All the Three Realms know that the Heavenly Emperor has a white moonlight

"The engagement ceremony is today?" Ling Xiao suddenly jumped up from the bed, grabbed Tan Yuan's sleeve and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

Tan Yuan looked at Ling Xiao gently, lowered his head and played with his fingers: "Three days."

Ling Xiao left Tan Yuan and hurried outside.

"Xiao Jiu, what are you going to do?" Tan Yuan quickly hugged him by the waist and rubbed him into his arms.

Ling Xiao found that it seemed that since the last time he was inexplicably called out of his body by Bai Zhan, Tan Yuan liked to touch him more and more.

"Even if it's a plan, it's too hasty, right?" Ling Xiao scratched the back of his head, "I'm not ready yet."

Tan Yuan chuckled: "When you are ready, I am afraid that the patriarch of the White Tiger Clan will not be able to survive."

"Ah?" Ling Xiao was taken aback.

Tan Yuan raised the corner of his mouth: "It is said that Bai Xihe was seriously injured by Bai Jilan, and he wanted to watch Bai Zhan get married before he died, and inherit the position of Patriarch of the White Tiger Clan."

"Didn't you say that the situation has improved?" Ling Xiao was taken aback for a moment, but he did not expect that Bai Xihe's injury had become so serious.

Tan Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, helped Ling Xiao straighten his clothes, and said casually, "Who can say for sure about this kind of thing?"

"It's strange for you to say," Ling Xiao stood obediently, and asked Tan Yuan to help him tidy up his clothes. "After the previous king of the White Tiger Clan died, instead of passing the throne to his two children, he passed it on to him." Brother. His younger brother is dying, and he does not pass the throne to his own children, but to his elder brother's children."

Tan Yuan said lightly, "Maybe it's because Bai Cixi is still young."

The young spirit race who has not yet reached five hundred years old, and does not have such a heaven-defying talent as Tan Yuan, even if he is forced to support him to the top, in the face of Bai Jilan and Bai Zhan, two cousins ​​who are powerful in martial arts and more intelligent than monsters, , Bai Cixi, who is still a blank sheet of paper, has no chance of winning at all.

If the patriarch of the Tiger Clan wasn't an idiot, he would naturally have figured this out.

"Where's Sister?" Ling Xiao didn't want to think about the internal affairs of the White Tiger Clan, after all, every holy clan has an unaccountable bad debt, and their Feng Clan is no exception.

"It's outside." Tan Yuan pointed to the door.

Although the wedding with Baizhan is just a plan, it still needs to be pretentiously prepared.

Looking at the people from the Feng clan gathered outside, Ling Xiao happily ran out and plunged into the crowd.

He likes to join in the fun, and prefers to get close to his long-lost clansmen.

In comparison, the Feng Clan is the most united among the Four Great Saint Clans.

Outside the royal city, the sky is full of clouds.

Countless phoenixes, big and small, gathered in the glow towards the main nest.

The high and low Fengming is clear and soft, as if all the Feng people are composing a joyful song together.

Feng Lingshu was wearing a bright red robe, her long crow-colored hair was combed on the top of her hair, and a golden pagoda-shaped phoenix crown was pressed between her hair, and layers of golden snail clouds covered her thick long hair. Feng Lingshu looked more and more noble and elegant.

Several girls from the Feng family around were inserting more hairpins one by one for her. Instead of concealing her beauty, those colorful accessories made Feng Lingshu even more dazzling.

Among the Feng Clan, the only one who could compete with her in appearance was her younger brother Feng Lingxiao.

It's a pity that Feng Lingxiao has never been a person who cared about his appearance, and he was often troubled by his outstanding appearance.

For example, right now, when he walked up to Elder Sister's side step by step, everyone in the clan quieted down in unison, staring at him with surprised or shocked eyes.

Ling Xiao shook his head in his heart, turned his head slightly to Tan Yuan beside him and said, "Look, it's another group of people who are fascinated by my beauty."

Holding back the smile on the corner of his mouth, Tan Yuan reminded softly: "Xiao Jiu, you may have forgotten that in their eyes, the real Feng Xiaojiu is already dead."

Ling Xiao paused, yes, he almost forgot about this.

Then why are the clansmen still staring at him like this...

After a moment of silence, he heard the answer from a passerby.

"Is that the legendary Emperor Xuanji? Sure enough, he is as handsome as in the legend. I'm afraid it will be difficult to pick out someone more beautiful than him in the Three Realms."

"Who is the fairy beside him? Why is his appearance somewhat similar to that of the Eldest Princess?"

"It's just the pampering of an Israeli servant. Do you think he really looks like this? He clearly borrowed the appearance of our Highness Xiaojiu."

"Ah? Is it His Royal Highness Xiaojiu who protected the holy world by himself during the rebellion thousands of years ago?"

"That's right, this man's name is Lingxiao Xianjun, and he is the Marshal of the Heavenly Soldiers in the Heaven Realm. But we all know that he is just a substitute for His Royal Highness Xiaojiu."

"Hey, why did senior say that?"

"You are still young, so you don't know what happened thousands of years ago. That Emperor Xuanji was originally a pair with His Highness Xiaojiu of our tribe. The two of them have a very strong relationship. Then the wedding ceremony can be held. It's just that His Royal Highness Xiao Jiu passed away... Hundreds of years later, this man ascended to heaven, and because he had a face exactly like His Highness Xiao Jiu, he was especially favored by the emperor... ...."

"Oh", the person who listened to the story nodded meaningfully, "In other words, does Emperor Xuanji just use this fairy as a substitute for His Royal Highness Xiaojiu?"

