awake? My son-in-law told us not to disturb you during rest, but you are sleeping too well. We changed your clothes and makeup and did not wake you up. You woke up just in time. My son-in-law picked you up the bride downstairs!"

A maid came over and spoke with a smile on her face.

Ye Zhaixing had a dull mind and looked at the little maid: "Bai Zhu?"

"What's wrong with the lady?" Bai Zhu looked at the lady in confusion. The lady's confused eyes made her feel a bad premonition.

She remembered the story of the lady suddenly fainted a few days ago.

"I'm fine."

Ye Zhaixing shook his head at her and looked back at the bronze mirror.

She remembered that today was the day for her wedding with the emperor.

But she felt that she had been sleeping for a long time, and had been trapped in a dark darkness, and her head was about to stop thinking.

Bai Zhu looked at her appearance and bit her lip, feeling very worried.

She said with red eyes: "Miss, today is your happy day, you must be happy!"

"Of course I'm happy."

Ye Zhaixing smiled with her lips curled up, and when she was trapped in the darkness, whenever she was about to be swallowed by the darkness, she would think of the emperor's uncle, and his expression of gentleness, domineeringness or at a loss.

When her emotions and desires are abundant, the darkness cannot devour her or destroy her.

Bai Zhu smiled, and there was still deep worries hidden in her smile.

It was lively below. Ye Zhaixing looked out to watch the fun. He saw the emperor's uncle being stopped outside by his younger brother and Luo Guyun, and asked him to say something to praise the bride. He was satisfied and let him go in.

As soon as she stretched out her head, the man grabbed her bag and looked up at her.

The two of them had their eyes stuck together, and she suddenly thought of what happened last night.

It was obvious that only a few hours passed, but it seemed that a long time had passed.

But when he looked at him, the shy feeling came back immediately.

She quickly put her head back, and then she heard the emperor's uncle saying some praises, which became more and more numb. The love that could not be said in the past seemed to be revealed from these praises.

Her mouth was raised, and her heart was filled with love.

But soon, the smile on her face froze because, on the opposite eaves, she saw someone who shouldn't have appeared here.

No, to be precise, he is not a human, but the lord of the demon clan who is half-demon and half-demon, Long Feili.

Her eyes widened in surprise.

His cultivation has been completely restored. How did he appear here?

Could it be that because of her poor health, even the barrier of the demon world could not be maintained?

If he wants to kidnap himself, it is easier than walking.

If he wants to destroy the human race, it will be easy to get rid of his hands.

But he didn't move, just stood on the roof and looked at her from afar.

He was dressed in black and was incompatible with the whole joyful god.

The door was opened, and Xi Po came over and covered her with a red veil. The younger brother came over and carried her downstairs.

She heard the lively congratulations, the reluctant sob of her brother, and many various sounds.

Her heartbeats get faster and faster until a big hand holds her hand, sending her warmth and strength.

A heart finally calmed down.
Chapter completed!