Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Chapter 315: The Bishop Wakes Up Every Day (65)

Jun Jiuling said faintly, “It would be better to wait for another period of time. ”

Yunnan's red lips curled slightly, and a little laughter appeared on the bottom of her eyes. "Okay, let's wait until Madame's body is better. ”

It's just this wait for the news that everyone doesn't want to hear.

Three days, three days together, just between moments.

After taking the medicine, Shen Mubai lay in bed and watched Junjiu Mausoleum, who was cornered for her. He tried to say anything but couldn't say anything.

Seeing her gaze, Junjiu Ling looked over and a little drowsiness appeared on the bottom of her eyes. “What's wrong? ”

Shen Wood shook his head white, "Good night.” Goodbye, King Jiu Ling.

Lie down on the girl's forehead and drop a kiss. The voice of King Jiu Ling was low and gentle, "Good night. ”

As he walked out the door, the system hint echoed in the white mind of Shen Wood, "Three days are up, ask the host to be ready to go to the next world. ”

.....

Yunnan will never forget the day when the Bishop held the Lady out of the room, and the silence and facelessness of her eyes made her feel more heartbreaking than hysteria.

She could only tremble her lips and persuade her forward, "Bishop...”

Those dark eyes could not lift half the magnitude. Junjiuling just looked at Yunnan and said in a moody tone, “Three lords, the matter of marriage is up to you. ”

Yunnan was shocked, but looking at the bishop in front of her, she couldn't even say half a sentence.

Wu Er, too, could only watch the bishop walk by holding the person in his arms.

The happiness took place on that day, and some of the elders in the teaching were almost spitting blood in anger and were categorically opposed.

However, it is useless for them to object any longer, and nobody can shake the decision of Junjiuling.

Even the lobby was filled with joy, but the bride was a dead man.

It was clearly a happy day, and no one in the teaching could laugh, except King Jiu Ling.

He held the bride all the way to continue the day's unfinished marriage.

The smile on the lips is gentle, just letting the hearts of those who look beside them seep straight into each other.

As a happy woman, Yunnan moved her lips and could not say a word for a long time.

Jun Jiuling, dressed in the bridegroom's costume, lifted up that beautiful face. The shape of the slim body under the ink hair was impeccable. The narrow eyes did not see the bottom, and the smile on the lips was creepy and gentle. “Third Master, you should read it. ”

Yunnan's throat was choked and she spit out the words, “Ask the bride and groom to worship the house. ”

“Worship heaven and earth...”

“Second Bye High Hall...”

Husband and Wife Worship...

The next words could not say anything, the cloudy woman could only cover her mouth, tears flowing out of the corner of her eyes, swallowing.

Jun Jiuling raised her gaze, and her gloomy eyes fell on her, "Lord Sanchong, today is the day of great joy for me and White White. ”

When he finished, he glanced down at the hall and said softly, "What do you mean you're crying about a face? ”

Those people shuddered and squeezed an ugly smile on their faces.

Jun Jiuling smiled joyfully. He lifted the red cap over the girl's head and revealed that slightly miserable white face, because of the application of rouge, which revealed a slightly strange divine color.

Jun Jiuling did not see anything, his lips smiled gently, his eyes filled with love like it was going to spill. He leaned over and kissed the girl's forehead and lowered his voice, “White, worship the house, you are my wife. ”

Newlywed oars, the groom walks out of the lobby with the bride and leaves behind the elder hall principals.

I don't know who said, “The bishop is crazy. ”

Like a thunderbolt, it landed in everyone's ears, stinging with eardrums.

Jun Jiuling disappeared with the body, and no one knew where he had gone.

To the Fire Lotus, only the cloud maid and Wu Er several people looked down the mountain every day and prayed that one day the Bishop would return.

Even with the cold ashes, even if the only one in this life is married.