Shaojun riding the sea

Chapter 53 The bride is here!
"How...how could I pierce Xuan Ling's chest with a sword?"

Yuncheng, Fenglou, Yue Wujiu stood in front of the glittering wedding dress, his heartbeat was disordered and his breathing was short of breath.

No, it's absolutely impossible. How could he hurt Xuan Ling?How could this scene happen between him and Xuan Ling?

Yue Wujiu clenched his fists tightly, staring at the wedding dress, his eyelids were throbbing, but he forced himself to calm down, not wanting Shi Xuanling beside him to notice his strangeness.

He just took a deep breath, turned his head to look at the unsuspecting girl, and tried to persuade her to change into a wedding dress and try it on: "Xuan Ling, although this wedding dress is beautiful, the water patterns and flowing light are faintly visible, which always makes people feel illusory. It's not very real, and this wedding dress is also called 'Yimeng'."

"All the beautiful and beautiful things are just dreams after all. When I wake up from the dream, nothing will exist anymore. I don't like this... the implication."

"Xuan Ling, do you understand?" While Yue Wu Jiu's breath trembled, the image of the sword piercing his chest kept popping up in front of his eyes, and he finally couldn't help but clenched Shi Xuanling's hand.

"Don't wear this wedding dress, please, Xuan Ling, the implication of 'Yimeng' is really bad, I don't want everything between us, it's just an invisible, ungraspable, illusory dream, I think it's true Truly keep you by my side, never parting, I really..."

"Okay, Mr. Yue, my teeth are sore from hearing it." Pei Shixi interrupted Yue Wugui abruptly, "I say it's almost enough. If you have any love words, you young couple will talk behind closed doors, and I will leave it alone." Standing, who are you nasty?"

Yue Wugui's long eyelashes trembled, and then he realized his gaffe, he breathed steadily, and looked at Shi Xuanling who was also a little unclear, his heart sank even more.

He couldn't directly tell her about his inexplicable premonition, so he could only purse his lips and try to persuade her: "Xuan Ling, why don't we try on the second wedding dress we've seen before? 'Qinghua', the workmanship is also extremely beautiful, and it adds a bit of elegance, and the meaning is also very good, why don't you try on that set?"

"But I really like this Qimeng wedding dress. It's just a name. It doesn't matter that much, right? Whether it's Qionghua or Qimeng, no matter what the meaning is, it can't compare to our being together in a down-to-earth manner." , can something bad happen because of wearing a wedding dress?"

"Yes, but Xuan Ling, I did see it just now..."

Yue Wujiu's heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't help but tell what he saw, Pei Shixi, who had been watching coldly, suddenly said, "Don't worry about it, just pick a wedding dress, as for talking about so many messy meanings?" ? After all, this wedding dress is for your wife, as long as she likes it, what are you talking about, a big man?"

Uncle Quan, who was standing in front of the curtain, lost his patience, and said angrily, "Have you chosen yet? Which one should you try on? These names were chosen by our family members, and all of them have good meanings and good omens. It will bring a lot of blessings, and I pray that nothing bad will happen to the newlyweds until they grow old, but don't slander our wedding dress in Fenglou!"

The loud cold drink brought Yue Wugui's chaotic mind back. He seemed to wake up from a dream. Looking at Shi Xuanling's clear and shallow brown eyes, he realized that he was indeed too stubborn.

"I'm sorry, Xuan Ling, I didn't want to interfere with your choice, I just, forget it..."

Yue Wujiu let out a long breath, he must have cared too much to see some inexplicable pictures, but it was just a name, it really didn't matter, so it was nonsense for him to prevent her from trying it on.

"I'm the one who is confused. I always like to think wildly and worry about others. Xuan Ling, go and try it on. Just choose the dreamy wedding dress you like."

No matter what bullshit he meant, they will have this good dream for a long time, and they will live forever.

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In the armory, Wen Yanru stood beside the two cannons, looking at Ji Zhiyue nervously, a little unbelievable, yet excited: "Miss Ji, you mean...these two whirlwind cannons can really be repaired? "

"Yes, yes, but give me some time. I have to dismantle this cannon. General Xiao Yan, you have to help me find some precision accessories..."

Holding the glazed mirror, Ji Zhiyue had a rough idea, finally raised her head, and said to Wen Yanru: "I will make a list for you. Although there are some accessories in my treasure chest, they are far from enough. I not only want to repair this I want to transform the Whirlwind Cannon, as well as the other damaged weapons in this arsenal, and turn waste into treasure, as long as you give me more time and get the materials ready, is that okay?"

"Reform all of them and turn waste into treasure?"

"Yes, the damaged weapons in this room are actually not a pile of scrapped 'broken copper and iron'. I just need to reassemble them and repair them, and they can be completely transformed into a batch of new weapons, General Xiaoyan , let me try it, otherwise I have to wait for the imperial court to bring a batch of new armaments, and I don’t know when I will go there, what if the red slaves attack the island during this period?”

