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Chapter 888 Heart Gate Love Lock (2)

According to the custom of Tianxuan Palace, after the Holy Lord's wedding, he will let his wife be the only person who will be enlightened in this life.

But on the day of Jing Shijialan and Wanyan's wedding, Jing Shijialan touched Wanyan's forehead, but didn't say a word.

At that time, Jing Shijialan was very worried, afraid that Wanyan would be sad.

Seeing that Wanyan's expression was normal, she didn't show any concern, so she thought to herself, she doesn't even care about me, so why would she care, am I giving her a hint.

Besides, the master of the Hall of Death and Life is someone who needs to be enlightened by others.

Jing Shijialan didn't expect Wanyan to care so much.

Jing Shijialan took Wanyan's hands and said softly:

"Yan'er, are you still willing to give me another chance?"

Wanyan stared at Jing Shijialan in a daze, but a gleam of light passed through the layers of drunkenness from the bottom of her eyes.

Wanyan didn't answer, but in a daze, she threw her hands on Jing Shijialan's shoulders, supporting him to stand up with difficulty.

Jing Shijialan didn't know what she wanted to do, so he quickly grabbed her wrist with his backhand and helped her stand up together.

Wanyan's legs were so weak that she couldn't stand, if it wasn't for Jing Shijialan pinching her shoulders, she would have fallen down long ago.

Wanyan supported Jing Shijialan's chest with her hands, looked up at him, her mouth seemed to be muttering something.

Jing Shijialan put his ear to Wanyan's lips, trying hard to hear what she said, but he couldn't hear a single word.

Seeing that she was struggling to stand, she said softly: "Yan'er, let's go home first, what do you want to say, can you tell me slowly on the way?"

Saying that, Jing Shijialan was about to bend down and hug her up.

"No...don't...you...you listen to me...!"

Seeing this, Wanyan became anxious, like a child who couldn't get the attention of adults and tried hard to get attention, dancing and dancing anxiously.

Wanyan was so anxious that her head was sweating, Jing Shijialan wiped her sweat with the back of her hand, and hurriedly said:
"Okay...ok...we're not leaving, what do you want to say, I'm listening, I'm listening."

Wanyan flicked the hair on her face indiscriminately, grabbed the clothes on Jing Shijialan's chest, and tried her best to speak clearly.

"Today...today I enter the palace and appeal to the gods...as the gods ordered, I will look up...to the Holy One..."

Under the influence of drunkenness, Wanyan stumbled while speaking, but when she came to this point, she stopped suddenly.

She raised her head suddenly, her eyes were looking straight at Jing Shijialan.

In these eyes, Jing Shajialan has seen suspicion, defensiveness, resistance, jealousy, and hostility.

But at this moment, in Wanyan's eyes, there is only the purity and sincerity that can be seen at a glance.

She paused word by word:

"I've been pregnant with Mulin for a long time, and my eyes are full of promises."

When Wanyan dropped the last word, a gust of night wind came quietly, blowing over Wanyan's face, taking away a touch of scorching heat.

The wind rises from the sky, and the heart of the Sifeng people is moved.

This is the vow Wanyan made to Jing Shijialan on top of the wedding.

At that time, Wanyan was smiling, dignified and decent.When he said this, he didn't bring any warmth.

But at this moment, Wanyan stared at Jing Shijialan and said each word without a smile on her face, and every word she uttered was full of alcohol.

But the eight words she said couldn't be more solemn.

Jing Shijialan held Wanyan's hand, looked at Wanyan's red face, but still couldn't believe it, all of this was true.

When Jing Shijialan was stunned, Wanyan used her strength to break her hand out of Jing Shijialan's grasp.

Before Jing Shijialan could react, Wanyan slid straight down like a ribbon, and landed on one knee with a "plop".

The empress knelt at the feet of the venerable, which was also a ritual of enlightenment.

Wanyan tugged at the corner of Jing Shijialan's clothes, and muttered:

"The rest of the words... I can't remember... Oh yes, I still think of one sentence..."

Wanyan tried her best to straighten her body, and said as clearly as possible:
"Concubine... Concubine Xuan Wanyan swears here that she will take refuge in the Supreme Holy One in this life..."

After finishing speaking, Wanyan lowered her head, waiting for her sage to enlighten her.

However, she did not wait for Jing Shijialan's hand to land on top of her head.

What she waited for was that in front of her, Jing Shijialan suddenly lowered his body and knelt down in front of her.

Wanyan raised her head, looked in disbelief at Jing Shijialan who could look straight at him, opened her drunken eyes and said strangely: "You...you made a mistake, you don't kneel..."

Jing Shijialan smiled, with tenderness in his eyes: "Kneel you, yes."

"Oh...then give it a hint..." Wanyan nodded blankly, and didn't have the brain to think about it anymore. When she was about to lower her head again, her face was held up by Jing Shijialan.

You must bow your head to the Holy One, this is what the female education officer of Tianxuan Hall has repeated in Wanyan's ears countless times.

However, to the end, Jing Shijia was reluctant to let her bow her head to him.

With four eyes facing each other, Jing Shijialan paused every word, and said:
"I don't want you to convert, I just want you to be happy."

That night, the moonlight covered the windows, and it was not as bright as snow, nor as bright as frost, but as full of autumn water with rippling blue waves.

To set off the lover, he knelt down and confessed his heartfelt heart.

"It's just... the attunement is over?" Wanyan blinked and said strangely.

"En." Jing Shijialan nodded, took Wanyan's hand, and said softly, "Now, it's time for you to enlighten me."

"Me?" Wanyan pointed to herself, then scratched her head.

"The supreme sage, do you want to be enlightened too?

But how do I remember... there is no such thing in the process..."

Jing Shijialan pursed his lips slightly, pretending to be wronged and said: "You don't want to?"

Wanyan hurriedly said: "No..."

"Then come." Jing Shijialan smiled at Wanyan.

110 The supreme sage knelt in front of Wanyan and lowered his head.

The highest god also has salvation, has faith, and will ask for enlightenment.

Wanyan stretched out three trembling fingers, probing towards Jing Shijialan bit by bit, and finally tapped between his brows.

The icy cold fell on top of the icy cold, but her fingers and his eyebrows were both tinged with each other's warmth.

For a rare time, her hands and his face became warm.

The moment she met Jing Shijialan, Wanyan suddenly regained some sobriety from the overwhelming drunkenness.

And Jing Shijialan lowered his head, he was full of anticipation, but he couldn't imagine what Wanyan would say about their past, their future, and about him.

At this time, Wanyan's clear voice passed by Jing Shijialan's ear, without any hint of drunkenness.

"I love you."

Gently, carefully, and extremely firm.

The moment Wanyan's voice fell.

Outside the window, in the peaceful night, a gentle breeze suddenly blew up.

Thousands of red flowers bloom on the branches of fallen leaves in early autumn.

The sky, the eight stars, and the dazzling brilliance bloomed at the same time, making the lights of thousands of families lose their brilliance.

There are too many magnificent scenes, so that no one in the world can hear it, with a "click".

In Wanyan's heart, the dark red heart door was locked, split in two.

　Help, enlighten each other, redeem each other, it will really poke me woo woo woo

　　
　
(End of this chapter)