Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 795: Wedding Dresses and Clouds!

Chapter 795: Wedding Dresses and Clouds!

Chapter 795: The Wedding Dress!

After a night of blizzards, the next day was bright and clear.

As Nalan Xueyi said, it really is a good weather.

But on this day, Nalan Xueyi did not appear in front of Ling Xiyue again.

Ling Xiyue stood by the jade railing outside Hanguang Palace, her eyes were quietly looking outside, she didn't know what she was thinking.

This place is also considered to be condescending. Looking down from here, you can see several martial arts squares in the south, as well as the ice city below. You can see some disciples in white clothes and swords passing by from time to time. .

A few meters away, the palace attendant stood respectfully behind her, seeing her stern expression, not daring to disturb her.

"Xiyue."

At this time, a soft call came from behind.

Ling Xiyue lowered her eyes, quickly calming down the complicated and chaotic thoughts in her eyes.

Turning around and seeing the person coming, she raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Queen..." Seeing Nalan Ronghua's helpless smile, Ling Xiyue was stunned for a moment, then changed her words, and called out with a smile, "Aunt Rong."

Nalan Ronghua's whole body seemed to be shrouded by fairy spirits, misty clouds and mists, and he was wearing a crown woven from snow fir.

It wasn't until she walked in that Ling Xiyue realized that her black hair was stained with a layer of frosty white for some reason!
Not getting old, making her look more and more detached, but somehow it made people feel a sense of sadness.

It seems that he really sees through the world and becomes a fairy, not in the world of mortals.

Ling Xiyue just glanced at it quietly, and didn't ask any more questions.

How sad must it be to have gray hair overnight?
Or rather, relieved...

Because Ling Xiyue saw from Nalan Ronghua's body a kind of detached composure and open-mindedness after breaking free, which was obviously different from what she saw when she came that day.

It's just that Nalan Ronghua is not following Rong Pei today, but Lian Qingyu.

The jade sword was hanging on her waist at this time, and she held a snow-white wooden box in her hand, which was not small, and when she hugged her, it looked heavy.

Lian Qingyu's expression was a kind of inexplicable obscurity.

From her fingers clasping the wooden box tightly, with pale phalanges, one can tell that the contents of the box have some "heavy weight".

Nalan Ronghua smiled elegantly, "Are you still used to it these two days?" She walked up to Ling Xiyue, "Xueyi just came back, and the family is busy with affairs, so I might not be able to take time to accompany you. Take care of yourself, just like at home, otherwise you will be wronged, Brother Feng will find me trouble."

"Where is Aunt Rong?" Ling Xiyue laughed.

Looking at Nalan Ronghua's unparalleled beauty and smiling dignifiedly and gently towards her, Ling Xiyue suddenly had a thought in her heart, if her mother was around, she probably felt like this.

Nalan Ronghua shook his head with a smile, and followed Ling Xiyue's gaze to look into the distance, "Something happened to Xueyu, and I can't get away for a while. I will take it easy after two days, and then I will talk to you again." Have a welcome party."

The woman is alluring, with white clothes and frosty hair.

"You don't have to be so particular about it." Ling Xiyue smiled and looked over, "Aunt Rong said it all, she treats it like her own home, so it's fine to be casual, pay attention to these things, but I'm out of touch. The Venerable Zhong said that the snowy land is vast and insignificant, and the scenery is picturesque. Xiyue would be very happy if he could take a trip to increase his horizons. As for the wind feast or something, forget it, maybe I will fall asleep."

"You girl." Nalan Ronghua looked at Ling Xiyue and smiled.

Ling Xiyue smiled silently, she didn't like trouble at all, and she was also worried about something, so she was not in the mood.

She was still struggling just now, hesitating, whether to take that step, how to face Xue Yi, once she made a decision this time, she really couldn't go back on her word.

No matter what her decision is, she has to grit her teeth and go on.

The word love is a demon addicted to heart and mind, no matter how calm and decisive people are, they are vulnerable to it.

"By the way, Xiyue, I have something for you." Nalan Ronghua looked at Ling Xiyue, the smile in his eyes became softer and gentler, but it seemed to have a deep meaning.

At this time, Lian Qingyu raised her eyes and glanced at Ling Xiyue, but it was only a glance, then she lowered her head lightly, with a slender figure standing beside her, holding the wooden box in her hand tightly, without saying a word from beginning to end.

"Whisper." Nalan Ronghua whispered, "Whisper..."

There were several times in a row, and there was only a soft "ah" in the soft words, and suddenly regained consciousness, and hurried forward.

Nalan Ronghua opened the wooden box in Lian Qingyu's hand, revealing a crimson streamer.

The wedding dress, Yunshang, is absolutely exquisite.

Just like the rosy clouds in the sky are woven, the red is bright and the beauty is dazzling.

It's just that the bright streamer reflected the darkness in Lian Qingyu's eyes, as if he lost his soul.

Ling Xiyue fixed her eyes to see clearly, but she seemed to see something terrible, her clear eyes trembled violently, and she subconsciously stepped back!

But in the end, he held back, his whole body was as stiff as a popsicle stuck in place, with a faint smile on his face.

This is……

Nalan Ronghua saw a series of subtle reactions from Ling Xiyue in his eyes, but remained calm, and stretched out his hand to caress the wedding dress, with a warm light flowing quietly in his eyes, "This is something my mother left me. Too bad I didn't get a chance to wear it."

"Aunt Rong..."

Ling Xiyue's throat was dry for a while, she wanted to say something, but she couldn't get it out.

They are all the most intelligent women in the world, so Ling Xiyue doesn't know what Nalan Ronghua wants to do.

If she receives Nalan Ronghua's gift as a "mother" and this wedding dress, then she will be Nalan Xueyi's wife, and she will never regret it for the rest of her life.

But does she really want to do this?

"Xiyue..." Nalan Ronghua turned to look at Ling Xiyue, and there was an unknown light between his quiet brows, "If you really like someone, you must be happy to see this, are you willing to do it for me?" Snow clothes, red makeup? Not for others, just because it is your heart's wish?"

Ling Xiyue met Nalan Ronghua's eyes in a daze.

She... saw it?
That's right, how can a woman who can rule the snowy region be a simple person, and how can she fail to see that Ling Xiyue's heart is not on Nalan Xueyi at all.

But as Nalan Xueyi's mother, if she told him frankly, it would be too cruel for him.

What Nalan Ronghua can do is to alleviate Ling Xiyue's guilt towards the Xue Clan, and to prevent her from having to take into account the Huangfu family's intention to make up for the Xue Clan. Then, give her the right to choose, let her Choose for yourself.

It is still up to her to decide what to do.

"Aunt Rong..." Ling Xiyue's throat was dry and her eyes lowered, "I'm sorry."

I'm sorry, she couldn't respond to Xue Yi's love, and hurt him again and again; I'm sorry, she gave birth to the heart of breaking the marriage contract, disregarding the agreement between the two clans, I'm sorry, until now she is still hesitating, just thinking about freedom...

Lian Qingyu looked at Ling Xiyue, her eyes suddenly turned cold.

I'm not sorry if you want to hear what senior brother wants to hear!

(End of this chapter)

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