The real Mr. Xu, who has been eulogized for thousands of years, really has no reason to marry in the bridal chamber as soon as they meet.
There must be something hidden in this.
Yu Chu looked at Mr. Xu's beautiful face. The name Xu Zhiheng has been eulogized for thousands of years, and anyone who has a little understanding of history is no stranger to him.
Yu Chu was also a little impressed.
I don't know what kind of mechanism can allow them to see the scene thousands of years ago.
And it can also construct such a real illusion.
Mr. Xu is indeed a legend.
She looked at the beauty opposite without blinking, waiting for the illusion to be shattered. The beauty is still indifferent, with a smile on her lips, without any emotional fluctuations.
He rose slowly.
Yu Chu opened his eyes slightly, and saw that the black hair tied up behind him was slowly fading away bit by bit, from black to icy white.
That hair became like ice and snow, although it was white hair, but against the beautiful bones of a body, it looked more and more ice and snow clear, like a fairy in a painting.
She said, there is indeed a problem!
The young man was still wearing a red robe, his face was calm and far away, his fingertips were hanging down without moving, and he smiled quietly and calmly: "You don't want to marry me?"
His white hair was bundled up casually, beautiful as ice and snow, against a clear and beautiful face.
Yu Chu was a little puzzled.
Why is this illusion still not shattered? It is impossible for Mr. Xu to survive for a thousand years. This is either an illusion, or a real ghost!
She rejected them all. Is the illusion still going away
She continued to step back, "Don't marry."
Decisive.
Xu's deep and clean pupils suddenly darkened, and without saying much, his figure slowly disappeared.
Yu Chu felt that his eyes were shaking, and in the next second he would not be able to see the pure and pure beauty, and there was no one in front of him. The palace is still full of dust, there are no red candles, lanterns and flowers, only ever-burning lights.
She suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
—It really was an illusion just now.
This is what a real palace should look like.
She sat blankly on the dusty bed, looking at the layered veils, thoughtful.
Suddenly there was a shocked voice in front of him, with a tense tone: "What are you doing sitting there!"
Yu Chu raised his head and saw the old man and the short-haired woman striding towards him. The old man's expression was shocked and he said in a low voice, "Get up! That's Mr. Xu's couch. You are disrespecting Mr. Xu!"
Yu Chu stood up obediently.
I muttered to myself, in the illusion just now, the famous Mr. Xu even drank a cup of wine with her.
She was about to walk down the steps when her eyes suddenly glanced over the bed inadvertently, and she suddenly found a string of Buddhist beads.
The girl froze on the spot for a moment.
This string of beads...
If she remembered correctly, just before Xu Shen leaned over, she took off the string of beads slowly.
Now the beads are still here—
And there wasn't even a speck of dust on it.
So, just now, wasn't it an illusion? !
Yu Chu was stunned for a few seconds, wishing to turn back the time to a few minutes ago and drag Xiao Tiantian to the bridal chamber first.
It's rare for him to be so active the moment we meet!
She scratched her hair in frustration, turned her head and looked around, trying to see Xu Shen's figure.
But there is nothing around.
The old man yelled again: "Come here quickly? You have disturbed Mr., and no one can go out!"
Yu Chu pursed his lips and leaned slightly.
She reached out to pick up the string of Buddhist beads, put them around her wrists, and covered them with her sleeves.