Morning Star

Chapter 431 Two smears of vermilion close together

At the same time, no one noticed that the blue bead on the hairpin next to Bai Yue'er's spirit tablet was flashing. It seemed to be happy about the moment.

The veil that was blocking her view was lifted, and Chujiu was finally able to see the appearance of the young man in front of her clearly.

Sure enough, this person became even more beautiful after seeing it clearly.

Yes, it was beauty. She even felt that she lost her color in front of him.

She looked at him infatuatedly, with no trace of affection in her eyes.

"Stars...beauties..."

I thought this in my mind and murmured it out loud unconsciously.

Mo Xinglan curled the corners of his lips slightly, having already accepted her strange choice of words.

At this moment, his heart was filled with joy. It was the first time in his life that he felt what it meant to be overjoyed.

To the point that the body could not bear the emotional fluctuations and caused dizziness.

Of course, this is not the only reason.

However, even so, there was still a smile on his face.

"It's done!"

Xiao Xiao was the first to come to his senses.

Looking at the two of them, she smiled so hard that her eyebrows were curved.

He suddenly put away his smile, raised his hand to his lips and cleared his throat seriously.

"Uh... I wish you two will be together forever, love each other for years, know each other for years, happy wedding!"

"Kiss me!"

I don't know who is so bold. Xiao Xiao just finished speaking when he yelled like this. Xiao Xiao was startled. He was speechless.

After that, all the stunned people came back to their senses, clapping and shouting, "Give me a kiss! Give me a kiss!"

Chujiu was startled by the loud shouts, but soon got used to it.

But she was also speechless.

Is this ever going to end? Why does every wedding require the newlyweds to give each other a kiss?

But after thinking about it, she became generous again, no longer shy, and even looked up at Mo Xinglan with some expectation.

Mo Xinglan had been looking at her the whole time, so he naturally knew what she was thinking.

He reached out and gently pulled her into his arms, holding her face and lightly touching her red lips. Then he held her whole body in his arms, lowered his head, closed his eyes, and rested his forehead against hers.

Without saying anything, he just leaned against her quietly.

Chujiu didn't expect that he was over in just a flash, and he was still unable to react when he pressed his forehead.

He was stunned for a moment, confused. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have given up such a good opportunity, but he did.

Confused, I raised my hands and gently wrapped them around his waist, only to find that his body was trembling slightly, and I also realized that he felt a little cold.

My heart skipped a beat and I thought to myself that something was wrong. I asked worriedly, "Xingxing, are you feeling unwell?"

"...I'm very happy." He was silent for a moment but answered the question irrelevantly.

"Well, I know. I'm asking you, how are you feeling?" She was a little anxious.

This time he was silent for a long time, frowned slightly, and asked instead of answering: "Do you regret it?"

"What do you regret?" She also frowned.

Did this guy hear what she was saying?

"Do you regret marrying me?"

"No regrets." She answered seriously without hesitation.

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a weight on her body. It was Mo Xinglan who was leaning all his strength on her.

Her heart trembled slightly and she quickly tightened her arms around his waist.

"Xingxing, can we go back to the house?"

After thinking for a while, she was afraid that he would disagree, so she said, "I am a little cold, shall we go back to the house?"

"……it is good."

After he finished speaking, he left his forehead from hers.

When Chujiu looked up at him again, he found that his face was even paler, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead in the snow.

Xiao Xiaoli and the others had also noticed Mo Xinglan's changes recently. Just as they were about to step forward to help smooth things over, Chu Congnan stood up and spoke first: "Everyone, the wedding ceremony has been completed for the two newlyweds. Next, the groom will take the bride back to the room. As for everyone else, just eat and drink well."

"Eh? Lord, don't you want to have a drink?" Some people who didn't know the situation felt a little disappointed when they heard this.

They started to urge Mo Xinglan to have a drink.

Chujiu raised his eyes and looked at Mo Xinglan worriedly, then felt annoyed when he saw the people below who were making a fuss.

Mo Xinglan didn't care.

As the groom, he should have toasted and celebrated, and he did so.

He came to the side, picked up the liquor pot and was about to pour the wine, but his hand was held down.

"Xingxing..." Chujiu looked at him worriedly and shook his head.

He smiled softly, "On the wedding day, just one cup."

"..." She opened her mouth and wanted to stop him, but seeing that he was so happy, she had to swallow her words.

She put down her hand that was pressing on him and lowered her eyes: "I understand."

Mo Xinglan poured a glass of wine, held the glass and first looked at Xiang Tingqin and Chu Congnan, as well as the two spirit tablets and the hairpin beside them, and then looked at the people below.

"Thank you all for coming to witness my wedding with Jiu'er. Today, I toast to my father-in-law and mother-in-law, my parents who left first, and everyone present."

After saying that, he raised his head and drank the liquor in the glass.

He was already injured and very weak, and as soon as the liquor went down his throat, he felt a burning pain in his chest.

There was nothing wrong with him except the cold sweat on his forehead.

