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It was also something that she had yearned for from the moment she understood the situation.    

There were many books in the Flame Valley.    

Yang Xiao, whose life was extremely boring, could only read books to kill time besides practicing martial arts, drinking wine, drinking jade, and mixing poison.    

Even though she was proficient in all of these, even if it was possible for outsiders to do the same, she would be called a Grandmaster.    

However, to her, it was nothing.    

Environment and genetics are the most important things to a person's growth at any time.    

While she was reading, she would surely see the most orthodox records of the wedding ceremony.    

He also knew how important the role of mistress was to a particular wedding.    

"Those who are not virtuous and respectable are not worthy."    

This was a sentence Yang Xiao had read in the book. The meaning was easy to understand. If one wasn't a virtuous and respectable person, then they weren't fit to be the host.    

The fact that Hua Yeshen was able to invite her to be his wife was her greatest recognition and also her greatest respect.    

Yang Xiao was very happy.    

He was also very sad.    

It was because she was very clear that all the previous weddings of King Xuanyuan had been so hasty that she almost went crazy just thinking about it.    

When King Xuanyuan reached the age at which he could bear children, he would walk out of the Flame Valley, dressed beautifully, and wait for the first man he saw.    

Regardless of whether this man was ugly or handsome, old or robust, after King Xuanyuan saw him for the first time, he would become her husband.    

One night.    

She would take this man to a beautiful place where the sky was for a blanket, the earth was for a bed, the breeze was for a medium, and the green tree was the main wedding — the waning of the moon in the west, and when the sun rose, the wedding would end with the death of her husband.    

The wedding ceremony of King Xuanyuan from previous dynasties was like this.    

How much Yang Xiao hoped that her wedding would be as described in the book.    

She could be with the man she loved, under the patronage of a virtuous and respected matriarch, forever.    

Even if the man died the next day under her hand — she would remember him for the rest of her life.    

But she was King Xuanyuan, destined never to have the wedding she longed for.    

She envied Hua Yeshen.    

Envy from the bottom of her heart, even though Sister Yeshen was wearing a woman's outfit that she had stolen, was inappropriate.    

Especially the pair of white heels beneath her feet, it was a new colour. She had only worn it a few times, and her master had taken great care of it. However, it was just that it was too small for Hua Yeshen.    

Hua Yeshen was a beautiful lady with a height of over 1.7 meters and a weight of over 60 kilograms.    

It was similar to Lee Nanfang's black White Peony.    

And the owner of the clothes Yang Xiao stole, shouldn't be more than 1.65 meters tall and only had a shoe size of 3 or 7.    

Hua Yeshen had to wear a pair of shoes.    

The sleeves of the set were a bit short while the wrists and knees were exposed. However, one had to wear their sexy and beautiful feet in the middle of their high heels — the feeling of wearing small shoes was unbearable.    

However, Hua Yeshen didn't care at all.    

She was only sincerely grateful to the king for being so considerate.    

Not only did he steal a woman's outfit for her, but he also brought her some red paper and two engines.    

Paper tearing was also a miraculous skill.    

Looking at Yang Xiao's delicate hands deftly flipping through the red paper, showing "Double Joy" in front of him just like a fat kid and a kid riding a fish, Lee Nanfang secretly thought: "With just this craftsmanship, a dead demon can live with food wherever he goes."    

Using the stolen glue, after pasting the picture of Shuangxi and the chubby kid riding a fish onto the western wall, Yang Xiao threw over two more red scarves.    

Lee Nanfang found it hilarious when he saw her sitting on a chair under the west wall with her hands on her knees as if she was really serious and telling Hua Yeshen to hold the red scarf together with the groom.    

Children playing house?    

But he didn't dare to laugh.    

Hua Yeshen was very serious.    

Yang Xiao was also very serious.    

They were seriously arranging this wedding that Lee Nanfang treated as playing house.    

If Lee Nanfang had a trace of disdain, not only would Yang Xiao be furious, but even Hua Yeshen would have a problem with him.    

If Sister Yeshen had an objection, she could settle it in her bed.    

Where's Yang Xiao?    

Thinking about the terror of this devil, the Black Dragon hiding in Lee Nanfang's body trembled again.    

"What should I do next?"    

Yang Xiao turned off the lights and lit up two lighters.    

Fortunately, the engine wasn't windproof, otherwise those green flames would have added to the strange atmosphere of the wedding.    

The main wife asked the newlyweds what to do next. It was quite odd.    

However, she couldn't blame Yang Xiao. The wedding she saw in the book seemed to be different from the one in front of her.    

It was so simple that she didn't know what to do.    

But before they could say anything, Yang Xiao thought of something. "Since the current conditions are limited, we don't need any red tape. Let's take it simply." Are the two of you willing? "    

Perhaps it was because of the marriage partner, when Yang Xiao said this, his tone was as gentle as the early summer night breeze blowing in from the window.    

"Yes."    

Both Yang Xiao and Yang Xiao's seriousness finally influenced Lee Nanfang.    

He raised his head and looked at Sister Yeshen, who also had a red veil over her head.    

Hua Yeshen also nodded slightly, looking shy.    

Hua Yeshen, who wore high-heeled shoes, was much taller than Boss Lee, who was only 1.76m.    

However, this woman was very smart. She kept her head down, trying to emphasize her husband's pride as much as possible.    

"Alright. The wedding has begun. "    

Yang Xiao nodded and said slowly, "I bow to the heaven and earth."    

Both Lee Nanfang and Lee Nanfang half-turned around and bowed outside the window.    

"Second bow to the hall."    

When Yang Xiao shouted out those words, she didn't know why, but her nose started to sour.    

