She subconsciously raised her eyes to glance at An Lanqing, and when she met his warm and harmless eyes, she withdrew her gaze without leaving a trace, covering her lips and said, "Well, what I mean is, you guys are awesome!"
Everyone who was unexpectedly praised: ???
"These are all our responsibilities. Thank you for your hard work, Miss Wuyou."
An Lanqing's flawless smile hurt her eyes. She clenched her fists in her sleeves, with the same smile on her face:
"Look at Master An's rosy complexion. I guess he's feeling better now? Congratulations..."
Her expression and tone were obviously normal, but why did Bai Yumo always feel something was wrong?
"Did she grit her teeth a little just now?"
After the jade token was hung up, she asked belatedly.
However, An Lanqing and Yan Qingli beside him looked bewildered and shook their heads, saying, "Really? I didn't notice anything..."
And the thick-skinned Long Aojun was naturally even more confused.
Then, Bai Yumo also became confused, scratched his head, and whispered: "Maybe I've been memorizing too many rules recently, and I'm hallucinating..."
"Believe it or not, if you say this out loud, the dean will pack you up and send you to the clerk's office?" Yan Qingli teased, but Bai Yumo gave her a suspicious look.
"That's not something you would say..."
"Stupid! I'm just trying to make you feel relaxed. You don't understand humor..." She patted her head and left.
Long Aojun followed closely behind and found that Yan Qingli looked a little nervous.
"What's wrong?" He was puzzled and held her unconsciously clenched hand to comfort her.
"Aojun, I...I'm fine." She opened her mouth, but found she was unable to speak, so she finally chose to swallow it back into her stomach.
Long Aojun has a rough personality and cannot know too much.
Mo'er is very insightful. If she accidentally discovers something, the future could be...
"Why are they all so weird..." Bai Yumo muttered in the room, and did not forget to turn around to ask An Lanqing's opinion.
The latter naturally put her first, and smiled gently, like the bright moon in his arms.
"Regarding the Zerg matter, I'm afraid we'll have to act separately."
"Yes..." She nodded, then took his hand and went to look for someone. "We can't always be the ones shouldering this responsibility. Team Two is back, too. They need some experience too."
He smiled gently, his eyes were warm, but his gaze was a little dim when he glanced somewhere inadvertently.
Demon King Palace——
June 17th, the sky is dotted with stars.
Shen Wuyou, wearing a bright red wedding dress, and Fei Jian, who was also wearing the same wedding dress, went through all the ceremonies step by step, and finally stopped at the wedding wine in front of the bridal chamber.
He said, "Drink this cup and wish that your Majesty and I may live happily ever after."
She smiled: "It should be so."
But just as they were about to drink, a sudden and urgent announcement startled the two people in the room.
"Your Majesty, Consort Wang, there's a fire in the west wing. We tried our best to put it out, but we only managed to save Lord Xu..."
Xu Jizhi, Feijian's most favored confidant, had to negotiate with Shen Wuyou for a long time before finally being accepted into his fold. Because they had arrived so hastily, they were all placed in the west wing, awaiting their official appointments tomorrow.
Now, out of the twenty-eight confidants, only one, Xu Jizhi, survived.
The guard also said that he was severely burned and the doctors could not cure him. He was now on his deathbed and only begged to see the concubine before he died.
In this situation, Shen Wuyou just assumed that he agreed.
Feijian hurried out, and with a subtle glance back, he saw a faint smile on Shen Wuyou's blood-red lips...
An emotion flashed in his eyes, and he went straight to find Xu Jizhi.
There's no other way. After all, he's my confidant, so I have to act a little anxious. I believe everything will be different when he comes back...
Shen Wuyu had the same idea as him.
After he left, her eyes fell directly on the two exquisite wine cups.
The clear wine exuded a mellow aroma, and the calm water surface began to ripple as Shen Wuyou shook it.
She stared at the glass of wine quietly, then looked at the glass that belonged to him on the other side, and a smile gradually spread from the corner of her eyes...
When Feijian came back, Shen Wuyou was still standing behind him.
"Your Majesty, what is this?"
"There was a fire in the west wing. I must find out the whole story and reward those who deserve it and punish those who deserve it." She said it so lightly, as if she were an innocent outsider.
Feijian sneered inwardly, but said humbly and angrily on his face, "Your Highness also feels that this is no accident! I just wonder if the King will tell you who dared to disrupt the King's wedding."
"No hurry..." She said indifferently, her eyes drifted to the house, then slowly turned back, and suddenly changed her words:
"Of course, since you are so anxious, then I will go and take a look. This etiquette will be fulfilled."
"No!" He objected vehemently, then bowed his head and said aggrievedly, "Life and death are determined by fate. I just want an explanation. But since the dead are gone and cannot be changed, why bother disturbing the lives of the living? This is my first marriage, and if it is delayed like this..."
"In that case, let's continue."
She didn't care, but this attitude made Feijian very angry.
On the wedding table covered with red silk, two glasses of wine remained untouched.
Feijian stretched out his hand and was about to pick up the cup that belonged to him. At the moment when his fingers were about to touch the cup, his eyes suddenly flashed, and then he brushed past it and directly picked up the cup that belonged to her.
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