Are you sure you want to divorce me?

When Wen Wenyao went out, he was taken directly to a small garden full of thorns, and in less than an hour, his knights would come riding on horseback and rescue him from the mist.

This is a perfect plot carefully designed by himself. It is to fulfill the wish of the two of them. Although it is a bit hypocritical, if it is made into a blockbuster, it will be very beautiful to think about it decades later.

For his decision, Han Yufeng agreed without thinking, or in other words, as long as it was proposed by Wen Wenyao, he would choose to satisfy him without hesitation.

In the end, everyone jokingly called him Wen Wenyao's exclusive Santa Claus.

In fact, in Wen Wenyao's plan, he wanted to be the knight himself, because he was afraid that Han Yufeng would not be able to support him.Because the "knight" has to ride a horse for a long time, and the road is bumpy, what if something happens?

What's more, in his impression, Han Yufeng didn't know how to ride a horse.And when I was studying abroad, I joined a jockey club, and I feel that the driving ability of ordinary horses is not bad.

But unexpectedly, Han Yufeng not only knew how to ride, but also rode better than him, which surprised others.Moreover, he looks really good-looking in his flamboyant riding suit, which is quite different from his usual restrained and steady appearance. He changed his hairstyle and instantly looked several years younger.

Wen Wenyao couldn't look away at all.He wanted to keep such a different Han Yufeng in the viewfinder.In the future, I can show it off again and again. Look, this is my husband. Only I have seen his flamboyant appearance, and he is only shown to me.

I love him the way he is.

Alas... Thinking of the feeling of rapid heartbeat that will follow, Wen Wenyao felt that his legs were too weak to walk.In the end, he even needed help to get where he was supposed to be.

While Wen Wenyao was sitting alone on the ground waiting, what was Han Yufeng doing?

He is also wearing makeup.

The riding clothes were already neatly on, even if he didn't listen deliberately, all kinds of suppressed excited praises would continue to pass into his ears.

He didn't need to look in the mirror, he knew that he was in good condition today, even his face was slightly rosy, and the color of his lips was not bad, so he didn't need to put on much makeup.However, in order to reflect the appearance of a medieval knight, the makeup artist still painted him a little lipstick and used a darker color.

Su Jinlun, who watched the whole scene, almost fainted from laughter, "What is this? Have you been poisoned? Or did you eat too many cherries and get stained with juice?"

Han Yufeng didn't think there was anything ridiculous, he could accept anything, as long as he didn't turn him into a vampire.In fact, if it's really a vampire, then it's still a true character. After all, when he was pale before, he looked like him.

"How much longer?" he asked.

"Half an hour." The makeup artist looked at the clock on the wall and replied.

"What's the matter? Are you in a hurry too? I heard that your man, as soon as he was released, ran to the venue impatiently. If you are so anxious, there is no one left."

"..." Han Yufeng looked at him without emotion, "Do you need me to tell him what you said?"

"Don't, don't, don't! If you say so, then we won't have a bridal chamber at night! The next time we have a long-awaited show, we are not allowed to cancel it! Did you hear that?"

"The decision is not in my hands."

"You! You! You! Wife slave!" Su Jinlun pointed at Han Yufeng with a trembling hand, with an expression on his face as if he was about to eat him.

"What's wrong with a wife slave? It's better than a single dog."

"..." Su Jinlun felt that he was hit by a critical blow and died on the spot.

"Okay, handsome! Handsome guy, I've never seen a person who can support this makeup." Because he had to be a knight, there was a trace of justice in Han Yufeng's eyebrows at this time, but when he raised his eyebrows, At the corner of his mouth, others felt the evil hidden in it again.These two contradictory feelings, concentrated on one person, not only have no sense of disobedience, but are like poppies, which make people indulge in it unconsciously.

"Let's go."

"Everyone is in your place!"

"Get on the groom's horse! You will follow my instructions later. I will blow the whistle and leave immediately. Do you remember the frequency? Can you master it?"

Han Yufeng didn't speak, just nodded his head lightly, and got on his horse neatly.That vigorous figure attracted all the girls present to gasp in amazement.

"Being handsome all the time, you. Good luck."

"..." In fact, Han Yufeng was very helpless when it came to getting married, which was like making a Hollywood movie.But later, I also felt that there should be something different, and I will have something to say when I get old.

The setting of this venue is very unique, using some high-tech means, and Wen Wenyao paid a lot of money to arrange it.When Han Yufeng was advancing in the mist to rescue Wen Wenyao, all the guests were on the periphery, seeing everything clearly.It's just that the two protagonists can't see the outside situation, and even their applause is blocked.

They can only follow the script and perform their own dreams.

The whistle sounded, and the knight patted his horse back, and embarked on the unknown, thorny road to find his prince.

At the beginning, Han Yufeng couldn't see the road clearly, because the fog was too big for him.But gradually, the thick fog cleared, and the scenes in the thorny forest were unfolded before his eyes one by one.He has a saber at his waist, which was originally used to cut thorns, but he thought this action was too foolish and refused to imitate it.So he just continued to drive the horse forward with a solemn expression.

Wen Wenyao was at the end of this forest. At this time, he was attacked by a dragon, his calf was injured, and he was lying in the thorns and moaning.His expression was painful, his heart was full of despair, and he looked at his already dark red calf with blood in his eyes.

It seems to have come to an end.

The evil dragon beside him is still approaching him, but he has no ability to fight anymore.Just when he closed his eyes and was about to die, he saw a man riding a horse in a thick fog.

"Ah..." He opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound. He might have said with his lips, "Help..."

The knight quickly drew out his saber, cut off the two entangled dragons at the waist, then inserted the sword backwards, leaned slightly, and stretched out his hand towards the prince who fell on the ground.

After a set of movements, the clouds flowed smoothly, without any stagnation.

The "prince" who was lying on the ground waiting to be rescued was unsurprisingly stunned again.