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Sang Yuxian Junjing seems to be married, and she is married to the most beautiful woman in the heaven, Nanming.

That's right, such a face and status, I'm afraid only Nanming Xianjun can bear it.

Jing Sixian Jun is a strange person in the heaven, and it is also a mystery. No one knows where he came from and what his ambitions are in his life. It is only said that he made great military exploits when he went down to the world with the Emperor of Heaven to conquer the remnants of the demon world. Invasion, he tried his best to send it back to the Ronghua Palace, so although the injury of the Emperor of Heaven was getting worse and worse, no one dared to embarrass the young master Jing who appeared out of nowhere, and let the Emperor of Heaven, who was dying of illness, designate him as Immortal Lord Sangyu, Under one person, above ten thousand people.

However, this scene seems to be a person who does not know what is good or bad. The Emperor of Heaven has favored him, but he fell in love with the Nanming girl at first sight when he was about to die. He insisted on holding the marriage while the Emperor of Heaven was seriously ill, and he was not afraid of offending the Holy Majesty. .However, the Holy Majesty was never angry, but Jing Si had the reputation of being ungrateful, unfeeling and widowed.

He didn't think so.

The banquet was over, the music and music were all over, the groom returned to the room with a calm smile, and lit a few more red candles.

Nanming sat on the side of the bed, she had never covered her head, her face was not painted, but her lips were not smudged but red, her eyebrows were not painted but green, she raised her wine glass with a smile, and she and Jing seemed to be friends with each other, He drank Hebei wine casually.

Jing Si smiled and said: "Nanming knows me." After saying that, he tapped his fingers lightly, and the wedding robe on his body instantly shattered into two pieces, falling to the ground like falling flowers, revealing a white robe that was sitting on the ground inside.

Nanming raised his lips and smiled lightly, without saying a word, as if everything was expected.

"Does Nanming know why I chose to hold the wedding at this time?" Jing Si sat casually on the mahogany chair beside him, stretched out his hand to untie the jade crown that tied his hair, and three thousand green strands leaked out like jade.

"Jing Si Xianjun is going to test me," Nan Ming lightly parted his vermilion lips, smiling like a flower, "it is... forced by the situation."

"Huh? Let's go into details."

"The heavens cannot be left alone for a day. Your majesty is wise and mighty. His celestial power is unmatched in ancient times, but he is suffering from a serious disease. If it is well, there will be no chaos. If this is it..." The woman's thin red lips curled up playfully, but her voice was lowered. After a few minutes, "The heaven will change hands."

Jing Bi tilted his head, his eyes were full of secrets, and he suddenly smiled and said: "The madam came to worship with me because she thought of the Empress Dowager, I'm so sad for my husband."

Nanming smiled but didn't answer.

"Nanming knows me, Nanming knows me!" Jing Ru suddenly clapped his hands and laughed, almost laughing to the point of tears.

He stepped forward frivolously, lifted Nanming's chin with his fan bone, and leaned close to her face.

"I will tell a story with Nanming."

"—Nanming will definitely know me better."