The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

Feng Xiaoxun took a deep breath, now that he has found Feiyue, he naturally has no thoughts of seeking death, let alone getting into trouble with himself, he slightly lowered his eyes and half-floated on the water, silently performing the fire-melting skill——

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After they left for so long, the bright red wedding candles in the wedding room were still burning high, and there was no intention of shortening it.

The candlelight danced on the faces of the two people, and there was a trace of ambiguity circulating in the room.

Di Shiyin looked down at Feng Qingyu, under the light of the candle, her snow-like skin was dyed a faint crimson color, making her face even more beautiful like a flower. [

"Qingyu—" he whispered, and pulled her into his arms: "You are finally my wife." His voice was like a quiet stream, gurgling through the wedding room, making Feng Qingyu's heart tremble. She couldn't help hugging his waist lightly with her backhand, resting her head on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, just holding him like this, she felt that the joy in her heart seemed to be overflowing.

"Master—don't forget me—" she whispered, her tone slightly choked.Obviously, Di Shiyin's amnesia more than 500 years ago left a deep memory in her memory.

She is not afraid of the sky or the earth, but she is afraid that he will forget her.Such a heart-wrenching experience was enough once, and she didn't want to experience it again.

For the past 500 years, she has stayed by his side with the body of a loli, one is to punish him for his schemes against her, and the other is because she is a little afraid that she will give her body and mind to him in exchange for the same injury a second time...

Di Shiyin's heart ached, that injury left a shadow in her heart, so why didn't it leave a shadow in his?

For the past 500 years, although she has been by his side, she kept secret about that past event and never mentioned it.The more she didn't mention it, the more it proved that she didn't let go, but just escaped subconsciously.Now that she finally said it in his arms, it proves that she has begun to untie that knot in her heart...

He lowered his eyes and kissed her forehead lightly, and solemnly promised: "Never again!" No one in this world can count him against.

But in order not to repeat the same mistakes, he used a spell on his soul. Even if his memory is tampered with one day, he will not forget her. He will always remember that she is his most beloved wife...

His lips were pressed against the corner of her forehead, and the warm feeling could almost penetrate into her heart. She pursed her lips, and said half-truthfully, "If you forget me again, I'll just drink Mengmeng." Po Tang directly forgot about you..."

"Don't worry, I won't give you a chance to forget me!" Di Shiyin moved his thin lips down, kissed her small nose, wrapped the corner of her lips, and said in a low voice.

His voice was as sweet as a cello, with a hint of ambiguity, lingering on her lips, Feng Qingyu panicked inexplicably, stepped back, and slightly left his grasp: "Master, we...we haven't had a drink yet." Make a glass of wine—”

Di Shiyin's eyes were as deep as wine, and they seemed to be burning with fire. He had been waiting for this moment for 500 years. Is that ceremony so important?

However, he didn't want to leave any regrets for his little wife, with a flick of his sleeves, two glasses of wine had appeared out of nowhere on his white jade palm: "Okay, let's have a cup of wine."

His ability to fetch objects from a distance is indeed even more powerful!Feng Qingyu had no choice but to pick up one of the glasses, intertwined her arms with him, pressed her forehead together, and drank the wine...

After drinking a glass of wine, her cheeks were as bright as peach blossoms, making Di Shiyin's blood boil like a boil——