Villain: Whitewashing life, the queens turned against the water

Chapter 248: Gu Youwei Returns……!!

Bronze ancient mirror outside.

“Brother Changqing…”

Bai Qing’er had already cried into tears at this moment.

In the picture, how angry and heartbroken she was at that time, how much she felt sorry for the man at this moment.

He is so bitter!

Why did you torture him again!

Endless guilt welled up from Bai Qing’er’s heart, and she was uneasy and crying hoarsely.

“Hey.”

Qunxiu sighed one after another.

“If you only watch this marriage, everyone will feel sorry for the Demon Emperor and hate the ruthlessness of the Heavenly Emperor.”

“But uniting with the Heavenly Emperor in the past, the Demon Emperor is certainly distressing, but the Heavenly Emperor at that time may have more pain in his heart!”

“Even if he touches the Demon Emperor, in the end, he can’t leave with the Demon Emperor.”

“Yes, how can he bear to refuse the woman who came for him with a wedding dress and a killing sword.”

“But he promised the Heavenly Emperor, and he couldn’t do anything after all.”

At this moment, the Heavenly Palace sounded with endless sighs.

In everyone’s hearts, they are extremely pressed.

No one could imagine how painful the Heavenly Emperor’s heart was at that moment!

He is carrying a life, but in the face of his beloved woman, there is too much bitterness in his heart to speak.

A strong sorrow rose in the hearts of the group of cultivators.

This man, it’s too bitter! In a bronze ancient mirror.

This storm of Bai Qinger’s marriage was quickly smoothed out.

The wedding unfolded.

After the ceremony, Mu Nanyu got into the disgusted car.

After Bai Qing’er’s troubled marriage, Mu Nanyu did not continue to be angry, nor did he arbitrarily question Gu Changqing anything, but was very sensible, as if relieved, Shenjie had a sense of ease.

The two still did not communicate, and when Mu Nanyu lowered his head and sat in the car of Wei Zhai, he just glanced at Gu Changqing softly.

Those eyes, with happiness.

Perhaps, it is the happiness that wins Bai Qinger, or it may be the happiness chosen by this man.

In addition to the decoration of Zhai Yu, the carriage is also intertwined with red and purple silk drapery, forming a gorgeous decoration.

There are incense cabinets, incense burners with crickets, incense treasures, etc.

The overall style is gorgeous and colorful, and exceptionally beautiful.

After disgusted with Zhai Che, the honor guard followed by Mu Nanyu was her maid.

In the maid’s hand, she holds the dowry items.

Decorated pearls, nine colorful brocade chickens, four phoenix crowns, an embroidered chicken dress, a pearl jade pendant, a gold leather belt, a jade dragon crown, a silk jade ring, a north pearl crown flower comb ring, a seven-treasure crown flower comb ring…

The dowry is rich, and it is prepared to the highest standard.

Even throwing out one of them casually is the most precious treasure that Sister Beixuan wants to play out the dog’s brain.

The mighty marriage procession walked out of Shaoyin Palace, and Gu Changqing walked in front of Gu Changqing on the long ancient road.

On both sides of the ancient road are the Northern Xuan monks who administer.

As well as the priest of the Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly General.

Everyone shouted words such as ‘Donghua Emperor Jun is happy’ and ‘white-headed and old’, and they were extremely excited.

But such excitement, such festivity.

It seems that he has nothing to do with the protagonist of the wedding, he just walks calmly.

The face was expressionless, like a wandering corpse that had lost its soul.

After successfully welcoming Mu Nanyu back to the Donghua Emperor’s mansion, Gu Changqing needed to entertain the guests.

The wedding process, in short, is extremely exquisite.

At the banquet, Gu Changqing was just drinking wine, and people around him kept coming to toast him and congratulate him.

He just saluted back.

This wedding, from early in the morning, until into the night.

The guests retreated one after another.

In the vast Donghua Emperor’s mansion, only Gu Changqing was left. He didn’t have the slightest newlywed smile on his face, yes, it was calm.

He held the altar of wine and came to the gazebo alone.

At night, alone, drinking stuffy wine.

“Brother…”

The brittle voice sounded, but it was a little rusty.

Gu Changqing turned his head and saw a graceful figure.

Her facial features are exquisite, pink-carved and jade, her figure is graceful, a cyan palace dress, big eyes are clear, full of innocence and purity.

“Young…”

After hundreds of years, even if it was just a glance, Gu Changqing still recognized the woman

His gaze was filled with complexity.

There is joy, there is emotion, there is bitterness…

It’s just that Gu Youwei seems a little rusty about this brother.

Her life, when she can’t remember, was tragic.

After remembering, he was in the Immortal Realm to practice the Dao.

Known as the first day of the Immortal Domain, her life is beautiful, long as a fairy, and her cultivation talent is excellent!

The closest person is only the old man of the master.

Until Master’s death, she was invited by the Heavenly Emperor of Tiangong to attend her brother’s wedding.

In my memory, the figure of this brother has been infinitely blurred.

At this moment, she can only vaguely remember that it was a small figure, but it was very secure.

She once had endless visions about her brother, and after learning that he was the Donghua Emperor, she felt that her brother’s image was great.

But what I didn’t expect was.

The man I saw when I met was full of sadness, his eyes were cloudy, his eyes were full of vicissitudes, and even one arm was broken.

Far from it, as beautiful as imagined.

Even at the moment of meeting, she wondered if this man was a ghost by herself.

“Young…”

Gu Changqing’s voice was filled with endless joy.

He stood up and walked towards Gu Youwei.

Looking at the little girl in the past, now it is already standing, looking at the wild girl who ran everywhere in the mountains in the past, now gentle and elegant.

There was infinite emotion in his heart.

You can feel the strangeness in Gu Youwei’s eyes, but he is endlessly bitter.

He raised his hand and wanted to stroke Gu Youwei’s hair.

But the latter’s obvious dodging made him stop again.

Gu Changqing smiled bitterly, and he took out a small wooden knife from his arms: “Remember?” Young. ”

“When you were a child, you always rode on your brother’s neck, took a small wooden knife, and cut off your brother’s head…”

Gu Changqing said softly, in those eyes, the light flickered, full of softness.

Bronze ancient mirror outside.

At this moment, Gu Youwei burst into tears.

Gazing at the small wooden knife, there was infinite pain and endless guilt in her heart.