At the wedding banquet, the feast was in full swing, and the lively noise and laughter filled the entire Pluto's Palace.
Butler Nan followed Nangong Yu, looking at the endless banquet, and then looking at Nangong Yu, who was still graceful and handsome even after being drunk, and felt relieved.
He watched his young master grow up, watched him lose his family and happiness, and thought he would live a lonely life. Who would have thought that he would find his beloved and now get married.
Maybe after a while, the little master will be born, and the Pluto's Palace will become more and more lively.
Oh, when Butler Nan thought about such a future, he smiled so hard that tears came out from the corners of his eyes.
I wish such a happy and warm scene could last forever.
Gu Liufeng picked up the wine and handed it to Nangong Yu, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were indescribably solemn and serious, "Nangong Yu, Xiyue is in your hands now. If you dare to do anything bad to her, I will never let you go even if I give up everything I have!"
Nangong Yu smiled, said nothing, and drank the wine in the glass.
Nonsense, as Nangong Yu’s wife, he must naturally love and pamper her to the utmost. How could he treat her badly
He shook the empty wine glass and looked at Ouyang Haoxuan who was standing next to Gu Liufeng.
In the dark night, the spiritual power fluctuations of this man were like burning flames, and Nangong Yu could feel it without focusing his eyes.
However, even though the fire was burning so fiercely, his eyes were cold and dark, as if there was not a trace of warmth at all.
Ouyang Haoxuan did not come to toast like Gu Liufeng, nor did he have the slightest intention of entrusting Xi Yue or asking Nangong Yu to treat Xi Yue well.
Gu Liufeng bumped into him and asked him to toast.
Ouyang Haoxuan smiled, filled the glass with wine, drank it all, and then said calmly: "Wherever Xiyue is, I will be there. Can the Pluto Palace accommodate someone like me?"
The rest of his life was lived only for Xiyue. As for who Xiyue liked or married, he didn't care at all, as long as... that was the life Xiyue wanted.
Nangong Yu's eyes sharpened and he was about to speak when suddenly, a strong feeling of irritation and uneasiness surged into his heart.
His face turned slightly pale, and there was always a sense of foreboding spreading in his heart, as if something bad was happening.
Nangong Yu put down his wine glass, turned around and walked towards the new house.
Many people came over to toast him on the road, and he wanted to impatiently slap them away, but this was his wedding banquet, and a good day for him and Xiyue, so he could only patiently avoid them one by one.
When he arrived at the new house, it was still quiet, exactly the same as when he left.
"Where's Xi'er?"
Qingluan covered her mouth and chuckled, "Master, what are you talking about? The young lady is a new bride, so she is naturally waiting in the bridal chamber. Do you even need to ask?"
Nangong Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension in his heart slowly settled down.
However, he always felt an inexplicable irritation, which made him push open the door of the new house and call softly, "Xi'er."
As soon as he spoke, the person who was sitting at the head of the bed turned to look at him. She was wearing a fiery red wedding dress, a dazzling phoenix crown, and that familiar, stunning face beneath the crown.
However, the moment he saw this face, Nangong Yu's expression suddenly changed. He appeared in front of the man and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the man's neck. His voice was cold and icy, like a Shura from hell, "Who are you?! Why are you here?! Where is Xiyue?!!!" (To be continued)