Lee Nanfang immediately turned around and bent towards the north.    

Hua Yeshen, on the other hand, was straightforward. She kowtowed to the king at the foot of the western wall.    

The mistress who raised Lee Nanfang was now eight hundred, eight hundred in the north.    

No matter how simple and unrecognized the wedding was, it was a proper wedding after all three of them had taken it seriously.    

Hua Yeshen Ying Ying worships Yang Xiao because she was raised by the king.    

This time, Yang Xiao didn't dodge and calmly accepted Hua Yeshen's bow.    

According to the traditional wedding, Lee Nanfang also had to kneel to Hua Yeshen's "Gao Tang".    

However, it was better not to.    

A man has gold under his knees, he can kneel to the heavens, he can kneel to his parents, he can kneel to his wife--what's the meaning of kneeling to Yang Xiao?    

Yang Xiao didn't ask Lee Nanfang to kneel to her. He just said the third sentence in a low voice, "Husband and wife bow to each other."    

There was nothing unreasonable about the couple bowing to each other, whether it was to Lee Nanfang or Hua Yeshen. The two of them faced each other, solemnly bowing and touching their foreheads.    

When they straightened up, Yang Xiao said the final words of the wedding: "Drum music, enter the bridal chamber."    

Di, Di, Di!    

An ear-piercing horn sound came from the road just outside the window. This could be said to be the sound of a drum.    

After Lee Nanfang supported Hua Yeshen and sat on the bed behind her, Yang Xiao walked over.    

Lee Nanfang was very nervous as he watched her slowly extend her right hand and place it on Hua Yeshen's head.    

Yang Xiao, who was really afraid of being capricious, would suddenly scratch five bloody holes on his bride's head.    

"Night God, your life has not been easy. You should cherish the days you spent with him. That way, he would be able to die with a smile on his face. I, I am a pauper. I don't have anything to give you other than poison. The only thing I can do is to give you this sentence. "    

Yang Xiao sighed and looked out of the window.    

The sky to the east had already turned white.    

No matter how long the night was, it would slowly fade to the east along with the morning glow.    

"Your Majesty!"    

Hua Yeshen seemed to have felt the melancholy in Yang Xiao's heart, and her delicate body trembled. Just as she was about to say those two words in a low voice, she interrupted, "No need to say them, remember my words." "Lee Nanfang, I also have something to give you."    

Seeing Yang Xiao's rare situation, Lee Nanfang was naturally polite to her: "Please speak your mind."    

"If you betray the Night God, I will definitely kill you."    

Yang Xiao looked down at Lee Nanfang, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and said with a sinister smile.    

Lee Nanfang wanted to curse.    

He felt that this damn transvestite had entered too deep of a drama.    

In the middle of the night, he still wanted to torture Hua Yeshen to death.    

Now, you f * cking pretended to be family and threatened your new son-in-law.    

"What? You're not convinced?"    

"Of course not."    

Boss Lee was also a proud person. After being threatened so often, he felt annoyed and replied coldly while looking at the ceiling.    

He thought that if Yang Xiao could see that he was unhappy, then Yang Xiao would be even more unhappy.    

He waited for a while, but it didn't come.    

He turned around and saw that the candlelight flickered and reflected the double happiness on the wall. The picture of a chubby boy riding a fish also illuminated the eastern horizon, but Yang Xiao's shadow was nowhere to be seen.    

"He really is elusive."    

After staring blankly outside for a while, Lee Nanfang smiled coyly and said to Hua Yeshen, "My wife, it's getting late. Why don't we rest early?"    

As she spoke, she lifted the red veil covering Hua Yeshen's head.    

That enchanting face of hers was so red that it caused him to be lost in thought.    

Hua Yeshen was still the same Hua Yeshen from before, but now she was even more gorgeous and dignified than before.    

This was the aura of a bride.    

"Nanfang, I will never let you down."    

Hua Yeshen said in a daze as she closed her eyes. Large tears rolled down her face.    

These were tears of happiness.    

If there were happy ones, then there would definitely be pain, anxiety, etc.    

The tears that Chiang Morann was crying were filled with anxiety and pain.    

When she returned from the night shift to the locker room, she discovered that her clothes had been stolen.    

With Dr. Chiang's ten thousand monthly salary in the hospital, it wasn't a big deal that her clothes were stolen.    

At most, he could just buy another set.    

She was crying, not because of the Prada suit, but because of the white heels.    

This pair of white heels held an extraordinary significance to Chiang Morann.    

When she first transferred to Beijing Hospital, she had bought this pair of shoes and left them in the closet.    

Later on, people found out that she only wore it after the man she loved appeared.    

As expected, when a guy called Lee Nanfang appeared, Dr. Chiang immediately put on the shoes. When he walked, he looked really charming.    

However, the good times didn't last long before Lee Nanfang left.    

Thus, this pair of shoes was put away by Dr. Chiang in the wardrobe.    

This time, without anyone guessing, everyone knew that she was waiting for the man to appear before putting her shoes back on.    

This pair of shoes had already become a symbol of Dr. Chiang's desire for a lover.    

It was also a beautiful talk.    

After all, not all women's lovers had the ability or courage to face off against the capital's Lin Family for her.    

It was even more of a legend.    

Dr. Chiang's shoes, together with the baby crying inside the morgue in the middle of the night, on a certain night, an unmanned car automatically drove here to give medical treatment to the owner of the heart attack. Director Wang changes his girlfriend three times every month in the otolaryngology department, which is also known as the Four Legends of General Department.    

The four great legends made the reputation of General Department even more external.    

It was several times more effective than the best advertisement.    

But now, Dr. Chiang's shoes, which symbolized romantic love in the four great legends, were stolen.