Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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The woman's watery eyes sparkled, and she sighed: "We cultivators don't care about these external things. If we want to make this place magnificent, I just need to wave my hand. But, alas, look at him running so enthusiastically." After running forward and running, I couldn't bear to refuse no matter what..."

The little boy chuckled: "The reason why the master couldn't bear to refuse is because he fell in love with this beautiful man in the world, right? Hee hee, otherwise, he wouldn't have given up thousands of years of practice and agreed to marry him, a mortal. The master's infatuation No less than Young Master Sima."

The two were chatting and laughing here, when a sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers suddenly came from the front yard.

At this time, the little boy had tied up the black hair for the woman, and said with a smile: "The bridegroom is here."

The woman's face flushed slightly, and the boy had covered her head with a big red tassel.

Only a Qingyue voice said: "Bi Yuan, are you ready?"

A young man in a wedding dress walked in the door.As Yun Lei expected, this Young Master Sima was the beautiful boy in blue shirt who came to seek medical treatment that day.

At this time, his face was full of spring breeze, and his face became more and more radiant like pearls and jade.

Looking at this woman named Biyuan, a pair of peach-like beautiful eyes are full of deep love.

The little boy burst into a smile, helped Bi Yuan up, outside the door, a big red sedan chair was already waiting there...

Yun Lei and the other two also came out, and just a few steps away, the scenery in front of them suddenly changed again, towering towers, rockery, pavilions, exotic flowers and plants, it seemed that they had come to the back garden of a rich family.

At this time, the two of them knew that what they saw before their eyes was an illusion set up by the goblin, so they were not surprised.Hearing a melodious flute sound from the depths of the garden.The two of them divided the flowers and brushed the willows, and followed the sound to find them.

There is a pond in front of it, and in the pond, green lotuses are crowded together, and a few pink lotus flowers are blooming with condensation.

In the middle of the lotus pond, there is a small pavilion connected by corridors and curved bridges on all sides. Mr. Sima sits leaning on the railing of the pavilion.Hold the flute and blow it horizontally, the clear and cheerful sound of the flute drifts with the wind.

The woman named Biyuan was already dressed as a young woman, and she was actually holding a small child in her arms.

The child was about seven or eight months old, with a small apple face carved in jade, a pair of big round and bright eyes, spinning around, babbling in his mother's arms, with a very air.

Biyuan listened to her husband's flute, then lowered her head to tease the child in her arms, with a happy and tranquil expression on her face.