"Hush, what kind of person is Emperor Xuanji, how can you allow you to gossip here?" The person next to him immediately stopped the two of them.

The rest of the people also fell silent.

However, Tan Yuan and Ling Xiao still heard the conversations of these people verbatim.

Ling Xiao silently rubbed the center of his brows, did the whole Three Realms think he was a substitute recruited by Tan Yuan?

"Give me your hand." Tan Yuan noticed Ling Xiao's depression, and put his hand in front of him.

Ling Xiao paused for a moment, then put his hand in without politeness, held Tan Yuan's hand tightly in full view, and walked in the crowd as if swearing sovereignty.

Wherever the two of them went, the people nearby immediately retreated, and a large open space immediately vacated around them.

Ling Xiao: "..."

I always felt that the clansmen looked at him as if they were looking at some kind of beauty, which made him feel a little guilty for no reason.

In front of the main nest, Feng Hui leaned lazily on the throne.

"The patriarch of the Feng clan." Tan Yuan nodded lightly to Feng Hui.

Feng Hui stood up symbolically, and saluted Tan Yuan.

After all, in terms of status, the Emperor of the Heaven Realm is still above the four patriarchs.

Tan Yuan nodded slightly, and simply pulled Ling Xiao to sit down on the side chair next to him.

The well-dressed Feng Lingshu was sitting opposite them, his expression was so calm that no emotion could be seen.

Anyway, in the Three Realms, he is now regarded as a foolish king who is greedy for beauty, so he might as well just take this title for granted.

Ling Xiao stared at the complicated eyes of the people around her, and sat cross-legged on the side chair with a smile on her face, enjoying the right to act recklessly as a demon concubine who would harm the country.

"Father, how long do we have to wait?" After sitting for a while, Ling Xiao couldn't sit still, and asked in a low voice.

Feng Hui covered his side face with a wide sleeve robe, and on his serious and handsome face just now, there was the same bitter expression as Ling Xiao: "According to the rules, we have to wait until the Tiger Clan come to welcome the bride at night."

"Why is it so long?" Ling Xiao frowned bitterly, trying to discuss with Feng Hui, "Can you send Sister over earlier?"

Feng Hui secretly shook his head: "I also want to quickly solve this mess of the Tiger Clan, so that I can go to the fantasy world to bring your mother back. But you also know your elder sister's temper...... "

Hearing the whispering conversation between the two, the corners of Feng Lingshu's eyes twitched.

She slowly picked up the gold bottle in front of her, and coughed faintly.

The two who had just whispered to each other immediately resumed their upright sitting posture, staring at the teacup in front of them without turning their eyes.

Tan Yuan, who was sitting next to him, shook his head amusedly, picked up a few Ling Xiao's favorite foods from the table in front of him, and handed them to him after carefully handling them.

Seeing that Ling Xiao was enjoying Tan Yuan's service with peace of mind, Feng Hui and Feng Lingshu exchanged glances helplessly.

This has been the case since more than 1000 years ago. Tan Yuan always took care of their family Xiaojiu in every possible way.Sometimes they even feel that Tan Yuan is not taking care of his partner, but a silly son.

So much so that even though Feng Lingxiao grew up, he still habitually regards the Dragon Clan and Tan Yuan's lair as his home, and instead regards the Feng Clan as an inn, and brings Tan Yuan over to play when he is free.

"Xiao Jiu, when is your wedding ceremony going to be held?" Feng Lingshu asked suddenly after taking a sip of spiritual tea.

This question stunned Ling Xiao for a moment, and he subconsciously turned his gaze to Tan Yuan.

Tan Yuan unhurriedly wiped the juice on his hands with a handkerchief, and at the same time raised his eyes to scan the two men staring at him: "This time, it will be held when we return to the heaven."

Hearing this, Feng Hui nodded and shook his head.

He couldn't bear to part with his Xiaojiu, this little guy was still a child in his eyes, but he had gone through two lives in a blink of an eye.

No matter how reluctant Feng Hui was, there was no reason to continue to keep him in the Feng Clan.

Feng Lingshu nodded lightly: "This matter should be done sooner rather than later, and it will change later. Since you both have this intention, I think it's best to hold the wedding ceremony earlier."

"It's nothing." Ling Xiao carelessly gnawed at the Lingtao in his hand, "Anyway, we've already signed a soul contract..."

Before the words fell, he knew he had made a slip of the tongue, and closed his mouth with a guilty conscience.

"The soul contract has already been decided?" Feng Lingshu and Feng Hui were both taken aback.

Rao Fenghui loved Qingli so much that he didn't even want to be the patriarch, but he still only made a three-life contract with Qingli.

Establish a soul contract...

Feng Lingshu and Feng Hui exchanged a look, and then they both smiled in relief.

They have always noticed Tan Yuan's determination towards Xiao Jiu, and there is really no need to worry about the relationship between these two.

"You said that the wedding ceremony will be held when you go back, is that true?" Ling Xiao tugged on Tan Yuan's sleeve weakly.

Tan Yuan raised the corner of his mouth: "When have I ever lied to you?"

Ling Xiao bit her lower lip and shook her head.

It's just that although there are many marriages between male and female fairy couples in the heavens, it is the first time in the world that the emperor of the heavens wants to marry a male queen.

Could it be that after Tan Yuan married a man for the first time in the human world, he still plans to do it again in the heavenly world?

Tan Yuan rubbed the back of Ling Xiao's hand, smiled lightly and remained silent.

After dealing with the affairs of the holy world, the wedding ceremony between him and Xiao Jiu should naturally be put on the agenda.

After all, it is also a very torturous thing for the Dragon Clan to be in estrus without a partner by their side.