Her thought was a bit nonsensical. So after Ning Xuemo casually asked this sentence, he also left this thought behind.

Shen Jiuli's expression moved slightly, and after he saw her growing up, he also had an inexplicable illusion of familiarity......

Is this fate? Or is it a coincidence?

He didn't speak, and Ning Xuemo didn't ask anymore, she occasionally turned her head and saw the white clouds around her flying by her side like a whirlwind, and she was far behind her in the blink of an eye!

God, this speed! Much higher than the top speed of the Kirin!

The great god deserves to be a great god, chatting with her, and curling her hair, and she can still make the speed so fast!

What was even more rare was that she didn't feel a little wind, not even a little vibration, and she almost doubted that if she put a glass of water on this cloud, it wouldn't spill out......

She looked around again, and there was no shadow of the little unicorn, presumably she was left far behind by the great god.

This kind of ability is really perverted......

No wonder he can be above everyone, he really has this capital!

"Great God, when will I be able to cultivate such a skill as yours?" Ning Xuemo felt envious.

"Work hard." Shen Jiuli hugged her and sat on the clouds, watching the clouds roll up.

"At the very least, quickly cultivate to the eighth level of the ground level." He added this sentence in his heart. He didn't think about it in his previous life, he just wanted to grasp the present, he just wanted to grasp her in his arms......

Ning Xuemo was hugged by him, faintly sleepy. She's had so little time off lately.

"If you are sleepy, sleep and I'll call you when you get there." Shen Jiuli fingers flicked her eyelashes.

"Oh." She was rarely obedient, arched in his arms, and sure enough, she fell asleep boldly and confidently.

……

The red wedding dress is neatly folded on the spring stool, and there is a phoenix crown on it, and the phoenix crown is inlaid with various colored gems and glittering.

Yan Ziyuan sat in front of the dresser, looking at the people reflected in the mirror and was a little distracted.

"Miss, this is the wedding dress prepared for you by a hundred top embroidery girls sent by the master, do you like it?" The little girl next to her, Huan Xi'er, was full of joy.

Do you like it?

Yan Ziyuan raised her hand and touched the fabric of the wedding dress, and the smooth fabric was as soft as water in her palm.

I guess I like it, right? She is finally going to marry the man she likes, how can she not like it?

This day is what she dreams and looks forward to, and tomorrow she will wear this phoenix crown and be the bride of her sweetheart......

She should have been very happy, but in her heart she always seemed to have lost something, and she was a little unwilling. As the date of the big day approached, she was even a little panicked, and she had a kind of ** that wanted to escape......

"Miss, you seem to be a little unhappy?" Xi'er was keenly aware of her emotions, thought for a while and said, "Miss doesn't really need to worry about that woman for the sake of appearance. She didn't come through until three days later, and Gu Gongzi only accepted her as a concubine, not even a flat wife. No matter what, she is also under you, and she will kowtow to you when she enters the door......"

Yan Ziyuan's fingers stiffened on the wedding dress and slowly withdrew.

Yes, Gu Ziyan told her that he owed Rong Yan's father a favor, and he once promised Rong Yan's father that he would take care of her for the rest of his life, that is, he must also marry Rong Yan.

Of course, Gu Ziyan also said that he liked her most Yan Ziyuan, so he wanted to marry her as his wife, and as for his appearance, he could only 'pity her and be willing to be a concubine'.