What Ji Zhiyue said is indeed true, time is running out, don’t be afraid of [-], just in case, Chi Nu people are cunning and fierce, if they lead an army by surprise and start a war, the island will indeed face a situation of insufficient armaments and weak supplies , I'm afraid I'll be caught off guard.

They really can't sit still and wait for the new batch of armaments from the imperial court. They must plan ahead and "save themselves" in advance.

"Okay, Miss Ji, I'll find a way to get accessories and materials for you, so you should go all out and let it go, I'll leave everything to you!"

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Fenglou, the ninth floor, is filled with elegant fragrance. After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Uncle Quan suddenly opened the curtain and shouted:
"The bride is coming!"

Yue Wugui turned around and met a pair of smiling eyes. The girl's hair was rolled up, her snow-skinned red lips were wearing that beautiful dreamy wedding dress, she stood quietly under the lamp, her whole body seemed to be There is a layer of soft moonlight, shining brightly, and swaying like the blue sea, so beautiful and clean, and so soul-stirring.

The young man opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, and he was stunned to be stupefied.

This, is this his little bell?Is it his bride?
Like Yue Wujiu, Pei Shixi was also stunned. He looked at the glamorous wedding gown, and under the wedding gown, that clear and graceful face, and those shallow brown eyes. Lost for a moment.

In the whole hall, apart from their unable to look away, there was a third pair of eyes in the dark, watching this scene quietly, thoughtfully.

Yue Wugui approached Shi Xuanling step by step, wanted to touch her, but stopped in mid-air, and said in a dreamlike voice: "Xuanling, you are really beautiful in this wedding dress, even more beautiful than I imagined A hundred times, if this is a good dream given to me by God, I hope I will never wake up..."

Hearing the young man's murmurs, Pei Shixi also stared at the dreamy wedding dress for a long time, in a trance, but saw another figure through Shi Xuanling's shallow brown eyes.

It was vaguely a long time ago. When that person was still a little girl, she also wore a beautiful wedding dress and came to him quietly, only showing it to him.

She was about to become a concubine, but she cut off her love for him, so she could only stand in front of him wearing the wedding dress she embroidered with her own hands, and said with tears in her eyes:
"My lord, Aying is going to marry someone else, but this wedding dress, Aying will only wear it for the adults to see. After wearing it tonight, Aying will burn it..."

The gentle and beautiful girl stood on tiptoe, her light-colored eyes were filled with tears, she wanted to kiss his lips, but he turned her head and avoided it.

"Aying, I'm sorry, I... can't."

"My lord, have you really, really... never liked me?"

At that moment, she was so desperate, but he was flustered and didn't know how to explain: "No, Ah Ying, I like you, but, just, I also like...everyone in the clan."

She was stunned, but he took a deep breath and said word by word: "I want the clansmen to no longer hide in the mountains, no longer hide their names, and no longer be erased from the traces of their existence in this world."

"I want my people, no matter men, women, old or young, to one day walk out of the mountains in a dignified manner, walk into the sun, overlook the mountains and rivers of this prosperous age, live freely, and take back the things that once belonged to us, but were ruthlessly taken away from us. Everything that has gone, become the master of this world..."

"This is what you wish for, isn't it?" He took one of her hands, pressed it on his chest, and said emotionally, "Aying, do you understand what I mean?"

"Here, I can't hold my children's affair. I can only make up for the determination to go through mountains of swords and seas of fire. I have already given up on myself and everything, just for that lifelong pursuit. Don't you know?"

"When I was young, I used to read Buddhist scriptures in the mountains. What impressed me most was the allusion of Ksitigarbha King. Only when all sentient beings are saved can one realize Bodhi. Hell is not empty, so one cannot become a Buddha."

He walked all the way, from a young man who listened to the pine trees in the mountains and asked the Buddha under the flowers, and finally turned into a chief governor of the governor with bloody hands. The people in the court and the field called him "Yan Luo with jade face". Did you know that what he imitated all his life was actually "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva"?

The lamp was flickering, her hand was still pressing on his chest, feeling his hot and powerful heartbeat, he looked at her, and hoarse his throat:

"Aying, I don't want to lie to you. I really don't have any feelings for you, but I still love you."

While her body was trembling, tears were streaming down her beautiful face. He couldn't bear to look any further, and finally pulled her into his arms, closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, full of pity:

"Aying, I love each of you... My poor people, the dawn will eventually appear, and the day I pray for will finally come. Aying, you will understand me."

She burst into tears like rain in his arms, and his eyes were also red, and he stuck to her ears, every word was as light as a feather, but as heavy as a thousand weights.

"You can rest assured that you will enter the palace as a concubine. I will stand by your side, overcome obstacles for you, kill all directions, and move forward hand in hand with you to reach the summit together and complete our family's great cause."

(End of this chapter)