"Hmm..." Ji Li groaned again.

Mu Ci's head bumped against Ji Li's hard chest. He was stunned for a moment, and his breath was lingering with the clean and pleasant smell of this man.

"Sorry, sorry, I... I will be more careful next time." This was the fifth time that he stepped on Ji Li's foot. Mu Ci looked ashamed and apologized repeatedly.

My god, the original body's sense of balance is really... hard to describe! She originally wanted to dance to kill time, but she didn't know until she danced that she was shocked.

Before she could even dance to the beat twice, she stepped hard on Ji Li's feet. If Ji Li hadn't had a good temper, she would have thrown her aside long ago.

"It's okay, just follow my rhythm." Ji Li endured the numbness and pain from her feet, pursed her lips, lowered her head slightly and looked at Mu Ci's blushing face, sighed in her heart, and there was a hint of helplessness in her cold and indifferent voice.

It seems to be comforting, but it is too subtle.

"Oh oh." Mu Ci followed Ji Li's rhythm obediently, and gradually he was able to keep up. Although he might still step on a few feet along the way, Ji Li didn't seem to care at all.

As the atmosphere became more intense, the pitch of the dance music became higher and higher, and more and more people joined in the dance floor.

When it was time to exchange dance partners, Mu Ci was having a great time dancing, but the next moment he saw an annoying face, Bian Yuchen!

The smile on her face froze in an instant.

Almost the next moment, Mu Ci turned his head and looked to the side. Sure enough, Lin Qingqing was sitting next to Ji Li. The woman had an inexplicably shy look on her face and was staring at Ji Li.

Ji Li had a cold face, full of impatience.

Damn, Lin Qingqing and Bian Yuchen must have done this on purpose! What a bunch of idiots!

grass!

Bian Yuchen didn't care about that. He hooked his arm around Mu Ci's waist and whispered in her ear while dancing: "It's not that easy to get rid of me!"

Mu Ci's face immediately turned cold, and he stepped hard on it.

Bian Yuchen's face twisted quickly for a moment, but he didn't let go of his hand. He turned around and grabbed Mu Ci's hand. He smiled, but looked at the field and said loudly: "Everyone, I want to announce something at this moment!"

The dance music stopped abruptly as he finished speaking.

Most people in the field stopped what they were doing and looked over.

"I would like to take advantage of Grandpa's banquet to announce something to everyone. That is, Miss Song Muci and I will hold our wedding at the Xinghua Hotel soon. We invite everyone to come and attend our wedding."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an uproar in the room, with everyone's face filled with disbelief.

After all, when the two of them got engaged, everyone knew that Bian Yuchen was not very optimistic about it.

Mu Ci's face turned cold, and he whispered in a low voice that only the two of them could hear: "Bian Yuchen, you are so shameless!"

Seeing his uncharacteristic behavior, Mu Ci immediately guessed what he was planning.

This dog is more rude than the man. She is doing this just to take the initiative. It won't look good whether she refuses directly now or later.

Father Song had actually come here at this time, and he knew what his daughter was thinking, but he couldn't say it directly at this time. After all, Old Man Bian was still here, and based on his long-term friendship with the Bian family, he couldn't just lose face for the Bian family at Old Man Bian's banquet.

Song's father was full of disapproval, and even thought that it was a good thing that Xiaoci no longer liked the boy from the Bian family. With his character, Xiaoci would not have an easy life if she married him.

But face is face, and we still need to remind ourselves of what needs to be mentioned.

Father Song walked over and was about to say a few words of warning, but when he took the first step, someone beat him to it.

A man walked out from the crowd, wearing a spotless white suit. He had a tall and handsome figure and an air of dignity. Every move he made seemed to be radiant with light. His face was expressionless, even a little gloomy.

Ji Li walked over with a cold face, pushed Lin Qingqing, who was watching the show, into Bian Yuchen's arms, then pulled Mu Ci behind him, faced Bian Yuchen, and said coldly: "It's not your turn to decide who she should marry!"

Then he glanced at the two of them coldly and said, "Young Master Bian should take care of his own people first!"

Ji Li was ruthless and did not give Bian Yuchen any face at all. Although Bian Yuchen was unhappy, Ji Li's behavior was exactly what he wanted.

"Why? Do you have some hidden relationship with Song Muci? After all, as far as I know, you are just an unknown little star on the 18th line. I'm afraid you are not qualified to attend this banquet!"

His words clearly implied that Ji Li had clung to the film queen's leg, and Song Muci was keeping a gigolo.

Song's father on the side was completely furious.

At this time, Mr. Bian came over in a wheelchair.

"Yuchen, apologize to Xiaoci!" The voice sounded old, but it did not lose the momentum of the past.

Bian Yuchen was startled. He never expected that Grandpa Bian would show up at this time. After all, he usually didn't appear on the dance floor.

Bian Yuchen was immediately frightened. To be honest, the person he was most afraid of at home was Old Man Bian. When he was about to say something to ease the situation, he suddenly heard Old Man Bian scream.

"Xiao, Xiao Qi?"

No one expected that while he was scolding Bian Yuchen, Mr. Bian suddenly turned his gaze to the man who was pulling Mu Ci, with a look of disbelief on his face.

