Upon hearing the noise, Feng Lan and Baili He separated, and Feng Lan blushed upon seeing the person who had entered.
"Father, my brothers..."
Baili He raised an eyebrow and stepped forward to give a humble bow: "Father-in-law, brothers-in-law."
The group, who had been so imposing, changed their expressions the moment they saw Baili He.
"Alright, alright, your name is Baili He, right?"
"yes."
"Okay, okay!"
At this moment, Feng Cang suddenly looked at Feng Lan and said, "Lan'er, what's wrong with you? You don't even know to pour a cup of tea for the Divine Lord."
"No, no, I haven't seen Lan'er for many years, and I already owe her something. How could I let such a small matter..."
"Father, how can you trouble Lan'er with such a small matter? I'll pour the tea."
Feng Jun chuckled slyly.
The group surrounded Baili He, asking him all sorts of questions with great enthusiasm, while Feng Lan, Ji Jiuying, and Gong Mingyue seemed like outsiders.
"·····"
The Nine Heavens Divine Palace.
Qingling, heavily pregnant, leisurely ate fruit, while Yingyue, like a lackey, helped her massage her back and legs.
On the wall, Yin Han and the others looked at Ying Yue and curled their lips.
"How did Yingyue, who was so fierce and ruthless outside, become like this here?" Ziyu asked in disbelief.
"This is the power of love, Ziyu, would you like to try it?"
Thud—
Yin Han was kicked down by Zi Yu. Wu Xin and Long Yang exchanged a glance, already used to this.
"So fierce, you might never get married..."
What are you muttering about?
"No, no, I just like Ziyu's fiery personality!"
"court death!"
The two started fighting again, and unsurprisingly, Yin Han was beaten black and blue once more.
Just then, a powerful surge of spiritual energy emanated from them, and the group instantly became alert.
"It seems you're doing quite well..."
Upon hearing the familiar voice, the group froze in place until two figures appeared in front of them.
"Master! Mistress!"
"elder sister!"
——
In the void.
Ji Jiuying glanced at the man beside her.
"You plan to return to the Wen family like this?"
Wen Chuyu was slightly taken aback, and instantly changed her demeanor back to her original gentle and refined appearance.
"That's great, you are now an envoy of the Nine Realms."
No one was controlling him anymore; he could go home whenever he wanted.
Wen Chuyu looked at her and smiled, "I heard you're getting married?"
Ji Jiuying nodded.
Wen Chuyu added, "I don't have anything to give you, but whenever you need me, I will be there for you and always be your support."
Ji Jiuying suddenly stepped forward and hugged him: "Thank you!"
Wen Chuyu paused slightly, then said, "I'm leaving."
Ji Jiuying nodded and watched him leave.
Wen Chuyu took a deep breath, and her scent dissipated with the wind...
——
A month has passed.
Today is a special day.
The entire city of Sifang was covered with red carpets, and the Nine Heavens Temple was no exception.
Purple clouds rise from the east in the sky, and birds sing their morning songs.
The sacred beast Fire Qilin appeared in mid-air, with a man dressed in red standing behind it. The man was incomparably noble and looked like a celestial being. He slowly landed in the main hall of the Feng family.
Feng Lan pulled Ji Jiuying, who was dressed in a wedding gown, slowly toward Gong Mingyue until she placed her hand in Gong Mingyue's hand.
The two stood side by side, bowed slightly to Feng Lan and Baili He, then flew onto the back of the fire qilin and flew away.
At this moment, the divine beasts Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise burst forth from the sky, and the four divine beasts escorted her to her marriage. This scene, even after being passed down for thousands of years, is still awe-inspiring.
The Demon King and Murong Zheng floated in mid-air, watching the earth-shattering wedding, and sighed softly.
"Aren't you going to wish her well?"
Murong Zheng spoke up.
"Why don't you go?"
The Demon King countered with a question to Murong Zheng.
The two knew in their hearts that it was better to forget each other than to disturb each other!
Back at the Nine Heavens Divine Palace, Gong Mingyue had no grand hall, and given their status, it was impossible for them to perform any rituals of bowing to heaven and earth. So, they simply drank a cup of nuptial wine, and that was considered the ceremony complete.
"Xiao Jiu and the God of Slaughter are such a perfect match!"
“Yeah, I’m so envious,” Hei Xiangling said.
"Xiangling, what are you envious of? You already have Xiao Yichen," Bai Lisha said.
"Yeah, what do I have to envy?"
"·····"
"Ziyu, look, the master and mistress are married now, why don't we get married too?" Yin Han said, drunk as he walked up to Ziyu.
Zi Yu frowned: "I'd never settle for you!"
Yin Han paused slightly, then said, "Zi Yu is also my favorite female ghost..."
Zi Yu blushed and pushed Yin Han away, saying, "How much have you been drinking?"
"Just a little bit."
As he spoke, he leaned towards Ziyu, whose face darkened: "Bastard!"
——
"Based on my master's previous personality, I thought he would never get married in his life."
Without thinking, he picked up the glass and downed it in one gulp.
Si Yu shook her head and laughed, "Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman. Ever since this devil met this little beauty, he's been completely subdued."
"Hahaha, so it seems my disciple is indeed more capable."
Yu Bugui had barely finished speaking when Fu Yan grabbed his ear: "Ouch..."
The group exchanged smiles, realizing that even the Venerable Guixu had been thoroughly subdued by Elder Fu.
Gong Mingyue lifted the red veil, his eyes immediately lighting up.
"Jiu'er, I've finally married you!"
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