The moon is in the sky, and silver lights sprinkled into the inn of Qilin Capital.

Qian Wuyou, who had no expression on his face, was wandering back and forth on the silver bluestone ground, and at the gate not far away, there were a row of solemn guards holding weapons and guarding their faces.

These people are all guards of the forbidden palaces that protect the safety of the "son-in-law".

After completely messing up the so-called wedding of Fang Mansion, Qian Wuyou was invited by Li Xuanyan as the "Imperial Prince Consort". The name is the guise of protection, but it actually exudes the meaning of imprisonment.

"Lord!"

When Qian Wuyou turned around, he saw the little priest wearing a white robe standing in the bright moonlight. Her little face with concern was written on her face.

As Qian Wuyou shook his head and sighed, he waved to him, and Wei Linglun immediately trotted and leaned over.

"Lord, don't worry, we won't be in trouble!" Wei Linglun said comforting words, but his eyes kept turning, and the cold light of the guard's weapons reflected from time to time.

"Silly girl! How could I worry about these chores? I just worry... Alas!" Qian Wuyou looked at the direction of Fang's mansion. At this moment, Fang Qing's unpredictable thoughts made Qian Wuyou feel very troubled.

"Miss...she..." Wei Linglan wanted to comfort her, but she didn't know how to speak. After all, as long as Qian Wuyou had the title of imperial prince consort, there was no possibility of marrying the prime minister.

Any daughter of a good family would not easily commit herself to being a concubine. What's more, Fang Qing is the only legitimate daughter of the prime minister of the empire. How could she, with silver blood, be so cute to others?

Seeing Wei Linglan's entangled expression on his face, a strong sense of care came to his face. Qian Wuyou felt great comfort. He immediately put aside his distracting thoughts and held the little pastor in his arms while reaching out his hand and hugged him tightly.

"Miss will not leave us!" Wei Linglu, who was blushing, whispered in a low voice.

"Leave us?" Qian Wuyou was slightly stunned.

"No, no!" Wei Linglan hurriedly raised his little hand and shook it hard. She explained: "I mean, the eldest lady will not throw away the first lily of the valley. I know. The eldest lady has you in her heart."

"Really?" Qian Wuyou's eyes suddenly shone in his eyes.

Marriage is a matter of mutual love. If Fang Qing insists on refusing, then no matter how hard Qian Wuyou asks for it, it will be meaningless.

"If it weren't for you, Lord Lord, how could the eldest lady have refused to marry on the spot without regard for her face in the name of the Starry Sky oath?" Wei Linglan said with confidence: "But you... you... and His Highness Wu Mei..."

"Is this really the case?" Qian Wuyou's spirit suddenly became excited.

Since leaving the prime minister's mansion, the decadent atmosphere surrounding Qian Wuyou's body disappeared.

After all, the Five Elements Continent is completely different from the world in the past. Here, the girl’s family’s voluntary refusal to marry is an absolutely stigmatized evil deed. Anyone who is a gentry’s family will definitely not marry such a tough woman, so as to avoid losing the family style.

This is what the so-called "starving to death is small, losing one's integrity is big."

But Qian Wuyou, who was trapped in inertial thinking, got into the horns from the beginning. At this moment, with the help of lily of the valley, he finally clarified his thoughts. His brain became clear, and the melancholy that had troubled him for a long time turned into a burning fire of battle, which was the fiery fire of love.

Wei Linglan suddenly saw Qian Wuyou inexplicably excited, afraid that his lord would do something irrational, so she hurriedly said, "It's just a pity..."

"Nothing a pity!" Qian Wuyou said confidently. As long as Fang Qing is determined, everything will no longer be a problem.

Wei Linglu said anxiously: "But your identity as a prince consort and the prime minister..."

"The name of the prince consort is just an accident! As for the prime minister..." Qian Wuyou pondered: "The so-called sincerity comes from, gold and stone are open. As long as Fang Qing has the intention to be with me, I will make up for this father-in-law."

While speaking, Qian Wuyou pulled the little priest and prepared to rush out of the inn gate.

"Lord, Lord, what are you going to do?" Wei Linglan was immediately panicked.

Qian Wuyou said excitedly: "Of course I'm going to ask Qing'er for marriage! This time, as long as she is willing to let go of water, this marriage will be only a matter of time."

"Wait, what water should I put?" Wei Linglu's face was full of confusion.

"Of course it's a challenge, what else can it be?" Facing Fang Qing's Phoenix Fire, Qian Wuyou was at a loss at all. With the increase in attribute life and restraint, if the young lady takes all her strength, his winning rate will not be very good.

At this moment, strength suddenly came from Wei Linglu's hand. She grabbed Qian Wuyou hard and said, "Lord, don't treat the lady's starry sky vow as empty words. She will not let go, she will never let the water!"

"Uh!?" Qian Wuyou suddenly stopped. After thinking for a while, he realized that Lily of the Valley was right.

Perhaps it was because the authorities were obsessed with Fang Qing. When facing Fang Qing, Qian Wuyou was left with only passion, reckless and impulsive temperament, which almost obscured his rationality and wisdom. He was like a little lamb in heat, and could only rush around.

With a little reasoning, you can understand that with Fang Qing's arrogant and serious temperament, will he lean down and choose a weak person with humble strength as his lifelong companion?

Of course not!!!

After thinking about this, Qian Wuyou's face suddenly smiled bitterly.

In the eyes of others, the name of the prince-consort of the Five Elements Royal Family and Fang Qiming's firm rejection are the biggest obstacles for Qian Wuyou to marry Fang Qing. However, in Qian Wuyou's eyes, the addition of these two did not defeat Fang Qing himself and the troubles came.

Fang Qing, who has awakened the blood of kings and domineering, has the glorious inheritance of ancient mages. The flame will that shocked the Qilin Capital at noon is a symbol of her strength.

The fire of the five elements is brilliant and glorious; the silver wizard is inherited by the saint!

As long as you take one of the two, Qian Wuyou will not be sure of winning. The iron law of the five elements of fire overcomes metal is like a mountain, pressing on Qian Wuyou, making him feel heavy.

If it is a marching and fighting, and the battlefield is killed, Qian Wuyou will face the difficulties and fight it. However, he cannot afford to lose the current challenge, nor can he lose. This is a battle that must be won and must be fully confident.

But what will be a perfect solution to win a inheritance mage who can control the fire of the five elements and bear the blood of silver?

Qian Wuyou, who was thinking calmly, couldn't help but feel a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, but not long after, another firm and decisive luster appeared in his eyes.

The eyes of the Warcraft Knight gradually turned to the highest point of the Qilin Capital - the top of the prayer of the Temple of Heaven is the majestic and upright astrological tower. This place where stars gather is the Five Elements Holy Land where all professions are changed.

As long as you step into the metal knight before Fang Qing, Qian Wuyou will have absolute confidence, reverse the iron law of five elements of birth and restraint, and fulfill your long-cherished wish. (To be continued)

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