Chapter 330 Lord City Lord (43)
I wonder if the Heavenly Emperor will give him the Vermilion Bird.
As it turned out, Hongjun was beaten out by Gu Yanci.
He returned to the Vermilion Bird Palace, sat at its entrance, and pondered the reason with great distress.
Was it because he didn't give enough? Why was he unwilling?
Just like Pan Feng back then, because she didn't give enough, she wasn't chosen.
Gu Yanjing didn't come out the next day, which saddened Hongjun.
Gu Yanjing still hadn't come out on the third day, which made Hongjun somewhat sad.
Gu Yanjing still hadn't come out on the fourth day. Hongjun moved to the doorway outside their palace and squatted down, holding a brick in his hand, debating whether to go up and smash the window.
The celestial servants standing guard nearby were sweating profusely, ready at any moment to step forward and use their bodies to stop the brick.
Lu Lingjun, having eaten and drunk his fill and calmed down Gu Yanjing, who was itching to kill him, put on his clothes and came out. He immediately saw Hongjun outside.
"Hey, what are you waiting here for?" The person in front of Lu Lingjun spoke in a smug tone.
"Where is the Vermilion Bird?" Hongjun turned around, reached for a handful of melon seeds beside him, but couldn't find it.
We've finished eating.
Lu Lingjun stepped forward, put the melon seeds from his purse into the plate, and whispered, "The Vermilion Bird is not the Phoenix; they are two different people."
Hongjun touched the melon seeds, and upon hearing this, he was stunned. His expression instantly turned very ugly: "They look very alike."
Lu Lingjun shook his head: "You understand, the Vermilion Bird is not the Coiling Phoenix. What you want is the Coiling Phoenix. The Vermilion Bird is just a resemblance."
Hongjun fell silent, his entire being radiating gloom.
"Go and come back soon. Don't keep hanging around in front of Zhuque. He doesn't really like you." Lu Lingjun straightened up and looked down at Hongjun.
It looks like they are advising someone who has gone astray.
In fact, he just couldn't stand Hongjun coveting his Daoist partner.
"I'm not leaving." Hongjun seemed to suddenly realize something, crushed the melon seeds in his hand, and looked up at Lu Lingjun.
"So what if you don't leave? Zhuque won't even glance at you." Lu Lingjun sneered.
“Zhuque is Panfeng’s only bloodline. If Zhuque is here, Panfeng will definitely come looking for him.” Hongjun stood up and shook the dust off his clothes.
He had recovered from his previous manic state and became clear-headed and calm.
He's been here all this time, waiting for Pan Feng.
However, what he didn't know was that Pan Feng was now in dire straits herself and had no time to care about her son.
No matter how long he waited, he was always waiting in vain.
Three days later, the Heavenly Emperor's wedding took place, and the entire celestial realm celebrated, with lively celebrations everywhere.
Gu Yanjing disliked crowds, and besides, there were very few people who still recognized him and Lu Lingjun these days, except for their old subordinates.
The two didn't look for an obvious place, but found a secluded spot to watch the ceremony. They watched as Gu Yanci and Gu Junsi worshipped heaven and earth and then became Daoist partners.
Lu Lingjun withdrew his gaze, squeezed Gu Yanjing's hand and kissed it: "Jiaojiao, do you still remember the scene of our wedding back then? It was just as lively as today."
Jiaojiao was really spoiled back then.
"I don't remember." Gu Yanjing pulled his hand back with a dark expression.
All he remembers is being made to cry, crying like a complete idiot.
“Jiaojiao looked very beautiful that day,” Lu Lingjun said, unconcerned.
“How can you describe a man as handsome?” Hongjun chimed in from the side, dutifully playing the role of a third wheel.
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