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He was invited.

Logically and emotionally, he should go.

Thus, he stood up and took out two pieces of top-notch spiritual jade as a congratulatory gift.

The gift was not bad. To ordinary people, it was a priceless treasure, but to him, it was nothing.

The wedding was held on Cold Moon Peak.

The bride was the adopted sister of the current Princess Consort Qing, An Xun.

The groom was Xiao Yi, the youngest son of the White Cloud Monastery’s abbot.

The two of them could be considered a match made in heaven, and their statuses could be considered to be well-matched. After all, other than a small number of forces, no one knew that the current “Verdant King” was just a whetstone.

As his thoughts raced, Xia Ji had already stepped onto a lonely boat. The boat broke through the autumn waters and reached the other shore.

He tightened his cloak to avoid the rain and walked to an empty lake. He looked at the small forest where yellow leaves were fluttering. There was a figure in the forest who was also wrapped in a cloak, holding an umbrella, and even wearing a mask.

Xia Ji wasn’t surprised. He seemed to have known that she would come, so he looked at the figure from afar and said, “”Long time no see.”

The figure stepped on the ground. It was small and light, and its flippers were like a cat’s.

Just by looking at the figure, one could tell that it was a woman, and a woman with a myriad of flirtatious looks.

She walked up to Xia Ji and scolded, ‘”Why didn’t you use an umbrella? Do you like to get wet in the rain that much?”

Xia Ji waved her umbrella down and smiled. “”Get drenched with me.”

The figure obediently put away the umbrella and allowed the cold rain to fall. Soon, his clothes and cloak were wet, and he looked just like Xia Ji.

“An Rongrong, ” Xia Ji said her name.

The figure shook his head.

“Rongrong?” Xia Ji smiled.

The figure shook his head.

The two of them were silent for a while, but the bleak autumn rain suddenly became gentle. This gentleness was not superficial, but hid a kind of dullness and brilliance that flowed into the future.

“There is only Su Yueqing in this world,” the figure said softly.

Through the mask, Xia Ji looked at her eyes, which had regained their charm and charm, and appeared mysterious and independent.

The eldest princess of the Su family had found herself in these ten years and became stronger. Whether it was her strength or her temperament, she had re-established her own structure. She could use cooperation, but she would never relv on anv existing structure-

He knew that An Rongrong was here to attend his sister’s wedding, but she couldn’t be An Rongrong, so she had put on a mask and secretly came to find him because she wanted to attend her sister’s wedding with him.

This was the end of her identity. It was the last time she would do something as An Rongrong.

Xia Ji suddenly realized that he understood her.

She had obviously noticed this.

Hence, the eyes behind the mask curved into a crescent moon again, transmitting a smiling face behind the mask.

“Shall we go?” Xia Ji asked.

An Rongrong…No, Su Yueqing threw away the umbrella and placed her small hand on Xia Ji’s arm like a cat’s paw. Then, she used her strength to drill around his stiff arm, making it soft. Then, she stuck to him like a cat.

He was close but he maintained his independence.

Then, they walked into the distance together.

The two of them were silent for the entire journey.

He chose two ordinary rooms in the inn and stayed the night.

The next morning, Su Yueqing took off her mask and revealed her charming face. Her skin was like flawless suet jade, but it was flowing with a burning fire. It was as if if if you accidentally touched her, you would be burned by the fire and unable to extricate yourself.

She disguised herself slightly in front of the bronze mirror, weakening her beauty and making it mediocre. Then, she changed into ordinary gorgeous clothes.

Xia Ji casually changed his appearance and changed into the same ordinary clothes.

Immortal Mirror Lake wasn’t suitable to attend the wedding between a noble and a Daoist, but an Immortal with a hidden identity could.

After doing all this, the two of them seemed to have turned into an ordinary couple in the human world.

He hired a carriage and went to Cold Moon Peak.

Cold Moon Peak was located in a mountain called Cang He Mountain in the south.

Cang He Mountain once had a legend of immortals, so the atmosphere of Taoism was quite rich.

However, the White Cloud Temple did not prohibit disciples from marrying.

A few years ago, the youngest son of the White Cloud Monastery’s Abbey Dean, Xiao Yi, met An Xun by chance in Juye City. Both of them were at the age where their hearts were stirred, so they fell in love at first sight. After that, the two of them experienced various things before they firmly came together and decided to get married.

Ru Mengxue naturally knew who An Xun was. In the past, she couldn’t do anything about it, but now that something like this had happened, she naturally took advantage of the situation and acknowledged An Xun as her adopted sister.

From a certain perspective, she, the general of the Revolutionary Army and the instigator of the Qing King’s impending rebellion, was connected to those two people through an invisible bond.

The wedding was held at Cang He Mountain.

The White Cloud Temple was at the top of the mountain, and the wedding was held at the mountain villa.

The wedding banquet was divided into an inner hall and an outer hall. There were only a few dozen people in the inner hall, while the outer hall was below the steps. The outer hall used round tables.

At this moment, both the inner hall and the outer hall were bustling with activity. There were many guests, and all of them were rich and powerful..