"What's going on? Has the Flower of No Thought been damaged and stopped working?"
Lin Zhenzhen wanted to take Xuan Yuanzhao's hand to examine him carefully, but she didn't expect that she would pass right through his body.
Both of them were stunned for a moment.
Just as they were at a loss, Xuan Kang led his men toward them.
Xuanyuan Zhao suggested, "I'll lead him this way, and you just follow the path straight ahead."
Lin Zhenzhen nodded and followed the stone steps to the end. She saw a wooden door and quickly went inside.
Once the heavy door closed, it completely isolated her from the outside world. Strangely enough, she felt as if she had entered another parallel world.
Anyway, at least we're safe for now. Lin Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief.
She sniffed and smelled a familiar sandalwood scent, the kind of incense that Xuanyuan Zhao liked.
The candles on the lamp stand next to me suddenly ignited without a flame.
Lin Zhenzhen's whole body was tense as she slowly walked into the room.
The room was large, and everywhere you looked, there were big "double happiness" characters pasted up. Behind several interconnected wooden screens was a large bed, with a double-layered red gauze canopy hanging in front of it, and sachets of incense hanging in the four corners.
Whose wedding room is this?
"You went to feed stray cats today? Lingzhen, you're really something."
The sound from behind startled Lin Zhenzhen.
She turned around and, facing the dark figure, called out "Xuanyuan Zhao" with some uncertainty.
The man moved, slowly approaching, revealing his incomparably handsome face.
Xuanyuan Zhao wore a dark red brocade robe with cloud patterns, his hair was tied up high, and his long, silky hair cascaded down his back.
Unlike the young Xuanyuan Zhao who had just turned into thin air, the person in front of him had broader shoulders and was taller.
Most importantly, he had an ugly scar on his lip, an injury he sustained while saving himself from being struck by lightning.
How can there be two Xuanyuan Zhao?
Seeing Lin Zhenzhen standing there in a daze, he frowned and continued, "It's one thing to be playful on ordinary days, but on our wedding night, instead of waiting for me obediently in the room, you actually lifted this red veil yourself."
watt?
What does this have to do with me?
Lin Zhenzhen looked down and realized that she had changed into a bright red wedding dress at some point. When she moved, the phoenix crown on her head swayed and made a crisp sound.
OMG, now she was certain that the illusion wasn't necessarily something that had happened before. In other words, inner demons take many forms and aren't necessarily unfulfilled regrets.
It could also be a wish that the owner wants to fulfill.
While she was in a daze, Xuan Yuanzhao stepped forward and took her hand: "Why aren't you saying anything? Did that unruly stray cat scratch you again?"
"Is it just the two of us here?" Lin Zhenzhen kept glancing around, afraid that Xuan Kang would suddenly jump out from some corner.
"Otherwise what?" Xuan Yuanzhao's expression turned somewhat strange. "You want a third person?"
"That's good!" Lin Zhenzhen was finally able to be certain and sure that she was in Xuan Yuanzhao's illusion.
It seems that the young Xuanyuan Zhao from before was also a projection character in the Xuankang Illusion, and the one in front of me now is the real body I'm looking for.
She answered quickly, her expression so delighted that it immediately sparked a flood of thoughts in Xuan Yuanzhao's mind.
What else can a newlywed couple do when they're alone in their bridal chamber?
Xuan Yuanzhao slowly approached her, then raised his hand, and the red veil fell down again, blocking Lin Zhenzhen's view.
His voice, light and cheerful, rang out through the fabric: "The groom must lift the bride's veil; we must not forget the traditions of our ancestors."
As she spoke, a pair of long, slender hands with distinct knuckles appeared in the gap.
Xuan Yuanzhao slowly pulled up the red cloth, and Lin Zhenzhen followed the rhythm of his hand and looked up, and their deep, sea-like eyes met.
She curved her lips into a smile, about to speak, when Xuan Yuanzhao leaned down, his head disappearing under the veil, and captured her lips accurately and swiftly.
Lin Zhenzhen's vision gradually blurred. Through the thin red cloth, she could see the flickering candlelight outside and feel the large hand clinging to her waist tightening.
As they kissed, Lin Zhenzhen couldn't help herself and a smile suddenly appeared on her lips.
Xuan Yuanzhao paused his actions with considerable displeasure, staring into her eyes and asking, "What are you laughing at?"
Lin Zhenzhen hugged him tightly, raised her chin, and said, "Your nose is pressing against the bridge of my nose."
Who would have thought that the arrogant and domineering young master Xuanyuan would be so clumsy, unable to even find the right angle when kissing?
Xuanyuan Zhao frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the lower half of her face, as if he was seriously considering the question.
After a moment he said, "Now I know, let's try again."
"Hey, hey." Lin Zhenzhen stretched out two fingers and pressed them against his lips. "I've let you kiss me, that's enough."
"What's the meaning?"
"Xuanyuan Zhao, do you ever consider me your wife?"
Xuanyuan Zhao immediately retorted: "You are my lawfully wedded wife."
"Alright." Lin Zhenzhen pressed his shoulder and said seriously, "You have to listen carefully to what I'm about to say."
Lin Zhenzhen told him in detail how she encountered a predicament and how Wu Nianmu had to create a predicament to save himself.
"However, something unexpected happened along the way, and now the Flower of No Thought is gone. So we need to find your inner demon, destroy it, and then we can break this illusion and get out smoothly."
Xuanyuan Zhao lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment.
Lin Zhenzhen, with a stern face, questioned, "Don't you believe me? Didn't you promise to listen to your wife?"
Xuanyuan Zhao slowly turned his eyes to her and asked, "My inner demon?"
"That's right, if your obsession runs too deep, you become a demon. Think carefully about what your obsession is."
He was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "I have no obsessions."
"How could you not have them!" Lin Zhenzhen helped him recall, "Where are your parents?"
"Today's wedding ceremony was quite elaborate, and they must be very tired. So naturally, they are resting at the old house at this time."
“That’s right.” Lin Zhenzhen clapped her hands. “In the real world, they have already passed away. But in your illusion, they are still alive and well. This means that your inner demons may be the successive deaths of the two elders.”
"But how can I destroy this inner demon?" Lin Zhenzhen was puzzled. She bit her lip and paced back and forth in the room.
Xuanyuan Zhao watched her figure, his expression unreadable.
"By the way, I remember Madam once gave you a dagger. In the real world, you cherished it greatly, always carrying it with you and never putting it down. Perhaps destroying the dagger is the way to break this deadlock."
Lin Zhenzhen thought about it more and more and it seemed very possible. She pounced on Xuan Yuanzhao and sure enough, she felt something hard on his waist.
“Lingzhen.” Xuanyuan Zhao pressed down on her hand as she untied the knot.
His breath tickled the back of her ear, and his voice was gentle: "Wouldn't it be nice to stay here with me?"
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