Yan Zhao walked behind him after hearing this. Rong Yu tried to pull it off several times but failed, so he just used brute force to pull it off, but his scalp hurt.
Yan Zhao whispered: "Don't move."
Rong Yu put down his hand: "Come here, come here."
The hair was caught by a comb, the teeth of the comb and the hair were tangled, and Rong Yu pulled and tugged, making it even more tangled. Yan Zhao was much more patient, and he gently separated the hair from the teeth of the comb, carefully, without breaking a single hair.
He took the comb off, and there were still a few strands of hair tangled between the teeth, which Rong Yu had torn off earlier.
Yan Zhao took down all the hair with a comb, untied the knot and gathered them into a strand, then cut off his own black hair, and the two strands of black hair were entangled and intertwined.
Rong Yu asked, "What are you doing?"
"Black hair is the thread of love." Yan Zhao lowered his head and carefully wound his hair. "We tied our hair together to represent our marriage."
It is also a custom in the bridal chamber. The newlyweds cut a lock of their black hair, twist them together and keep them well, which means they are united in heart and will never be separated. When they grow old together and their black hair turns white, they can take out the black hair they wore when they got married, which means they are truly in the same boat and will spend their lives together.
Rong Yu watched him braid the two strands of hair and put them in his purse: "We haven't even gotten married yet, how come you're tying the knot right away? It's unclear, so just throw it away."
Yan Zhao quickly hid his purse and shook his head slightly.
Can't throw it away.
He wanted to be with him forever.
Rongyu was just trying to scare him. The purse was stuffed under his pillow in front of him. If he really wanted to throw it away, it would be easy as pie.
"Now that you have tied your hair, you can enter the bridal chamber."
Logically, there is a ceremony of drinking from the cup of wine, but even the ceremony of worshipping in the hall is omitted, so drinking from the cup of wine together is not that important.
Rong Yu stood up, his dark hair hanging loose, and unbuttoned his collar. He had no penchant for wearing women's clothes.
As soon as the buttons were unbuttoned, his shoulders and collarbones were exposed. Yan Zhao turned his back quickly as if his eyes were burned.
Rong Yu's voice came over: "Why are you turning around? Come over and help me unbutton the back of my shirt."
Yan Zhao said in panic: "This is against etiquette."
They haven't gotten married yet, so this would be too abrupt.
Rong Yu urged impatiently: "You've already done the whole thing of robbing the bride, and you're still pretending to be a righteous ghost? Hurry up."
Yan Zhao was speechless.
Lord Ghost King took a few deep breaths. Even though he was out of breath, this action helped him calm down a little. He prepared himself mentally, and when he turned his head, he saw the young man's smooth white back.
Yan Zhao: “!!!”
Rong Yu always had clothes for him. Modern clothes are not so simple in design. When he couldn't get up in the morning, he would close his eyes and ask the person beside him to help him dress. The clothes in ancient times were complicated. If there was magic, he would use magic. If there was no magic, he would... summon the master to serve.
Rong Yu was very good at using the Lord God. They had known each other for several generations and were already very familiar with each other. What was wrong with asking him to help unbutton a shirt? He didn't feel anything was wrong.
Poor Ghost King, who was of the highest generation, was extremely innocent and did not dare to refuse Rong Yu. His hands were shaking as he unbuttoned his clothes with a red face.
Rong Yu had his back to him and couldn't see the expression on his face: "Why are you so slow and your movements so stiff? Are you a ghost and not a zombie?"
Yan Zhao asked softly: "Why are you taking off your underwear?"
It would have been fine to take off the first layer of red skirt, but the white underwear underneath was for sleeping. Rongyu took it off as well, exposing a large area of skin. Yan Zhao lowered his eyes and dared not look, and tremblingly unbuttoned his clothes.
Rong Yu: "Oh, I am used to sleeping naked. I will not only take off my underwear, but also my underwear."
Yan Zhao's hands shook again and he failed to unbutton the buttons.
Blood Jade Bracelet: You are talking nonsense again. In your own world, you told the Lord that you don’t have the habit of sleeping naked.
At that time, the Great Demon King occupied the Lord God's bedroom. The Lord God was worried that the Great Demon King was not wearing any clothes, so he did not dare to lift the quilt and drive him out of the room. After struggling for a long time, he realized that the Great Demon King was actually wearing pants.
