The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

With a hint of drunkenness, Yan Chuan sent him back to the bridal chamber after seeing off from his relatives and friends.

"What a talented woman!"

"Bride, that's really beautiful, no one can compare the whole big dream!"

"Young Master Yan is really a blessing. I heard that today's princes all want to accept the bride as their concubine, but the gap is too big, and the opposition from the ruling and the opposition will end up!"

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The banquet continued, and the discussion continued.

And in a corner of the banquet.

In the corner, there was a man in a black robe. The black robe's hat covered his head and he could not even see his face. The attire is extremely peculiar, but the people around him are not unusual.

"The higher you climb, the more miserable you fall. Now I make you happier, and the next nightmare will be more terrible. Want to catch me? In the world of dreams, I am the master. I want to break your heart. All your thoughts are ashamed. Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie!" The black robe figure grinned grimly.

The figure in black robe is naturally a dream maker, a nightmare!

The nightmare designing dreamland is just the beginning.

In the bridal chamber.

The bride sits by the bed, and the groom walks in slightly drunk.

"Lady! I'm here!" Yan Chuan showed a happy smile.

The bride carried a wave of expectation and a wave of happiness.

"Lady, I will lift a hijab for you!" Yan Chuan said softly.

As he said, gently lifted his hijab.

As soon as the hijab was opened, a face full of power was revealed.

Yan Chuan stared at this face, slightly in a daze: "Miss, you are so beautiful!"

"Msang Gong!" Mo Yuxi said in a low blush.

"Lady, let's have a drink and a bar!" Yan Chuan said softly.

"Ok!"

The wine was poured on the table next to them, and the two of them held the wine, looked at each other affectionately, and drank from each other.

"Lady, let's go to bed!" Yan Chuan stared at Mo Yuxi's beautiful face.

"Yeah!" Mo Yuxi nodded shyly.

With a wave of happiness, Yan Chuan gently removed Mo Yuxi's clothes.

"Lady, you are so beautiful!" Yan Chuan said softly.

The spring night is worth a lot of money, and in Mo Yuxi's shyness, the two formally bowed the couple's gift.

After a night of raining in Wushan Mountain and the dragon staying in Dongting, the two young people realized the beauty of harmony.

Until late at night, the two of them touched each other and went to sleep.

One month later.

At the gate of Yan House.

"Father, mother, my wife and I are going out on an outing in the back mountain. There will be nothing wrong, and we will be back at night. Don't worry!" Yan Chuan said to the old man.

"Be careful on the road! Also, you guys, protect the young masters and young ladies!" The second old man instructed the four family members.

"Master and madam, don't worry!" said the four family members.

Then, Yan Chuan and Mo Yuxi got into the carriage, and the four families led horses out of the city and walked back to the mountains.

At the gate of the city, the black robe nightmare appeared again, coldly looking at the back of the far away carriage.

"One month of happy time is almost there, and the nightmare is now, Jie Jie Jie!" Nightmare sneered.

After an hour, everyone walked into a land of mountains and forests.

In the carriage, Yan Chuan and Mo Yuxi are close to each other, as if they have endless love words. Fingers interlocked, and the two looked at the scenery outside the window.

"Msang-gong, it would be great if this was forever!" Mo Yuxi said softly with blurred eyes.

"Yes, I will definitely! I will protect you forever." Yan Chuan said softly.

"Stop!" A Jiading stopped the carriage suddenly.

"Hush!" The horse screamed for a while, while the horse's hoof kept trampling, as if fearing something.

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