Fate’s Little Feral Consort

Ye Jia turned around and took the Dragon Fighters down for arrangement.

The others followed Ye Jia, only Jun Haotian and Lin Qinmu stayed.

The two obviously have something to talk to Yun Qianyu.

Yun Qianyu looked at Yao Lao on one side and said, "Foster father, go and work on your own. Anyway, this is your home. You don't need someone to entertain you and you know how to live."

"haha I know."

Yao Lao left as he said, Jun Haotian and Lin Qinmu walked over and looked at Yao Lao curiously and said, "He is your adoptive father. I remember that your adoptive father is Prince Xiao."

"He is the guardian of the spirit world and the one who has been with me."

Jun Haotian and Lin Qinmu thought that Yao was always the person who grew up with Yun Qianyu before, so they stopped asking more questions.

The two turned around and looked at Yun Qianyu.

"Yu'er, did you really decide to get married tomorrow?"

The two of them still felt that the person Yu'er liked was Xiao Jiuyuan, and it seemed inappropriate to marry someone else.

When Yun Qianyu heard what they said, his body slowly became cold, if she said something that she hated Xiao Jiuyuan before. At this moment, she had no thoughts about Xiao Jiuyuan at all.

A man is like this for two lives, does she have to put her mind on him? From now on, he and her have no relationship at all.

"Master, Master, I have decided that I will marry Feng Wuya tomorrow. In fact, three thousand years ago, he and I should have been married. I didn't expect it to be three thousand years before we held this wedding."

Jun Haotian and Lin Qinmu didn't say anything more after hearing what she said.

"Since you have decided, then we won't say anything more."

"Okay, Master, you guys eat well and live well. Just watch the ceremony tomorrow."

"Well, then we go to rest."

"Go ahead."

Yun Qianyu waved his hand, and Jun Yingtian and Lin Qinmu turned and left.

In Lingyao Terrace, Feng Wuya stepped out, walking all the way to Yun Qianyu's face.

"Yu'er, tomorrow is the day of our big wedding. If you regret it now, there is still time. If it is tomorrow, I won't allow you to regret it again."

Although Feng Wuya spoke free and easy, he was still nervous. In fact, he now single-mindedly wanted to marry Yun Qianyu.

Because he is different from the previous one. Although he liked Yu'er before, his relationship with Yu'er was not so close, but in his previous life, Xiao thought about Yu'er for hundreds of years.

How could he be willing to let her marry someone else.

But the question is still to be asked, in case Yu'er regrets it.

Yun Qianyu raised her eyes to look at Feng Wuya. She could see a trace of tension and worry in Feng Wuya's eyes.

Yun Qianyu chuckled and shook his head: "I won't go back, we will get married tomorrow as usual."

"Okay," Feng Wuya immediately put a smile on his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to hold Yun Qianyu and said: "I will send you to the inner hall to rest. Tomorrow is the day of our wedding. Take a good rest tonight. You must get married tomorrow. Have a good face."

"Ok."

Yun Qianyu responded and followed Feng Wuya all the way into the inner hall.

The inner hall is very luxurious, with white jade beds, glazed lamps, night pearls hanging from the corner of the room, and light gauze flying above the window lattices.

Yun Qianyu looked at everything in front of her with an indescribable feeling. She walked gently in the inner hall, everything seemed like a dream.

Three thousand years later, she is back again.

Yun Qianyu touched everything in the inner hall over and over again, and Feng Wuya stood behind her, looking at her with a grin from the corner of his mouth, his heart overflowing with warmth.

"Yu'er, go to sleep. Tomorrow is our big wedding. You can't stay up late. Tomorrow I will ask Mrs. Jun to put on makeup for you."