In the pavilion of Hongxianxuan, Wuyou was leaning on the railing and looking at the small fish in the pond.
The colorful fish sometimes chase and spit bubbles, and sometimes hide in the lotus leaves. They are so joyful and unrestrained.
Unknowingly, Wuyou's eyes got wet.
"Are you looking at the little fish again?"
A gentle voice came, and Wuyou had a black cloak on his shoulders.
"Brother Xian."
Blinking away the moisture from his eyes, Wuyou smiled and turned around.
"It's very windy there, so they go back."
Wen Xian led Wuyou out of the pavilion.
Letting Wen Xian lead him, Wuyou looked at Wen Xian's profile without blinking.
We would be together tomorrow and tomorrow, but she couldn't look at him no matter what.
As if he felt Wuyou's gaze, the corners of Wen Xian's lips raised unconsciously, and he gently tightened his hold on Wuyou's leg.
"Uncle and aunt have returned to the Demon Realm to prepare for the wedding."
"Um."
Wuyou came back to his senses and nodded slightly.
"What kind of gift does Wuyou like?"
Wen Xian suddenly stopped and looked at Wuyou.
"ah?"
Wuyou raised his eyes, but his eyes were confused.
Seeing Wuyou's confused look, Wen Xian curled his lips, leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips.
"It's not as good as the gift of hairpins."
Wuyou's face was slightly red, and he looked at Wen Xian seriously and said, "He doesn't ask for gifts anymore. My parents have already prepared the best gift for him."
Looking at himself in Wuyou's eyes, Wen Xian instantly understood what she said was the best gift.
Wen Xianjun's face turned red, and his heart felt indescribably sweet.
Glancing vaguely at a corner of the roof, Wen Xian led Wuyou into the room.
The roof was there, and a figure slowly walked out of the shadows.
"I already knew whether she was a woman?"
The heavy voice seemed to suppress great pain.
Tang Xiaoxiao sneered, "Then he doesn't know."
If she knew that she was a woman, she would not have given her Dongmeiguhuan instead of directly feeding her poison.
"Whether she is a woman or a man, she will not belong to me."
The joking voice was full of sarcasm.
Zhongli Po became angry instantly. He pinched Tang Xiaoxiao's neck and tightened it again and again.
Seeing the overwhelming murderous intent in Zhongli Po's eyes, Tang Xiaoxin shuddered, but pretended to be calm.
"Why do I regret it now that I see whether she is a girl?"
"Ha" Zhongli Po laughed angrily and suddenly coughed, "I thought he would let me go? I was just waiting to be hunted down."
Tang Xiaoxiao looked at Zhong Lipo's back and clenched his fists with his legs.
Being hunted? Even if she died, she would still hold that woman as her back.
At noon, after lunch, Wuyou lay on the imperial concubine's bed.
Wen Xian walked in with a tray, Wuyou seemed to be asleep.
Putting the tray gently on the table, Wen Xian took the cloak on the side and asked to cover it with her, but she opened her eyes suddenly.
Qingling's watery eyes were cunning, and there was no hint of sleepiness.
"What is the taste?"
Wuyou frowned slightly when he smelled the medicine.
Wen Xian's eyes flickered, "No, Xiao Si'er, please give me the newly prepared decoction."
Wen Xian said, turned around to the table and picked up the medicine bowl.
Wuyou stared at the brown soup in Wen Xian's legs, his face turned red and his eyes were full of fear.
"He's already healed. He doesn't need to take any more medicine."
Coming from the imperial concubine's bed in a panic, Wuyou wanted to run away, but was hugged by Wen Xian.
Wen Xian didn't notice anything strange about Wuyou, so he thought she was afraid of taking medicine.
"Isn't that the last one? Once you finish eating, you don't need to eat anymore."
Wen Xian coaxed softly, scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on it, and brought it to her lips.
Wuyou froze and leaned back slightly, "He doesn't want to eat."
"Be good and be obedient. You'll be cold soon."
Looking at Wuyou's resisting eyes, Wen Xian couldn't bear it, but still persisted.
"Do I have to beg him to drink it?" Wuyou stopped hiding and looked at Wen Xian seriously.
Wen Xian stiffened, a hint of bitterness flashed across his eyes, and he reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips.
"He has tasted it. It is not very bitter, and it is not too unpleasant to drink."
Seeing Wen Xian pretending to be fine, Wuyou's heart ached so much.
"Okay, he drinks."
Wuyou lowered his eyes, hid the tears in his eyes, and leaned forward to drink the soup from the spoon.
Seeing Wuyou drinking the medicine from the soup, Wen Xian's legs trembled and the medicine bowl almost fell to the ground.
The overwhelming pain spread from the tip of his heart to his whole body, making it difficult for him to even breathe.
Wuyou raised his eyes, and Wen Xian immediately suppressed the pain in Dong's heart, scooped up another spoonful of soup, and brought it to Wuyou's lips.
Wuyou drank quickly and begged Wen Xian to feed her. She drank every drop, and soon the medicine bowl was full.
"Brother Xian, he wants to eat candied fruits." After drinking the last sip of the soup, Wuyou raised his eyes.
"Okay, let him get it."
After a bowl of medicine, my voice became hoarse like that.
Putting down the soup bowl, Wen Xian turned around and walked out of the room with heavy steps.
The wind blew past my eyes, and a hot tear fell from the corner of my eye.
In the ear room, Wuyou held the copper basin and vomited until he was confused. The violent vomiting sounds seemed to be vomiting out all the internal organs in his stomach.
When Wen Xian came back with the preserves, Wuyou was no longer in the room.
“Worry-free…”
Wen Xian turned around quickly, but relaxed instantly when he saw the figure at the door.