Rong Yu: I speak the truth to real people and lies to ghosts. Is that a problem
Blood Jade Bracelet: ... No problem.
Yan Zhao unbuttoned the last button slowly, and the red jacket fell to the ground. Rong Yu took off her skirt neatly, swept the red dates and peanuts on the bed to the end of the bed, lifted the quilt and got into bed.
Yan Zhao breathed a sigh of relief with an imperceptible sense—luckily, he didn’t really take off his underwear.
As soon as Rong Yu lifted the quilt, he saw a snow-white Yuanpa spread in the middle of the bed.
He picked up the handkerchief and said, "Do you know what it is used for?"
Yan Zhaoru replied: "I don't know."
He restored all the arrangements according to the wedding styles of today's people. When he was arranging the arrangements, he thought that what other brides had, his beloved also had, and he couldn't leave anything out.
Rong Yu loosened her grip and blew a breath on his face: "It's for checking a woman's menstruation on her wedding night."
"… "
Yan Zhao hurriedly took it off and immediately burned the handkerchief, his face red as if bleeding.
He turned around and said hurriedly, "You stay here and take a rest. I'll go back to sleep."
Rong Yu turned around and asked: "Where are you going back to?"
"Go back to the coffin." The new house was a temporary arrangement, and he had been sleeping in a coffin for thousands of years.
"On our wedding day, you didn't marry me, and you left me alone on our wedding night." Rong Yu sneered, "Are you trying to humiliate me?"
Yan Zhao paused and turned back: "No."
"Then come back."
Yan Zhao walked back silently.
"Go to bed."
Yan Zhao did as he was told.
"Lie down."
Yan Zhao lifted the quilt and lay down in bed.
"hug me."
Yan Zhao hesitated for a moment: "Do you want to put on some clothes?"
"don't want."
"… "
Yan Zhao had no choice but to hug him gently.
Ordinary ghosts have no body, they will pass through people when they meet them, and people can't see them. Some ghosts with some skills can show up and touch the human body, otherwise there wouldn't be so many ghost stories.
A thousand-year-old ghost king like Yan Zhao could have condensed into a physical body and lived under the sun long ago.
But he had not stepped out of the tomb for thousands of years.
If his people had not come, there would be no difference between the human world and the underworld.
Rong Yu wanted to take Yan Zhao to bed tonight.
When he saw the ring on Yan Zhao's ring finger, he suddenly understood.
Even the Blood Jade Bracelet probably didn't know, but Rong Yu understood it at that moment - the punishment of the world seemed to be the punishment of the devil by the Lord, but in fact, it was the Lord giving the devil the opportunity to punish the Lord God.
Rong Yu knew who was lying next to him, and knew who he loved. They had known each other for too long, and had been apart for even longer. He could not stay in each world for long, and did not have much time to let the relationship linger in the process. He was not here to do a strategy mission - why should he chase after the other party every time when it was not his fault
The other party also knows this, so in every world, the other party loves him from the beginning. The mysophobic Gu always feeds the fish himself, the cold warden can't do anything to him, the prisoner, and the returning ghost king is obsessed with him...
He felt the sun's unreasonable preference.
The Blood Jade Bracelet once said that the main god could not take off his natal ring without recovering his strength. If he recovered, the ring could not only be taken off, but also transformed into various forms.
Now the position of the ring has changed, and the style has become the wedding ring of their previous generation, which means that the Lord God has memory and power during the short process of changing the world.
It was the sun that was chasing him.
With the Lord God as his assistant, the tasks in each world are not difficult for Rong Yu, just like a vacation. The one who is really hurt is the sun who has no memories, loves him in every life, and is retaliated by Rong Yu in every life.
When you know nothing and the other party has no reason, the hurt is the deepest in your bones and the pain is the most soul-piercing. Rong Yu never knew why the sun left without saying goodbye, so he was also deeply hurt.
The sun knew that he was angry, and would never forgive him until his anger subsided, so it erased its own memory and power time and time again, leaving itself ignorant to him, casting shadows on him time and time again, giving him the opportunity to hurt him to the greatest extent possible.
—Until he calms down.
The sun, who knew him best in the world, knew that the devil would never let go of any grudge, so he allowed him to take his revenge.
