Zhao Rong stopped leaning forward.

"What's wrong, Miss Xiaowan?"

"Mr. Zhao, there are too many vehicles ahead, and... there are many immortals on the mountain. Oh, by the way, today is the Taoist Couple Ceremony of Youshan, let's stop for a while."

Zhao Rong frowned and opened the curtain.

The carriage was driving on a street not far from the foot of the secluded mountain in the east of the city.

The side of Zhao Rong's window just happened to face Youshan Mountain.

It was the end of autumn, and the weather was still as hot as it was in the midsummer not long ago.

The curtains were blown by the strong wind, which was the sea breeze coming in from the nearby North Sea.

He looked out of the small window.

The pale yellow sunlight at noon pierces through the vast sea of ​​clouds and spreads over the secluded mountains dressed in flowers.

The whole mountain is scarlet.

Under the bright sun, the colors are still brilliant.

This is the most eye-catching place in Duyou City today.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Fairy birds and flying beasts are surrounding the secluded mountains.

There were bright red ribbons tied around their feet, floating in the air.

A high platform can be vaguely seen on the top of the mountain hundreds of feet high.

It is also covered with red.

From Zhao Rong's perspective, it looked extremely festive.

Not far from the avenue where Lu Wan's carriage stopped, there was an intersection leading up the mountain.

The intersection was guarded by a group of immortal disciples in uniform and was decorated very solemnly.

They cleared a large open space in front to facilitate the passage of the guests.

This also caused the streets to become crowded, and passing carriages were forced to stop, but no one dared to force their way into the open space.

When Zhao Rong took a look, he saw that there were indeed many monks in strange and elegant clothing climbing the mountain from the intersection.

There were groups of young women in colorful clothes with fluttering ribbons, climbing the mountain while talking about something with happy smiles on their faces.

There were groups of handsome and extraordinary young men in brocade robes, pointing at the secluded mountains with their folding fans, and going up the mountain to comment on them.

Zhao Rong even saw a delicate little girl in a pink dress, sitting on the shoulders of a giant who was dozens of feet tall. She walked into the mountain with her legs stretched out and yawning, leaving a large group of maids and servants waiting at the foot of the mountain.

None of them brought slaves and guards up the mountain, but stayed at the foot of the mountain, which is one of the reasons why it was crowded at the foot of the mountain.

And they all walked up the mountain holding golden letters.

Zhao Rong knew this because he had heard it from Lu Wan.

Although the monks on the mountain can fly with the help of magic weapons or spells, according to the rules set by Youlan Mansion, unless there are some special circumstances, monks are prohibited from flying at will in Duyou City...

Zhao Rong looked for a while and then lowered the curtains.

Is this the Taoist Companion Ceremony between the two Jindan monks?

It was indeed quite impressive and could not be compared with the weddings of the wealthy families down the mountain.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but think of his wedding with Qingjun.

Well, I drank too much that day and don’t have much impression.

But compared to this, it seems extremely ordinary.

but.

What he remembered most vividly, and even would never forget for the rest of his life, was the moment on the wedding night when he awakened his past life memories and used the jade ruyi to lift up Qingjun's red veil.

The beauty under the red candles is indescribable.

There is no way to describe the palpitations I felt when I saw her.

But it is still in my heart and often in my dreams.

The beauty at that moment was the most stunning in the world.

As the groom, Zhao Rong was already very satisfied.

But now I think about it, I feel ashamed.

Because he was a man, but he did not give Qingjun an unforgettable wedding... Well, the premise is that uncomfortable does not count as unforgettable.

After all, Qingjun was very sad that night, because the black jade token that she had kept tightly in her hand for three years slipped from her fingertips and left her.

Another person who made him feel a little ashamed was Su Xiaoxiao.

Zhao Rong felt that although Su Xiaoxiao had never mentioned it, he still automatically shouldered the responsibility of giving her an unforgettable wedding.

Many women look forward to and fantasize about a sense of ritual for the future.

Yesterday, Lu Wan mentioned that someone was going to hold a Taoist couple ceremony in the scarlet flower forest on Youshan Mountain today.

Zhao Rong actually caught a fleeting glimmer of light in Su Xiaoxiao's eyes.

Not to mention the silly girl's profile as she later stared blankly at the distant mountains.

Last night, when he made an excuse to her and told her that he would go to the academy to study hard for her, she was very sad, but she must have been very happy in her heart. This silly girl...

Inside the carriage, Zhao Rong was stunned and speechless.

If he had made up his mind to practice hard, it was for his own interests and desires.

Now, the desire to live up to his sense of responsibility towards these two women was another powerful impetus for him to come up with some ideas and prepare to make some changes.

It’s okay, Zhao Ziyu, there’s still time for everything.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips.

"Mr. Zhao, looking at the situation, we may have to stop for quite some time. Anyway, there is nothing to do. I see some immortals who have not gone up the mountain are using the magic of mirror flowers and water moons to observe the scene on the mountain. If you are interested, you can get off the car and take a look."

Outside the car, Lu Wan's voice interrupted Zhao Rong's thoughts.

He came back to his senses, exhaled lightly, and responded casually:

"Forget it, I won't join in the fun."

If Xiaoxiao were here, she would probably want to see it, and he would go to accompany her. But now that Xiaoxiao is not here, he has no interest in watching other people's weddings.

"Well, Mr. Zhao, how about... I go take a look? You wait for me in the carriage, okay?"

Zhao Rong chuckled, "It's okay, go ahead, I'll wait for you to come back."

"Um!"

After saying that, Lu Wan jumped off the carriage briskly, and soon the footsteps faded away.

Zhao Rong sat in the carriage, feeling a little bored.

He didn't want to join in the commotion outside the carriage, so he took out the Sumeru object.

First, I took out a letter that had been in the bookcase for a long time.

This was something Mr. Fang asked him to deliver to Linlu Academy.

It is said that it was written by the National Master of Great Chu to his junior fellow student at Linlu Academy.

Zhao Rong checked and found that the letter was intact and the sealing wax was not damaged, so he put it away again. The letter would be delivered today.

Zhao Rong sorted out the gifts in the Sumeru items.

Finally, he took out an ancient book with yellowed pages and read it.

at this time.

The light inside the car was a little dim.

Zhao Rong held the open book in one hand and reached for the curtain with the other. He stared at the pages and lifted the curtain a little without turning his head.

The interior of the car suddenly became bright.

Zhao Rong just withdrew his hand.

The interior of the car suddenly became dark again.

Zhao Rong frowned slightly.

Turn around and look.

It turned out that a group of people were passing by outside the window, blocking the light.

The clothes worn by this group of people gave them a sense of distinction. They were talking about something, and fragments of their words could be heard inside the car.

Zhao Rong took a casual glance and was about to look away, continuing to read with his head down.

But.

Just as he turned his head.

Zhao Rong suddenly caught a glimpse of a white shadow and a red shadow flashing by.

He suddenly turned his head and looked out the window.

But the two beautiful figures had already passed the carriage.

Zhao Rong was stunned.

That white dress seems... a little familiar...

only.

Before he could think about it.

Next second.

A few words were brought by the cool breeze from the North Sea.

"Junior Sister Lingfei, please don't be impatient..."