"Being the emperor's son-in-law is naturally extraordinary. You and I should drink this glass of wine well to bless the two of us for their wedding~ Come on, let's drink as a penalty, as a penalty!"

Noise, laughter, applause, and the sound of glasses clinking were endless.

It was as if the scene just now was just a dream, or an illusion that left no trace and did not enter anyone's heart.

However, An Yongwen, who was wearing a bright red wedding robe, felt extremely painful. His fingers slowly touched the corners of his eyes, which were moist and sticky.

Did you shed tears? Why did you shed tears on such a festive day?

Why does my heart hurt so much? It seems like I have lost the most important thing, but what is it?

His body swayed, and An Yongwen sat down on the chair, looking absently at the guests who were drinking and drinking, his eyes gradually blurred.

In the middle of the hall, Emperor Qinglong slowly came back to his senses and stared at the scene in the wedding hall.

It's strange, something seemed to have happened just now, but now there is nothing.

Frowning his brows, Emperor Qinglong was about to call the chief eunuch behind him to ask if something had happened just now, but before he could wave, Xicheng suddenly whispered this into his ear.

He didn't know what the other party said. When Emperor Qinglong heard this, his face turned pale and he stood up suddenly.

Looking around, sure enough, there was no trace of Xuanyuan Moxie in the wedding hall, and even Nangong Yi and others were missing.

The five fingers hidden in his sleeves tightened. Emperor Qinglong couldn't figure it out. He sent thousands of elite guards to hide in the dark, but these few living people could actually disappear in the air.

"Pass on my word, seal the capital, and Xuanyuan Moxie must not be let go~" After a pause, he whispered to Xicheng beside him: "There is also Nangong Qi!"

Upon hearing this, Xicheng immediately raised his hands and said yes, then quickly disappeared into the wedding hall.

Emperor Qinglong frowned and narrowed his eyes. Even though these people were very capable, he did not believe that tens of thousands of elite soldiers from his Qinglong Kingdom could not stop them.

"I am also tired today, so all my dear friends, please drink slowly!"

Saying loudly to the group of people below, Emperor Qinglong flicked his robe, and with the sound of the chief eunuch, he started driving and led a large group of people away.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, Long live Your Majesty!"

All the courtiers immediately knelt on the ground and said farewell in unison.

The moonlight was hazy and the wind was rustling.

Under the moonlight, I saw four black horses like a whirlwind, and the sound of hoofbeats cut through the silent night sky.

Facing the wind, her black hair fluttered in the wind, blurring her vision.

Sitting on the horse, Ling Mulao leaned on Nangong Yi's chest and took a deep breath of fresh air.

Luo Shang finally lost his soul. It was so desolate for a woman who had been in love for thousands of years to suffer such a fate at the last moment.

However, she, Ling Mulao, had always been iron-blooded, but for some reason, after traveling through this fantasy world, her heart became weaker and weaker. At this moment, breathing was painful.

Who has sown the poison of love in the rolling world of mortals, and who has drunk the poison of love in the vast sea of ​​people?

Such words, such desolate pictures, a thousand years of waiting only resulted in a thousand years of loneliness.

Inexplicably, when Ling Mulao watched Luo Shang disappear little by little, his heart seemed to be grabbed by something, and he actually had the urge to cry.

Why do I want to cry? It seems that I have experienced such heartache in the past.

"Girl, are you crying?"

In my ears, a soft voice suddenly sounded, full of pity.
Chapter completed!