With shock and a hint of hope.

"You admit your mistake." Ji Li didn't react at all and replied in a cold voice.

"Master, that is the friend brought by Miss Song, not the second young master." The old butler next to Master Bian replied respectfully.

People who are familiar with the Bian family generally know that the Bian family has two young masters, one is the current Bian Yuchen "Second Young Master Bian", and the other is the former "Second Young Master" Bian Qi who was extremely handsome and talented.

"Hey young man, can you tell me what your name is?" When Mr. Bian asked this, his voice was trembling a little.

Everyone present was shocked. Who was this man? Why did Mr. Bian treat him so kindly? Mr. Bian was always an extremely strict person.

"My last name is Ji." Ji Li frowned, seeming a little impatient, with a look of indifference between his eyebrows.

"The last name is Ji..." Mr. Bian murmured.

The housekeeper's explanation and Ji Li's indifference instantly dimmed the light in Old Man Bian's eyes. Even looking at him, he seemed to have aged a lot, completely different from the look he had when he just came here.

He criticized Bian Yuchen harshly, then waved his hand and left, seeming very tired.

And Ji Li, from beginning to end, did not react at all.

This incident involving Bian Yuchen and Song Muci finally came to nothing. Muci no longer had the mood to stay, so he said goodbye to Song's father and mother and left with Ji Li.

On the way.

Mu Ci tilted his head and asked, "Why did you stand up and speak for me just now?"

In that situation, Ji Li's stepping forward was equivalent to pushing herself directly to the forefront. She couldn't understand why. In fact, in that situation, she would have admitted it, it was just a verbal statement. Bian Yuchen had so much negative information, and she could easily manipulate him later and he would not be able to jump around again.

Ji Li paused for a moment, and then said coldly, "Why, Miss Song has changed her mind?"

"How is that possible? With Bian Yuchen being such a scumbag, I won't regret it even if I lose my mind and get squeezed out of the door." Mu Ci had a look of disgust on his face, and he didn't even try to hide his dislike for Bian Yuchen.

Seeing her exaggerated look, Ji Li suddenly chuckled.

"Okay, I understand."

“??? Know what? Wait, you haven’t answered my question yet!” Mu Ci looked confused.

Ji Li stopped talking.

Nothing.

However, at that time, he just felt that if he didn't stand up and pull her behind him, he might regret it for the rest of his life. At that time, he didn't think so much. He just wanted to pull her back and keep her under his nose so that he could feel at ease.

Sure enough, the day after the banquet, Song Muci and Ji Li's scandal became a hot topic and was reported by all major entertainment news outlets. As for why it went so smoothly, it was naturally because someone was behind the scenes fanning the flames.

The photos included in the report were just two blurry silhouettes, which did not explain any problem and could not cause any big waves.

However, it seems that she has to make a careful decision, Mu Ci thought.

I explained the situation to Li Wei and then briefly explained the situation online. After that, I handed it over to the company's public relations department to handle the matter.

Mu Ci and Ji Li devoted themselves to the filming of "Legend of Chaos".

In the plot of "Legend of Chaos".

The scene changed and five years had passed.

Five years are enough for too many things and too many people to change.

Today, five years later, looking back, the fourteenth brother Feng Mening, who used to be clingy and liked to call sister, has now donned a golden dragon robe and become the supreme ruler of Fenglin Kingdom.

Feng Wu put on black armor and fought bravely on the battlefield until he died in battle.

"Your Majesty, the Fenglin border has been saved. However..."

"But what? Tell me."

"However... the general... was killed in the battlefield. His body was not found. The surviving soldiers only found a bloody jade pendant." The eunuch next to him handed it over.

The young emperor's body swayed slightly, and he seemed a little top-heavy. He clenched his back teeth, steadied his body, and shook his hand slightly before he took the bloody jade pendant.

He gently wiped off the mud and blood stains on it. His vision gradually blurred, but he could clearly see a beautiful word "Ning" engraved on it.

This was the jade pendant he had made when he was young and frivolous so that she would remember him. He had engraved his name on it and forced her to wear it.

"Everyone, go down. I want to be alone for a while." The voice was tired, and seemed to carry infinite weariness.

“Yes.”

Feng Mening walked alone to a towering tree. He rolled up his wide sleeves to his elbows and began to dig the soil. The color of the soil where he lowered his head gradually darkened, and a faint sob sounded.

He dug for a long time and found an ancient little box inside.

Feng Mening gently wiped the dirt off the box, then gently opened it, revealing a thick stack of letters.

He read through the letters one by one, which recorded all her mental journey from the time the two of them met to the present, even the first time she went to the battlefield, the first time she killed someone, the first time she defended the border, the first time she inspired the soldiers, and the first time she sent a letter by pigeon.

Feng Mening opened the last letter with trembling fingers. As he read, the grief that he had tried hard to hold back surged up, and the young emperor suddenly burst into tears and collapsed to the ground.

A breeze blew by, gently picking up the last letter, and the beautiful handwriting jumped onto the paper.

The words above are elegant and graceful, but every stroke carries the writer's infinite emotions.

"Aning, I hope you will be well in your life."

The author has something to say: The filming of "Chaos Phoenix" has been completed, are the little cuties still there?