"Yao Ji, since Qingli is already here, you might as well just let her go, I will take good care of her."
"No, she must die, brother, have you forgotten how you promised me?"
"What if you kill her, will the mirage come back to you? Impossible."
"brother!"
Qing Li's head hurts. She vaguely heard the conversation between the two, and her heart felt cold. It seemed that Yao Ji really had something to do with the emperor mirage. She slowly opened her eyes, and the scene in front of her gradually began to appear. Clear.
Feng An was looking at herself worriedly, Qing Li frowned and wanted to get up. Shu Er hurriedly came forward and gently helped Qing Li up. Feng An picked up a soft embroidered gold pillow and placed it behind Qing Li. , So that she can be more comfortable leaning on.
Qingli bowed her head, and laughed at herself when she saw that she was wearing that bright red wedding gown. Feng Anan stroked her shoulder and said softly: "Qingli, I have already let someone simmer the medicine, wait a moment. After you drink the medicine, take a good rest, don't think about things next to you, and relax."
Qingli looked at him intently, and coldly said, "Really? Then I'll wait for you to get married tomorrow, and then wait for your charming sister to kill me personally?" She settled down with disdain. Looking at Feng An, his expression froze, and his cheeks were a little pale, "Qing Li, I won't let her move you."
Naturally, she would not believe Feng An's words. She wanted to get up on her own, but found that her legs couldn't move at all. She couldn't help but angrily said, "What did your sister do to me again!"
Her eyes were full of hatred, Feng An's jaw tightened, he softened his tone of voice, and persuaded: "Yao Ji is afraid that you will run away..."
Qingli's gaze was fixed on Feng An, and she said bitterly: "Run? Where can I go like this? You can just say that she wants to kill me, so why bother to go around so many twists!"
He rode his stick and got up, walked to the table, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of hot water, and then gave Qingli to Qingli, Feng An's voice was tranced, "This tea can warm your body, you drink it. Right."
Qingli took it in a desperate manner. She couldn't see Yao Ji now, so she had to transfer all the resentment towards Yao Ji to Feng An, "Heh, are you poisoned or not? I just drink it." Qing Li raised her head and drank it dry. The hot water made her throat uncomfortable, but she only slightly frowned.
Feng An's expression was painful, Qing Qili knew very well that he wouldn't treat himself much, but it was really uncomfortable not to let out the breath in his heart.
"How could I harm you? I have waited for you for such a long time, Qingli." He murmured. Qing Lixuefu's red lips became more and more arrogant, "Nothing, you go out, I don't want to see you."
Feng An got up a little sullenly, Shu Er looked at Feng An's uncomfortable appearance, feeling very uncomfortable, and said to Qingli in a low voice: "Girl..." Qingli knew she was distressed, and looked at her. Feng An's leaving back did not answer, until he heard the sound of the red wooden door closing, he sighed.
"Shu'er, don't blame me, after all, they are too much." Qingli closed her eyes tiredly, Shu'er gently covered her with the blanket, got up and closed the window again, "Hey, Master Ming, he , I really like girls. A few days ago, he had been personally handling the marriage of Shuimingdian. People were tired and thin, but he always had a smile on his face. He was in a hurry when things were done. I'm looking for a girl, so I'm afraid that you will be upset during those few days of idleness, so I will quietly take you to the evening episode."
After listening to Shu'er, Qingli didn't feel so upset anymore. Her voice was a little dumb, "I'm sorry, Shu'er, I can't accept his intentions. I know you like him very much, so I want to say something good for him. But, if you let you marry a stranger, or use persecution, would you be happy?"
Shu'er's pretty eyebrows frowned slightly, she shook her head, Qing Li sighed and said, "Go down, I'll just be alone."
After Shuerfu blessed, he stepped back. Qingli looked sideways at the red candle next to the couch. The thick candle was printed with the word "囍". Qingli looked at the Chinese clothes he was wearing, such bright colors. How long has she not worn it? The last time, it was in a previous life, when she got married with Mo Mirage.
Qing Li lay quietly all night without falling asleep. She just pieced together the memories of the previous life. At that time, he was cruel, and occasionally a little gentle, Qing Li The corners of his mouth burst into a smile unconsciously.
Sleepless all night, when Shu'er brought the basin in the morning, she saw Qingli open her eyes and don’t know what she was thinking about. She moistened a piece of Jinpa for Qingli, and handed it to her while she was hot. So early, wipe your face."
Qingli stretched out his hand to take the wiping, and said: "What time is it now?" This Shanyin Gudu couldn't tell whether it was dark or dawn at all. Shu Er washed the veil and said, "It's Mao Shi." She answered lightly. The voice is no longer multilingual.
In less than half an hour, the maids came in one after another. After a while, the house became beaming. The red lanterns were hanging high, and the window curtains should be changed to red. Shu'er called a maid over. Together they helped Qingli up.