Wuyou pursed his lips and said, "He went to fetch water and wanted to wash his face."
"he comes."
Wen Xian took the copper basin from Wuyou's leg and put it on the shelf.
Wuyou walked over and washed his face carefully.
"Preserves."
A paper package was handed over.
Wuyou's eyes flashed lightly, he took the paper package and opened it, pinched one with his green fingers and handed it to Wen Xian's lips.
Wen Xian ate in a daze.
Wuyou curled his lips, "Is it delicious?"
Wen Xian nodded.
Wuyou chuckled, picked up another one and put it in his mouth.
The taste was very sweet, but it couldn't hide the bitterness in her heart.
Another month later, Wuyou was taken back to the demon world.
In the morning, Ye Binning carried her bedding to Wuyou's room.
"Mother?"
Wuyou blinked, looking confused.
Mom, what happened? Did you have a fight with dad
No, dad has always been very fond of mom, and usually doesn't accept what mom says. Why are you always quarreling
Ye Bingning curled her lips and walked over to put the bedding on the bed.
"Mom will sleep with me tomorrow night."
"Really?" Wuyou widened his eyes happily.
Seeing Wuyou's ruthless look, Ye Binning couldn't help but pinch her little face and said, "Go and take a shower."
"Um."
Wuyou nodded excitedly and ran into the ear room.
"Mother-in-law"
As soon as Wuyou walked into the bathtub, Ye Binning walked in. Wuyou was so ashamed that he immediately fell into the water.
"What's there to be ashamed of in front of mother? Mother will rub my back."
Ye Binning glared at Wuyou coquettishly, then picked up the cloth on the side and wiped Wuyou's back.
"He, he's not used to it."
Wuyou blushed and lay in the water without daring to move.
For as long as she could remember, no one had bathed her.
In fact, Bu Mao can't take a bath, and she can't do almost everything by herself. One person bathes, one person dresses, one person sleeps, and one person plays.
In the past, she didn't know why her father didn't allow others to enter her yard, not allow her to play with children of the same age, or even allow her mother to get close to her, but now she finally understands.
It must have been hard for dad to keep that secret alone for so many years.
Ye Bingning's legs stopped moving, and a trace of tears flashed in his eyes.
He didn't say anything and silently rubbed Wuyou's back.
After taking a bath, Wuyou lay in Ye Binning's arms.
"Mom, is this the first time I hold him like that?"
The delicate little face is full of excitement, joy and satisfaction.
Ye Bingning's nose felt sour, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.
It was the first time in fifteen years that she held her child like this. She was truly the most unfit mother in that day.
You'er, I can't afford to be wrong
"Mother, he misses brother Xian."
The soft voice was filled with longing.
It was clear that they only separated at midnight, but she felt that they had been together for a long, long time.
Secretly wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, Ye Binning chuckled and said, "We will get married tomorrow. From now on, I can see my brother Xian every day."
"Um."
Wuyou nodded gently, she begged to see Brother Xian every day, every day, every day.
Early in the morning of the next month, everyone went to the Demon Realm to attend Wen Xian and Wuyou's wedding.
I was most dissatisfied with the fact that the wedding was held in the devil world, so I asked Huang Fucang to marry me.
There is no way to get married, and the wedding is held by the woman. Then do you want to live in the devil world after getting married? Wouldn't that Xian'er become the son-in-law who knocked on the door
The most important thing I ask for is no. From now on, when it comes to the baby's surname, it is not allowed to be named Jun or Ye, but it can be named Huangfu.
Thinking like that, the old man stroked his beard with satisfaction.
We will have to find an opportunity to discuss that issue with Xian'er later.
In the Demon Realm, in the ancestral hall of the Jun family, a worry-free haircut ceremony is being held.
Tomorrow can be a worry-free confinement day for marrying Wen Xian, and it can also be a worry-free fifteenth birthday.
In the center of the main hall, Duan Muxi was combing Wuyou's hair, while Nuan Se on the side was holding several hostas.
In the future, my mother-in-law and sister-in-law will be the guests and ministers of the wedding ceremony. How can this be an easy arrangement
After the hairstyle ceremony, Wuyou changed into his wedding clothes.
Although the wedding was arranged in a hurry, Ye Binning could not help but sew the wedding dress for Wuyou with her own hands.
The bright red floor-length skirt, cut just right, completely outlines the carefree and exquisite figure. The skirt is like dancing elves, and the exquisite princess crown is studded with pink gems, and the pair of pure pink water Eyes echoing each other.
Looking at the daughter who was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, Ye Binning suddenly felt sad.
Her daughter begged to get married, but she felt that she had only had her daughter for a few days.
I wonder if my daughter can stay in the devil world. If she really gets married, wouldn't it be the same as poaching her heart
At this time, Fu Junwuxie was even more sad than Ye Binning.
It is said that a daughter is a father's treasure, a caring little cotton-padded jacket, and Jun Wuxie is holding her in her lap for fear of falling, and holding her in her mouth for fear of melting. So what if she is so pampered at this moment? willing.
Wuyou pulled up the hem of her skirt, walked to Ye Binning and Jun Wuxie, and slowly knelt down.
As soon as they knelt down, the two of them came forward together, wanting to help Wuyou up, but Wuyou refused.
"Dad, mother, please accept my daughter's bow."
One east and one east, kowtow to the east three times in an orderly manner.
Ye Bingning burst into tears, Jun Wuxie was no better than him, her eyes were as red as a rabbit.
"Girl, how about they not get married? Daddy will support me for the rest of my life."
Wuyou was dumbfounded, and so was Ye Binning.
Is that guy (father) regretting it
"cough"
Before Wuyou could shut up, a light cough came from outside the door.