Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Snow and frost fall at night.

Yunxi stood at his highness Yangxin, quietly coagulating the closed window, and the water on his body had already condensed into ice residue.

Seeing Yunxi, Gu Shengyan hurried down the ladder and put the bamboo umbrella on her head: "second girl, where did you just go? How did you get wet."

Yunxi stared at the center of the heart nourishing hall. He stood there and stared at her.

She grabbed the lightness skill and threw it directly into his arms.

Gu Shengyan put away his umbrella, looked at a scene outside the heart nourishing hall and smiled.

Ningxiluo just picked Yunxi up horizontally, and went straight into the hall. He put her on the Dragon couch and wiped the moisture on her hair. Yunxi didn't say a word, but coagulated him.

"Ningxiluo, what do you like about me?"

He was stunned and said faintly, "like a river."

Yunxi laughed: "very straightforward."

Ningxiluo took back his hand, pulled down the curtain and gently kissed her eyebrows: "the ice coffin has been found and will be buried tomorrow."

His words, word by word.

The candle in the heart nourishing hall was extinguished. He was gently on the outside of the Dragon couch, and the beautiful Phoenix eyes captured the mask on her face. But Yunxi's heart was tight: "don't regret?"

His jaw rose slightly and his throat said, "well."

The curtain flew in the smoke of incense. He was dressed in white Chinese clothes and bare his collarbone. Every inch of his skin looked like a person in a picturesque volume.

It was such a feeling to bury "myself" in person.

——Say goodbye to the past, say goodbye to yourself, then ningxiluo, do you still want to know who I am?

Yunxi hid in the quilt and only showed a pair of eyes to him: "after she is buried, I will tell you a secret. Would you like to listen?"

He put his elbow on the bed, the ink fell on her face, and the ruddy lips raised a little: "OK."

Yunxi closed his eyes and gently held his waist in the quilt: "soon, after my human skin mask falls off, you will understand. I don't have to say anything."

She gradually fell into a dream.

Everything in the temple was silent, and only his heartbeat shook her ears.

……

The next morning, Yunxi heard that the palace maid said he had entered the early Dynasty, but he didn't come back. Even Gu Shengyan didn't come back from the golden Luan hall.

Yunxi knew it was wrong, so he directly welcomed the forbidden room. The jade bed is still here, but the painting river is missing.

He's going to bury her body today?

So where is he?

Yunxi hurried to the outside of the heart nourishing hall.

*** ***

The dragon was driven out of the palace and escorted by a hundred people.

Where long Chui went, all the people knelt down calmly. Gu Shengyan glanced at him and whispered, "emperor, these people are returning to Beijing one after another. The Kyoto government works very smoothly."

"Yes."

In the dragon chase, ningxiluo whispered.

Feng Mou glanced at the man in his arms. He took the wood and combed Li Huaxi's hair. His lower jaw was against her head: "Xi'er, are you afraid?"

The man in his arms rings silently.

Although he was smiling, he was also smiling bitterly, but he just gently pressed her face: "you have already died. I am determined to keep you by my side. I know that I was fooled by Dongshu, it is my fault, it is me..."

His eyes were red and full of her beautiful face.

The body still has temperature, the pulse is still beating, but the lifelike appearance is already a living body.

The Dragon chased away very slowly.

Everyone knew who was in the dragon chase. The emperor was afraid of bumping the people here, so he replaced nine horses with human support, a full 28 people.

The snow fell slowly, and the Dragon drove away against the moat.

Gu Shengyan raised the curtain of the dragon and bent over.

The handsome side face looked down at the man in his arms from the moment when he got out of the dragon. He went towards the moat step by step, and everyone knelt outside.

Huaxi snuggled up on ningxiluo's shoulder and closed her eyes waiting for the moment of burial.

Gu Sheng said softly, "is the emperor going to bury the God of war in this moat?"

His eyes were cold and didn't answer. Instead, he looked at Huaxi: "if Xi'er doesn't want to, we'll go somewhere else, okay?"

The man in his arms is still silent.

The ice coffin was put in the snow and waited for the opening.

The God of war was buried, and Xizhou Wenzhi personally sent her to be buried!

Hundreds of forbidden troops knelt on the ground, and thousands of miles of people knelt here.

The big clock in the palace rang, which was the death knell. It sounded 66 times.

Ningxiluo went to the ice coffin. When he bent down and fell down, the fingers of the man in his arms moved gently.

No one noticed this move.

Ning Xiluo frowned. At the moment of releasing his hand, the man in his arms directly hugged his neck——

"Cough..."

Huaxi was pale and coughed up congestion directly.

She's awake!

Her voice was frightened: "why kill me?"

