Chapter 206 A farce, no groom (1)
It's a pity that Juro didn't have the heart to deal with her, and he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep before she said a few words, and only opened them after she left.

News of Juro's serious illness quickly spread to the Lord Emperor, and the chief administrator also visited Juro.

Seeing Juro lying sickly on the bed, his face pale, his lips white, and his brows never relaxed for a moment, the chief manager felt a little distressed and couldn't help but propose to the emperor to postpone the wedding.

However, the old man just raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "The old man will go and see him. If there is no accident, the wedding will continue."

In this way, that night, the Lord Emperor also visited Juro's mansion in person.

After glancing at Juro, the Emperor didn't say anything. Instead, he sat down next to him and forcefully poured most of his spiritual energy into him, forcibly teaching him to be more energetic.

Shiro opened his eyes half-opened, looking at the old man, his green pupils were numb, meaningless.

The Lord Emperor looked at him, snorted, and said angrily, "You really should disappoint me! A woman can bring you to death, how will you be in charge of a country in the future!"

Juro smiled contemptuously and said lightly, "If this is not your ambition, what's the point?"

"I will tell you the ugly things ahead. If you still can't let go of the Ghost King." The Lord snorted heavily, "I will no longer pity you as a talented person and not touch you. When the time comes, I will definitely let her die. In front of you, or let you die in front of her!"

Juro's brows trembled, and a raging fire ignited in his chest.

After a long silence, he calmed down and turned sideways, "You don't need to do anything. If you lose hope, I will solve it myself."

"Hmph." The old man was annoyed by his depressed attitude and stood up, "You must attend the wedding tomorrow! I will take advantage of this opportunity to deal with her!"

Juro rolled his eyes and ignored it.

She wouldn't come. She believed what he said and she shouldn't come.He said that he wanted her to wait for him.

The Lord Emperor turned and left, and the room became silent again.

Juro felt a little anxious in his heart, he suddenly felt clearly that she would come over.

If she believed in him, she probably wouldn't come, but if she cared about him, she would definitely come!
The atmosphere was silent for a while, then Juro's door trembled open, and Juro's grandma walked in slowly and sat down beside his bed.

"Xiao Shi." Grandma raised her hand and stroked Shi Lang's face. Worry was written all over his old face, "If you still can't get out of bed tomorrow, we won't go."

Juro shook his head and said softly, "I'll go. Tomorrow is very important."

The old man finally had joy on his face, "Xiao Shi, you finally figured it out. Grandma is so happy."

Juro didn't say a word, tomorrow is very important.

Fortunately, he had just secretly absorbed all the spiritual energy of the Lord Emperor and returned it to his Dantian.By then, he will be able to use the powerful Vajra body again, and there will definitely be a breakthrough in his spiritual energy cultivation!
Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills, the sympathy card he has worked so hard to win in the past few days, tomorrow is also the time to play it.

Of course, this kind of thing is mainly to impress grandma.

"Grandma." Juro smiled softly, "I won't let you worry, I will marry Xiaoling and live the life you want."

The old man nodded with tears in his eyes, and said a little more relaxedly, "Actually, these days, I heard from the servants that Lin Xiaoman is also a pretty good girl. But you have to know that she is the King of Ghosts, and she has nothing to do with her. You are at odds with each other. Xiao Ling is your true destiny."

Juro hummed in response, then closed his eyes and stopped making any sound.

At the same time, Zhiyuan Lihui Liyang and eleven people were watching outside Ling Wang's mansion, Wei Han had already sneaked inside and rushed into Yao Ling's boudoir.

King Ling's soldiers passed by and were knocked unconscious by Nangong Li's men.

The night before the wedding, everyone was making a last-ditch effort to stand up for themselves.

This night was extremely busy.

The wedding day came, and on this day, there was a fiery scene everywhere in the spiritual court.

Because the marriage was granted by the Emperor, everything was done well. Everyone in the spiritual court was on holiday. The servants, soldiers, and soldiers were all entertained with fine wine, food, and gongs, drums, and music.

But all this is only superficial.

Marriage granted by the Lord Emperor is very valuable. Since the creation of the spiritual world, the Lord Emperor has only granted marriage twice personally. One was the wedding between Lin Su and Nangong Li of the Northern Dynasty, and the other was the wedding between Julang and Yaoling.

The senior officials have some idea of ​​what is hidden behind this Hongmen Banquet.

Key ambushes were set up at the boundaries of the spirit world; the bustling spirit court was also full of traps; not to mention Juro's wedding, everyone present was the key point!
Early in the morning, the emperor sat in the chief position, sipping tea, stroking his white beard, waiting for time to pass, and waiting for Lin Xiaoman's arrival.

In Prince Ling's house, the maid was dressing up carefully for Yaoling. The bride had her hair tied up, a phoenix crown, and bright red lips, which was really festive.

It's just that during the whole process, Yao Ling was not in the state at all.

Her eyes were confused, her mind was confused, and her chest was suffocating.

Just when she decided to give up Wickham and switch to another embrace, Wickham appeared again.

Last night, Weihan persuaded her, coaxed her, let her vent, and even wanted to take her to elope.

Of course Yaoling knew how serious elopement was.

This marriage was bestowed by the Lord Emperor. If she resists, her family may be implicated. When the time comes to investigate the responsibility, King Ling will definitely be held accountable.

Moreover, she could no longer treat Juro like this, playing with his feelings over and over again and making him sad. She felt really bad about it.

Yaoling sighed deeply. Weihan was waiting for her at the entrance of the Lingting Courtyard. Should she go?
On the other hand, Juro's mental state is still very poor.

The servants supported him and slowly helped him change into clothes. The bright red clothes hung on him, but they did not make him look any happier, but made him look even more lonely.

"Little Ten." Seeing his appearance, grandma was both happy and sad. Grandma took his hand, patted it, and comforted him, "After today, he will recover slowly, trust grandma, huh? "

Juro forced out a bitter smile and nodded in response.

"Xiao Shi." Seeing his forced appearance, grandma couldn't bear it, but she refused to relax her bottom line, "Xiao Ling is a good girl, grandma believes that you will live happily together. When the time comes, give grandma a big fat grandson as soon as possible."

Juro still responded calmly, his face turned pale and he looked very weak.

Grandma raised her hand to caress Juro's face in distress, "Xiao Shi, if you are really not feeling well, grandma should go and talk to King Ling. If the marriage is to be kept simple, we won't bother you?"

"It doesn't matter." Juro finally spoke. He stood up slowly and held the old man's hand back. His blue eyes were gentle, "Grandma, I can do it."

(End of this chapter)

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