The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 653 Qingqiu Fox (End)
An oil-paper umbrella painted with light-colored ink is propped above the head.

Under the umbrella, the boy in red walked forward slowly but firmly, carrying the woman in white skirt on his back.

The fine and dense rain slid from the edge of the oil-paper umbrella, and the faint mist filled the air, and the whole city was filled with a moist atmosphere.

Fenghua put his arms around the young man's neck, holding an umbrella in his hand, and said, "I don't know when the rain will stop. It's better not to go out when it rains, otherwise it will scare others, but it's a pity... ..."

"What a pity."

"I really like rainy days."

The overwhelming rain seems to be able to wash away all the darkness and filth in the world.

She reached out, only to stop at the edge of the umbrella.

One finger away.

Wei Qingci glimpsed this scene out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly paused, and then his voice seemed to come through the rain: "...Have you ever thought about reincarnation?"

*
16 years later.

In Jinling City, big red lanterns were hung in front of Shangfang Rouge Shop, and big red happy characters were pasted on them.

Someone passed by and couldn't help but ask, "What kind of happy event is this?"

The servants of the Rouge Shop replied beamingly: "Young Master Wei, the owner of the century-old Rouge Shop in Jinling, is getting married!"

"congratulations."

"I don't know which beautiful girl you are marrying?"

Someone was well-informed and said with a frightened face:
"—Mei's house in Chengxi, Miss Rouge."

Rouge, plum rouge.

This name seems familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere.

If someone recalls carefully at this time, they will recall that 16 years ago in the Southern Song Dynasty, Wei Zhang experienced a change in the court. The former Zhongcheng Lord Wei Zhang sued the treacherous minister Wei Song for the last of the seven crimes. His murdered fiancée, It is called plum rouge.

Time is always a good medicine for forgetting, and there are not many people who can still remember this matter now.

People now only know that Mr. Wei, the owner of the centuries-old rouge shop in Jinling City, is about to marry the bride named Mei Yanzhi.But I don't know that the fiancée of the former Lord Zhongcheng also has this name.

However, happy events are always happy.

That day, many people came to see the excitement, and the streets of Jinling City were surrounded by common people.

The silver was exchanged for copper coins, and thrown out all the way, everyone smiled and said congratulations, until the big red wedding sedan entered the rouge shop——

"This Mr. Wei is very young."

"I feel like he looked like this 16 years ago. He really has the skills to retain his face."

"Isn't that nonsense. They run a rouge shop, so let's learn about the secret recipe for beauty that has been handed down from our ancestors."

……

night.

All the guests who came to the wedding were sent back. The young man was dressed in a red robe, his skin was like beautiful jade, and his delicate white cheeks were dyed with a thin crimson color, making him look even more stunning.

The newlyweds in everyone's mouth did not sit upright on the bed covered with red dates, longan and lotus seeds like ordinary women, obediently waiting for her husband to lift up the red hijab.

But -

The woman who took off the red hijab and the phoenix crown by herself, with long black hair draped behind her shoulders, sat at the table of the Eight Immortals, poured a glass of wine from the pot, shook the glass carelessly in her slender hand, and sipped it slowly.

Seeing the young man open the door and coming in, he greeted him like a master, raised his delicate chin, "Here he is at last, sit down."

Wei Qingci closed the door behind her back, walked over slowly, and sat down beside her, smelling like musk deer.

Extra tempting.

Fenghua licked her red lips, the color of her beautiful pupils, slightly drunk with alcohol, changed from light to dark.

Taking advantage of the boy's beauty, she took a sip of wine and thought:
Don't be in a hurry for a moment, anyway, the future will be long.

She was playing with the pocket wine glass, her ten fingers were slender, as white as jade.

He slowly poured a glass of wine for the young man, "Come on, let's chat while drinking."

Wei Qingci was a little drunk, but obediently picked up the wine that Fenghua handed over, and drank it down with his head raised.

A little transparent wine slipped from the corner of his mouth onto the big red robe, and the movement of raising his head made the young man reveal his beautiful throat, and his slender and graceful neck.

"...What are you talking about?" The boy put down his glass and asked.

Fenghua rested his chin, looked at him, lightly tapped the Eight Immortals table a few times with his pale jade-like fingers: "For example, what are you?"

Being able to see ghosts and serve as a temporary host for the soul body can still be explained by psychic techniques and metaphysics.

She doesn't think that people can keep their appearance unchanged for 16 years, as if they have never aged.

So, what exactly is this—

Under Feng Hua's scorching gaze, the young man whose cheeks were slightly tipsy like peach blossoms, pursed his lips and said, "Rouzhi, have you heard of a place?"

"Where?"

"Qingqiu."

……

According to the Shan Hai Jing, there are foxes in Qingqiu, which dominate the five wastelands.

Wei Celadon comes from the country of Qingqiu, one of the monarchs of Qingqiu Five Desolation.

The first emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty once released a white fox donated by his ministers.

That white fox is the young Wei Qingci.

The former emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty was kind to Wei Qingci, so he made a promise to the former emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty.

The first emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty was dead, and this promise was naturally inherited by his descendants.

No problem.

Anyway, he has a long life.

But I never thought that I came to Jinling on a whim, opened this small rouge shop, and met her.

After Wei Qingci finished speaking, she pursed her lips, and her beautiful pupils were stained with imperceptible anxiety, "Are you afraid?"

"Why are you afraid?" Fenghua asked back, with a disdainful smile, "At the beginning, I was still a ghost, are you afraid?"

of course not.

The boy shook his head, heaving a sigh of relief.

How could Her Majesty the Queen be afraid.She was even a little... a little excited.

He hooked his fingers at the young man, raised his chin, and said in a commanding tone, "You, change yourself and show me—"

The young man was startled.

However, in the end do it.

Qingqiu white fox has nine tails, each of which is fluffy and beautiful, with snow-white fur.

Fenghua touched it with his hand.

Under the soft, white and fluffy hair, the tail looks like a bone but not a bone.

……

Under the moonlight penetrating in from the window, the red candle flickered and swayed slightly, flickering and flickering.

The long black hair is intertwined and entangled, and the snow-colored skin sometimes flashes charmingly in the dark night.

"Ding! The target character Wei Qingci, favorability +5, strategy completion 100!"

(End of this chapter)