She smiled sadly: "I'm dragged by you like this, it really looks like a dead fish." Shu Er hurriedly said: "Bah, baah, girl, don't say anything that is unlucky like this."
Qingli didn't care, the two helped her to the dressing table. Qingli looked at herself in the mirror with a daze, she couldn't remember her original appearance.
Shu'er opened a jade brocade box on the dressing table with a full set of hair accessories. In the center was a big butterfly-like grate. Shu'er picked it up and grateed her hair for Qingli. Her movements Very gentle, "The girl's hair is really good. If it's in a wedding bun, it must be beautiful."
Shu'er picked up an ink-colored vial, spread out the palm of her hand, and poured some lipstick from it. The smell spread out after a while, it was the delicate fragrance of roses.
She wiped all the hair oil on Qingli's hair, and made a thick braid from Qingli's waist-length braid, and took a crested head and shook the braid up.
Shu'er's hands are very skillful. In less than half an hour, she finished Qingli's bun, which is very delicate and gorgeous. The fringe on both sides of the bun hangs straight to the shoulders. Although it is heavy, it is beautiful. Yan and moving.
Shu'er put on makeup for Qingli again, her pale cheeks immediately improved a lot, and she put on a tender red flower tin, which made the maids in the house look straight.
Shu Er repeatedly admired: "The girl is so beautiful, Master Mingjun will definitely like the girl's dress." Qingli really couldn't smile. All she was thinking about was the face of the mirage.
After the dressing up, someone went to ask Feng'an, but Qingli was puzzled. She looked at Shu'er and said, "Isn't the groom not allowed to see the bride before the salute?"
Shu Er shook his head and said, "That's the rules of the human world. This is the ancient crossing of Shanyin. Naturally, the style of behavior is different from what the girl had known before." Qingli had to sit there quietly, and so many people watched. I can't move, there is really no way.
"Qing Li." A gentle voice came into Qing Li's ears, and she slowly turned her head back to see that Feng An had come over. He was dressed in happy clothes, with a good complexion, a smile on his face, and even the stick he was sticking with. Changed to gold.
She only glanced at him coldly and turned her head back. Feng An was a little embarrassed. He came forward and stood behind Qing Li, his eyes full of admiration, "Today you are beautiful."
Qingli didn't say a word, and Feng An didn't care. He slowly squatted down and said to Shu'er, "Help her up and I will carry it on my back." Shu'er's eyes were full of distress. Right."
Feng An insisted: "I am Qingli's husband. Today is the big wedding. I have to carry her." Qingli was a little moved. She looked at Feng An's right leg, but did not make a sound. Shu'er had to control her. Qing Li helped him up. Qing Li's hands were placed on Feng An's back. His back was very wide and his body was strong and powerful, but that leg... Qing Liwei thought more about it, and Feng An handed the pestle. With the stick, one hand was behind Qing Li's back, and with a little effort he lifted her up.
Qing Li's face was very close to him, and he could clearly feel Feng An's strenuous breathing. Feng An moved forward step by step, and Qing Li said in a low voice, "Let me down."
He shook his head, "It's okay, it's almost there." He straightly carried her out of the hall door. The spacious and exquisite sedan chair was standing outside the hall door. Eight men dressed in red were standing around the sedan chair, Feng Anzhen. She was already sweating profusely, still insisting on carrying Qingli back on the sedan chair, and finally reached the front of the sedan chair, under her feet was a soft red embroidered peony pattern blanket.
Qing Li was gently put down by him, Chijin embroidered shoes stepped on the blanket, she looked at Feng An's appearance, her memories of the past were also clearer, but she absolutely turned around and entered the sedan chair, not much with Feng An. Say half a word.
He raised his eyebrows and said in his heart, Qingli, one day I will let you see my good.
Yao Ji set the place for their wedding in Rongtang, next to the sacred tree in Shanyin Gudu. When Qingli and his group walked there, it was already full of people, and the huge sacred tree was covered with red. ribbon.
Yao Ji walked to the sedan chair herself, and her red leopard was lying under the sacred tree for a nap, looking lazy. Feng An lifted the curtain of Qingli's sedan chair. She looked up and saw Yao Ji standing in front of her. At this time, she was smiling.
Qingli couldn't get up, so she sat like that, Yao Ji walked forward slowly, bent slightly, and put her hands on Qingli's knees. She felt a warmth from all over her body, and she regained it after a while. perception.
"Brother, are you satisfied now?" She said, looking at Feng An with a smile. Qing Li shook his legs slightly, got up a little uncomfortably, Feng An scraped the tip of Yao Ji's nose with his hand, and said, "Yeah."
He turned around and stretched out his hand to help Qingli, but she avoided her hand calmly and walked forward alone. RS