Fate’s Little Feral Consort

Yun Qianyu turned around and looked over: "My teacher?"

"Yes, Mrs. Jun has already agreed."

Feng Wuya nodded, Yun Qianyu agreed, and let Feng Wuya go to rest, she also wanted to rest.

Just as Feng Wuya left, Ye Jia walked over outside the door, and Feng Wuya urged Ye Jia to take good care of Yu'er.

Ye Jia nodded and walked all the way into the inner hall: "Yu'er, everyone has arranged it. You should go to bed early today, and you will have a big wedding tomorrow."

"Ok."

Yun Qianyu nodded, cleaned up, and went to bed to rest.

But that night she slept uneasy and kept dreaming. The picture of chasing Xiao Jiuyuan in her previous life has been running through her mind. When she woke up, her face was full of tears.

Then I couldn't sleep anymore and kept my eyes open until dawn.

At dawn, Lin Qinmu came to personally clean Yun Qianyu's face, put on makeup, and then put on the scarlet wedding gown prepared by Feng Wuya.

Yun Qianyu, who has changed into a red wedding dress, is bright and moving, and she is so bright.

It's just that Lin Qinmu and Ye Jia always think that although she is bright and beautiful, she lacks a lot of joy that a newly married woman should have, and she seems very calm.

In her eyes, the big wedding is like a very common thing, without the joy and shyness of the newlyweds being married.

Outside Lingyao Terrace, Yao Lao and Feng Wuya were welcoming guests. In addition to the people from the Dragon Fighting Sect, people from all major forces also rushed over to attend the wedding.

Although Yun Qianyu's words made them very unhappy.

But when Yun Qianyu got married, people from all major forces really dare not come to her wedding.

Who knows if this woman is angry, will she hate them in anger.

Therefore, people from all major forces rushed over to attend the wedding of Feng Wuya and Yun Qianyu.

In this way, the whole spirit world is indescribably lively.

Inside and outside of Lingyao Terrace, there were loud voices and loud noises everywhere.

Today's bridegroom official Feng Wuya takes medicine to entertain guests in front of Lingyao Terrace.

All the way to greet these guests into the front hall of Lingyao Terrace.

The hall was quickly filled with people, three in a group, five in a party talking.

Many people are talking about their emperor, Miss Yun turned out to be their favorite.

Now Miss Yun is going to marry Feng Wuya, but their emperor has disappeared.

I don’t know where the emperor has gone, they still want to discuss things with the emperor.

But the emperor never appeared.

I don’t know if Miss Yun is getting married today, can Dijun come back?

Everyone talked about it.

Feng Wuya naturally heard what these people were talking about, so his face was a little ugly.

But now he has recovered the Demon King's body, and Yu'er has also recovered his true body.

They were not afraid of Xiao Jiuyuan at all, so if Xiao Jiuyuan dared to show up, he wouldn't mind tidying him up.

Feng Wuya was thinking about it, and someone in the hall called out: "It's auspicious time, the bridegroom official should pick up the bride."

The shout made many people in the hall look at Feng Wuya. Feng Wuya was full of spring breeze, and he nodded vigorously towards the people beside him. Then he turned and walked all the way out of the front hall to the hall where Yun Qianyu lived. go with.

Yun Qianyu has already finished his makeup at this time, his face is delicate and peach blossom, and the red veil on top of her head is hanging down from her head. The red color sets off her skin as white as snow, and her pupils seem to be full of pools. Chun Shui, with swaying waves, saw Feng Wuya walk in from outside the palace.

She stood up slowly, Feng Wuya looked at her with joyful light in her eyes, strode to her front, stretched out the hand of Yun Qianyu, and walked all the way out.

Behind them, Lin Qinmu and Ye Jia only felt heavy. Where can Yu'er have a new wife to be happy? In fact, what she really likes in her heart is that the person who wants to marry is Xiao Jiuyuan.