Time has long been meaningless to the Demon King. A hundred years is just a passing cloud to him, but it is a long life for humans. In the first world, if he stayed for another hundred years after completing his mission, he could have enjoyed watching Gu Minghuai's painful search for him for his entire life.
He was soft-hearted and only let the sun search for a month.
The sentence is determined by the devil.
The Blood Jade Bracelet already knew that he had a close relationship with the Lord God, so even if he suddenly stopped doing the mission, the Blood Jade Bracelet would not dare to do anything to him. But Rong Yu was still doing the mission, he was still angry and didn't want to see the Lord God himself. His "I won't do the mission anymore" meant "I forgive you".
He hasn't forgiven yet.
So even if he figured it out, he would not stop taking revenge.
Since that guy had come to him to be abused, how could he let him go so easily
If he let him go easily, he would not be able to swallow his anger. If he abused him too much, he would not be happy either.
How could there be such a disgusting sun
But no matter how much he hated it, the other person was hugging him at the moment, and he was the one who took the initiative to let her hug him.
The more Rong Yu thought about it, the more confused he became.
How come he can see the dead sun when he has such sharp eyes
It must be because the sunlight was too strong that year and I was blinded.
And why is the bed so cold...
She didn't feel it just now, but after being held by Yan Zhao for a long time, Rong Yu suddenly found that she was very cold. The quilt was chilly and there was not a trace of heat.
As a flame, Rong Yu had never experienced true coldness. Not to mention Yan Zhao was the sun, the two together were simply adding fuel to the fire, adding heat to heat.
Why did it suddenly become so cold
Rong Yu: "Let go of your hand."
Yan Zhao immediately let go of his hand obediently.
The bone-chilling coldness dissipated immediately, but the bed was still cold. A big ice cube was placed in the quilt, frozen to the point of no temperature.
Rong Yu suddenly wanted to stay away from the ice cube: "Why is your body temperature so cold?"
Yan Zhao was silent for a moment: "So, let me ask you to put on some clothes."
Blood Jade Bracelet: No more nonsense, eh? A thousand-year-old ghost king, of course he is eerie and cold. He has deliberately restrained himself, so you didn't feel anything at first, but if you hold him for too long, the cold will definitely enter your body. You are a mortal body now, not the Red Lotus Karma Fire...
Rong Yu: Okay, shut up.
Rongyu picked up her underwear and put it on, wrapping herself tightly.
Yan Zhao said: "Otherwise, I'd better sleep in the coffin."
"Why sleep in a coffin? If you stay here, you won't freeze to death." As long as there is no close contact for a long time, there will be no problem.
But they just hugged for less than half an hour...
Rong Yu calculated the time and gave up the idea of spending the bridal chamber with Yan Zhao.
That's more than half an hour.
He has no interest in ice sculptures.
Yan Zhao had no idea what Rong Yu was thinking. He was worried that the cold air would hurt Rong Yu, and wanted to persuade her: "Yi Chu..."
"What did you say?" Rong Yu glanced over with a sharp look.
Yan Zhao said: "On the tombstone, your name."
Rong Yu said: "You are mistaken."
"I don't… "
"It's been a thousand years, the writing system has changed, and you are illiterate now." Rong Yu did not allow any objection, "My name is Rong Yu, remember?"
Yan Zhao: “…”
Even if the characters have changed, it is still two characters or three characters, and he can still tell. Moreover, he knows the current characters...
Yan Zhaocheng said: "There is a big difference between the two."
"It is quite big." Rong Yu half-closed his eyes, facing away from Yan Zhao, drowsy, "You only need to remember Rong Yu's name, and don't remember any of the other people. At most, remember a small lotus."
"Little Lotus, who is this?"
"Do not ask."
Yan Zhao was curious but didn't dare to ask.
"If you must ask about the difference." Rong Yu's voice sounded again, and his tone was very normal, "Rong Yu is very different from others."
"He is the most powerful, the most noble, the most intelligent, the best looking, the richest, and the one who loves you the most."
Yan Zhao listened with a smile at first, thinking that the young man's narcissistic look was very cute, but when he heard the last sentence, his smile suddenly stopped.
He has not had body temperature or heartbeat for a thousand years.
In an instant, I felt my body burning and my heart beating like a drum.