What is the Experience of Getting Married with the Demon Emperor?

But from Chen Anning's point of view, perhaps it was the beauties who adorned the decorations.

here.

Chen Anning held the bank note tightly, came to the wooden door, and glanced sideways.

Through the paper window, he could see that the candle lights in the house were still on, which meant that Xiao Nianqing kept a light for herself as always.

There was another burst of joy in his heart, and he pushed open the shabby wooden door, took out the bank note, and turned to the beauty in the house and said:

"This time I made a big show in front of the city lord..."

in sight.

Xiao Nianqing, who was supposed to be sitting upright on the bed, disappeared.

There was no one in the empty room.

The cold wind blowing from the window made the candle lamp shake twice, making the candle almost extinguished.

"...the limelight."

The hand holding the bank note dropped helplessly.

Chen Anning looked around in a daze, but she didn't see the beauty who had spent forty days with her again.

It's almost like a dream.

Now, the dream is awake.

He stood in front of the door blankly, his eyes sweeping across the dilapidated cabin again.

"It should be that I opened it in the wrong way."

Chen Anning smiled wryly, took a few steps back, and closed the door.

After pondering for a while, he opened the door again.

this moment.

He probably understood that what he did just now was just lying to himself.

center of gaze.

The blue neon dress and one-piece feather coat were quietly being folded, lying on the bed quilt.

"..."

The cold wind at night suddenly became chilly.

Chen Anning gently closed the door, stood in the room, suddenly felt a little empty for no reason.

When he was in a daze, he saw a letter on the wooden desk.

The letter was obviously also temporarily written on Chen Anning's cheap paper, with the pen still dipped in ink beside it.

It was the letter left by Xiao Nianqing.

Chen Anning hurried to the desk, picked up the letter, and looked at the elegant and dignified font.

There are no long-winded texts, no affectionate confessions, and no tearful farewell speeches.

Some are just a few short and dazzling ink words.

【Accident at home, visiting minister】

[Long night journey home, remember not to read]

Xiao Nianqing left.

After reading these sixteen characters, Chen Anning can probably guess what happened.

During the time when he was going to the City Lord's Mansion, someone from the Xiao family came here and brought their young lady back.

It's that simple.

That's it.

He put down the letter, and looked back at the neon dress and feather coat placed on the bed.

Silent, did not say anything.

……

……

The next day.

The day of the temple fair.

Happy day.

The huge Hundred Flowers City is full of joy and festive atmosphere.

Surrounded by men and women walking in groups, walking on the street talking and laughing.

The man chooses jade pendants and rouge for the woman, and occasionally talks and laughs, which makes the woman look shy and her ears turn red.

The sky is empty, cloudless, under the starry sky, the grand temple fair is so attractive.

In the end, Chen Anning still came.

He also couldn't explain why he came, obviously the woman who fascinated him had left like a dream.

Standing alone in the tide of people coming and going, Chen An Ning only felt that she was a bit out of place.

He finally went to the gentle stream.

One person puts the lotus lantern, and the other looks at the lotus lantern.

Sitting by the river, looking at the dim lights, looking at the beautiful couple.

He finally went to Yalou.

Listen to the joy of the chords, taste the sweet wine, and watch the sultry dance.

The tune is beautiful, the drinks are charming, and Wu Lian's graceful figure is even more imaginative.

But Chen Anning only thinks that the music is depressing and the drinks are intoxicating. As for Wu Lian...

They were all extremely beautiful women, but he still felt that they were much, much worse than Xiao Nianqing.

Inexplicably, he felt a little drunk, so he left the elegant building with a cold expression.

He eventually went to the poetry club.

Talented men are reunited here, and so are talented women.

Some people recited poems to praise this beautiful scenery.

Someone made a three-step sentence to tease this talented and beautiful woman.

You say a word, I say a word.

One word for you, one song for me.

Chen Anning can see and hear the elegant and romantic atmosphere here, but cannot participate in it.

I can only stand beside batch after batch of talented men and women, listen to their poems, and listen to their elegance.

After listening to it for a long time, I felt tired, so I walked out of the poetry meeting again.

Before leaving, he asked the maid at the poetry club for a glass of wine.

Chen Anning took a sip of the wine and tasted the bitterness in the wine.

"not bad."

He just felt that this wine was much better than the sweet and refreshing wine in the elegant building.

Do not know why.

Chen Anning suddenly felt that, going around in circles, he was back forty days ago.

At that time, he had just failed in a blind date, and he was sitting alone at home drinking tea and looking at the moon.

Thinking about it now, this period of time was really like a dream.

It was as if Chen Anning was drunk after drinking tea, and now he is awake again.

"Doctor Chen?"

ear.

A female voice suddenly came from the crowd.

Chen An Ning looked sideways, and saw the beautifully dressed woman.

Almost instinctively, Chen Anning thought it was Xiao Nianqing.

However, when he came back to his senses and his blurred eyes were slightly focused, he saw clearly the identity of the person who came.

It was a woman with a somewhat funny look on her face.

Chen Anning recognized her.

It was the woman who left without even finishing ten sentences during the blind date.

And this moment.

Beside her is a man of extraordinary grace and stately appearance, wearing a long gown with gold patterns on a white background, and holding a folding fan with ink characters, as if bursts of literati are rushing toward her face.

There were several interesting smiles on the woman's face: "Doctor Chen, did you come alone?"

Chen Anning smiled politely: "It's a person."

The elegant and talented man on the side frowned, looking at the female companion beside him: "Do you know him?"

"I know." The woman smiled lightly, "A poor doctor."

"Oh."

The man with the appearance of an elegant scholar showed a clear expression: "Why is Dr. Chen alone?"

Chen Anning glanced at him, then took another sip of his drink: "I'm not alone, am I half?"

The elegant man was slightly startled when he heard the words, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Doctor Chen is so funny."

"The fun is yours, I have none."