Chapter 1670 Spirit City [13]

The bright moonlight covered the entire small courtyard like silver frost, the evening breeze was gentle, and the shadows of the trees were whirling.

"Sister Sheng'er, are you married yet?" Lingfeng asked Sheng'er beside him pretending to be careless while peeling fresh lychees.

The spirit fruit lychees here are irrigated by the best spirit springs of their spirit race. The flesh is delicious, juicy, sweet but not greasy, especially delicious, and full, especially these peeled lychees, which are white. White and tender, crystal clear.

After peeling a lychee, he handed it to Sheng'er.

Sheng'er propped her forehead with one hand, took the lychee he handed over with the other hand, threw it into her mouth, and said while eating, "I haven't..."

After only saying three words, Sheng'er reacted quickly, raised her chin lightly, reached out and flicked Lingfeng's forehead, "Little guy, what are you doing asking about my private affairs?"

Lingfeng covered his head that had been bounced, and smiled awkwardly, "I'm just asking out of curiosity."

It's unusual to see how big brother looks at sister Sheng'er during the day, he naturally wants to help big brother, besides, he doesn't like Feng Yunxin to be his sister-in-law, it would be great if sister Sheng'er could be with big brother .

"Why don't you ask your sisters Yue and Xuan'er." Sheng'er gave him a blank look.

Lingfeng smiled lightly, "Sister Yue is too cold, sister Xuan'er is too warm, and sister Sheng'er, you have the best temperament, kind and gentle, easy to get along with."

"Stop flattering." Sheng'er stared, she didn't want to guess what this ghost was planning.

"Brother, why are you here so late?" Lingfeng looked at the figure walking slowly outside the courtyard, stood up from his seat, and looked at him with some doubts.

Seeing Ling Jun coming, Sheng'er also showed doubts on his face. He left not long after the banquet, why did he come again?

"I can't sleep. I saw that the light here is still on, so I came over to have a look." Ling Jun's clear face had a gentle smile on his face, he looked up at Sheng'er, and asked in a gentle voice, "Miss Sheng'er, can't you sleep too?"

"En." Sheng'er nodded lightly.

"Miss Sheng'er, are you still used to it here?" Ling Jun sat down on the stone bench next to him.

"I'm used to it, thank you, Young Master Ling, for your concern." Sheng'er smiled generously and decently, and stood up, with a hint of alienation in her soft and gentle voice, "Young Master Ling, it's getting late, I'm going back to my room to rest."

Then he turned and left.

Seeing Sheng'er gradually disappearing into the night, a trace of loneliness flashed in Lingjun's eyes.

"Brother." Lingfeng shouted.

"What's the matter?" Ling Jun came back to his senses, and when he looked at Ling Feng, the loneliness in his eyes had all disappeared.

"Brother, do you really like Feng Yunxin? Do you really want to be engaged to her?" Lingfeng tilted his head, looked up at Lingjun in front of him solemnly, and asked word by word.

Lingfeng's words fell into Lingjun's ears like a heavy hammer, and his heart slowly sank as if falling into a winter lake, his long eyelashes covered the light in his eyes, "Hi! If you don’t like it, so what? It’s my fate, and I can’t go against it.”

"I don't believe in fate! Brother, you don't like her, why did you marry her! Although Feng Yunxin is the second lady of the Xuan family, she has a vicious and jealous personality, and she is not good enough for you! Brother, Destiny is in your own hands, if you don't like her, don't marry her! Don't wrong yourself!" Lingfeng hurriedly remonstrated with an anxious look on his face when he heard the words.

"Feng'er, you are still too young, you don't understand many things." Ling Jun's palm fell on his shoulder, and his voice was slightly, helpless and heavy.

"I don't understand! You obviously don't like her, why did you agree to be engaged to her? Brother, I can tell that you like sister Sheng'er!" Lingfeng shouted emotionally.

"I just think Miss Sheng'er is very special, and there is no other meaning..." Lingjun sighed softly, raised his hand to touch Lingfeng's head, and said with a light smile, "Okay, it's getting late, go early go to sleep."

"Hmph! You can fool others, but you can't fool me! You clearly look at Sister Sheng'er differently from Sister Wangyue and Sister Xuan'er! Brother, why don't you fight for it!" Lingfeng shouted.

"Fight? How to fight? As the young master of the Spirit Race, I don't have the right to decide on marriage. I was born to live for the Spirit Race!" Ling Jun's lips curled up with bitterness, and he shook his head self-deprecatingly, "Feng'er ,go to sleep."

"Brother, if you really marry Feng Yunxin, you will regret it for the rest of your life! The spirit clan is important, but your happiness is equally important!" Lingfeng snorted angrily, turned and ran into the room.

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In the early morning of the next day, the entire Lingfu was bathed in festivities, and lights and festoons were decorated everywhere, beaming with joy.

Even the servants in the mansion put on festive long skirts or robes.

The banquet was held in the hundred gardens, where the garden was full of purples and reds, butterflies were flying around, and the fragrance was fragrant, filling the whole garden.

In this marriage between the Spirit Clan and the Xuan Clan, in addition to the people from the Spirit Clan, people from the Xuan Clan and the Xingyue Clan came, but those who came were all important people. People who are insignificant like that are not qualified to participate in such an engagement. wedding reception.

Today, Feng Yunxin is wearing a fiery red veil dress, wearing a delicate Yaoyun hair bun, and her bright and charming face is covered with delicate and decent makeup, which makes her look radiant and full of vitality. glamorous and noble.

Standing in the center of the crowd, she is very eye-catching and attracts people's attention all the time. Around her are a group of girls around her age, all of whom are looking at her with envy. From today onwards, she is the future of the Spirit Race In addition, she is the second young lady of the Xuan Clan, so it can be said that she is loved by thousands of people, and all the light almost reaches her.

Feng Yunxin enjoyed the adoring and envious eyes of everyone around her. The corners of her lips raised slightly, revealing a generous and gentle smile. Her eyes lightly fell on the dark red figure strolling in front of her, and she moved away with lotus steps. In the past, the voice was infinitely soft, "Brother Jun, you are here."

There was indifference on Lingjun's clear and handsome face, "En."

He was dressed in a dark red robe, outlining his slender and tall figure even more chicly and coolly. His eyebrows were like mountain peaks rising and falling in the mist in the early morning.

His appearance immediately attracted the eyes of countless young girls in the garden. They looked at his exquisite profile like a god's with infatuation. To be favored by the young master, I have no regrets in this life! It's a pity that their status and strength are too low, and they are not qualified to be young wives at all!