Everyone was shocked.

Everyone looked at the painting stream, like Jinghong's dreamy face with a trace of incomprehension. There were grievances in her eyes. She looked at the emperor eagerly: "it's so uncomfortable... But, handsome boy, who are you?"

All the voices coincided, and all the people knelt down and knocked their heads: "welcome the God of war!"

"Welcome the God of war!"

"Welcome the God of war!"

……

The sound never stopped from beginning to end. Huaxi still held ningxiluo's neck and refused to let go, but it coagulated the ice coffin in the snow, which seemed to be afraid or panic.

Those beautiful Phoenix eyes are so beautiful that they coagulate the painting stream.

She seemed unwilling to give up. She pulled ningxiluo's skirt and murmured, "you look really good. You look better than anyone I've ever seen."

She giggled, her eyebrows bent into moonlight.

Ning Xiluo's red eyes reflected in those beautiful eyes: "why can't you speak? Are you mute?"

Huaxi wanted to come down from his arms, but he didn't think about it. Ning Xiluo held her tightly and drove her away towards the dragon.

"Go back to the heart nourishing hall!"

Everyone heard the sound of joy.

……

When the curtain fell, Huaxi looked at the man in front of him, stretched out his hand and gently touched his face, but his hand was clenched.

Where am I now?

Huaxi thought in his heart, but when he looked at the flying pearl curtain and the night pearl inlaid on it, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva and said, "are you filming here? Is this prop very expensive?"

The Phoenix's eyes were long and narrow. It was a happy look, with a long and silent gentleness: "what nonsense are you talking about?"

Huaxi was stunned and smiled mischievously.

Rolling round eyes looked at ningxiluo's clothes, stretched out his hand and pressed his hair, and then covered half of his face in surprise: "is this your real hair?"

Ning Xiluo pursed his eyebrows: "are you really all right?"

His hand went to Huaxi, but Huaxi's face became more and more red. He said in a low voice, "what Dynasty is this? Tang Dynasty? Han Dynasty? But your clothes are really not like those of the Qing Dynasty. After all, you don't have bald head."

At this point, Huaxi burst into laughter.

His hand was still in the forehead of Huaxi, and then he stretched out his hand and directly held her in his arms again: "the poisonous blood came out along the congestion. You're all right. I don't worry anymore."

Me?

The painting stream depends on ningxiluo and has already figured it out.

In the 21st century, with a sudden cardiac arrest, she was dragged into the world by a force, both living and crossing. And the people in front of her look better than all the stars she has seen

She was thinking and watching.

Immediately, Huaxi whispered, "do you want to take me to the heart nourishing hall?"

He said softly, "well, after you've slept for a year, I'll find a doctor to look at it carefully for you."

"Are you the emperor?"

"Don't you remember me?"

Ningxiluo's eyes were stifled, and the words in his throat were blocked in his mouth.

The man in front of him was like a deer bumping his eyes and looked at him carefully.

……

The speed of long Chui's advance was faster than before. Gu Shengyan secretly glanced at long Chui along the bead curtain, and then whispered, "emperor, you're going to enter the palace."

At the bead curtain, the slender hand pressed the cover: "don't go to the heart nourishing palace, go to the Hanguang palace."

Gu Shengyan was stifled. There was another one waiting for the emperor in the Yangxin hall. In the dragon chase, the God of war has awakened

He just bent over and looked at the beautiful woman in the gap. Just this look, but it was painted by the river.

Huaxi looked at Gu Shengyan and whispered, "you look good and beautiful. You are really outstanding here."

That face, like rouge.

The smile was too different from the God of war when he was sleeping. Gu Shengyan left and bent over: "empress Zhaoyi, I praise you. The slave is just an internal prison."

"Empress Zhaoyi?" she looked at Ning Xiluo happily. "Your Highness, are you my husband?"

That bright smile like a Oriole rippled in the Dragon drive.

He did not respond.

The Dragon chased away from the direction of going to the heart nourishing hall and headed for the Hanguang palace, which was the bedroom of the former God of war and the beginning of all the stories.

But the Dragon stopped halfway.

Huaxi frowned and heard the very low voice of Gu Shengyan outside the Dragon drive out, but he didn't know why.

The curtain flew over and she went straight out of it.

Huaxi stood here and looked at the man who stopped the dragon——

The woman stood upright, her arms slightly extended, her cold eyebrows and eyes congealed, and she was slightly surprised. The woman was only wearing a plain thin pink shirt, slightly thin, but her eyes were particularly bright.

Those eyes are very similar to the emperor.

Is it the emperor's sister?

Gu Shengyan whispered to the woman, "two girls, the God of war has awakened."