There was even a faint smile on his lips: "Everyone, enjoy your meal and drink. My wife and I will be leaving now."

He glanced at Chu Congnan, turned around and took Chujiu away from the side passage, leaving behind a group of people who didn't know what was going on, teasing and sighing.

However, Chu Congnnan and others who knew the situation were not happy at all. They could only shake their heads, sigh, and arrange everything that happened next.

Let’s talk about the two people who left.

Chujiu was afraid that Mo Xinglan might feel unwell and accidentally get dizzy and fall, so he supported him all the way.

The snowflakes from the sky never stopped falling, covering the ground layer by layer.

The Demon Palace was very busy today, and even most of the servants could enjoy a portion of the food. However, it was lunchtime, so there were only a few people on the road.

The corridor was also empty, with only two spots of vermilion next to each other.

Not long after walking into the corridor, Mo Xinglan finally couldn't hold on. His body swayed, and just as he subconsciously held onto the pillar beside the corridor, blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Star!"

Chujiu exclaimed, and quickly put her arms around his waist, moving all his weight onto herself, and helped him slowly sit down on the chair in the corridor.

Looking at him with a pale face and sweat all over his forehead, she felt worried and anxious.

One hand held him to steady his body, and the other hand quickly fumbled for a pill and put it into his mouth. Then he used healing magic to help him recuperate.

"Are you feeling better?"

Although he asked this question, he still had cold sweat on his forehead, so he knew the answer.

Mo Xinglan frowned, closed his eyes and leaned against her without answering.

I was somewhat thankful that the bone curse did not take effect at this time, otherwise the wedding day would have been ruined.

After resting for a while, Chujiu looked up at the sky.

The snowflakes continued to fall without stopping.

It was snowing heavily and because I was wearing a wedding dress, it wasn't very warm.

"Xingxing, can we go back to the house?"

"Ah."

After Yu Luochujiu helped Mo Xinglan stand up slowly, and the two walked towards the bedroom step by step. Where there was a wall, they walked along it, which also made it convenient for Mo Xinglan to hold the wall with his other hand.

In fact, if possible, Chujiu really wanted to take Mo Xinglan back home. But without much thought, he could guess that he would not agree.

In the vast snow and wind, the two of them accompanied each other, walking slowly all the way. Even if the process was difficult, they never gave up, nor did they complain. They only stopped to rest when they were tired, and then continued to move forward.

About an hour later, they finally reached the bedroom door. Chujiu stopped and opened the door. He looked up at Mo Xinglan, hesitated for a moment, and then picked Mo Xinglan up.

"?!"

Mo Xinglan was still wondering why she suddenly looked at him like that, when in the blink of an eye his body lightened and his feet left the ground.

Even though he had been hugged many times, he still cared about it.

Chujiu held him and walked into the bedroom without saying a word, closing the door.

I came to the bed and put him on the bed and let him sit.

Mo Xinglan was in a good mood, but she was a little unhappy at the moment because of this hug. However, he lowered his eyes expressionlessly and said nothing.

This was the first time he had hiked for such a long time since his injury. Even though he took several breaks during the process, he had to admit that he was really tired.

Chujiu understood him and knew that he was angry. He sighed, stood in front of him and looked down at him.

She reached out and gently held his face, pouted, bent over and kissed him on his cold lips.

"Don't be angry."

"..."

He didn't say anything, his blood-red eyes stared at her, becoming increasingly deep. Suddenly he put his arm around her waist and pulled her into his arms.

Chujiu was pulled by him and her body became unstable. She knelt on the soft bed between his legs and leaned her body in his arms.

"If you don't want me to be angry, you have to give me something to compensate me."

Mo Xinglan held her in his arms and spoke in a hoarse voice.

Chujiu quickly smiled at him and said, "Make up for it, I will definitely make up for it, ha, ha, ha."

Mo Xinglan then curled the corners of his lips slightly and lowered his head to kiss her soft cherry lips.

They are no longer as fleeting as before, but are reluctant to separate for a long time.

Chujiu had guessed this would happen, and was not surprised, but rather very pleased. He was not even inferior to him at all.

Her own husband is so handsome, and it was he who gave her the sweet kiss. She would rather refuse it than refuse it.

Thinking of this, she began to move disobediently, from pulling his collar with both hands to supporting his shoulders.

With just a little force, he pushed the man down onto the bed.

The reason why he could be overthrown so easily was that Mo Xinglan did it voluntarily.

Since Mo Xinglan was injured this time, he has not kissed like this. Even the light kisses are rare.

This long-awaited kiss made both of them reluctant to end, and they were immersed in this passionate kiss full of deep love.

It was not until Mo Xinglan's body could no longer bear it that it ended unwillingly with him groaning.

Chujiu looked at the young man in front of him who was sweating and panting and felt very worried.

"Are you alright?"

Mo Xinglan's blood-red eyes were a little blurry. He frowned and his lips trembled as he wanted to say something, but he started coughing before he could say anything.