I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 122|Extra 1: Wedding (End)

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Mr. Long took her hand and pushed open the door.

The inside is even more beautiful than the outside. Every place seems strange and there are traces of their past life.

"This is a spiritual field."

——Madam can plant some spiritual plants here without having to re-cultivate them so hard every time.

"This is a very sunny yard."

——There is also a large deck chair inside, and the previous wheelchair has not been thrown away. If Madam wants to, she can bask in the sun with Long in the yard.

"This is a much larger room than before."

——The warm jade bed is also much larger than the previous one, and the curtains have been replaced with new ones, bright red, very festive.

"This is my study, and walking a little further is the alchemy room."

A certain dragon glanced at Mu Wanwan slightly, and when he saw her natural expression, he quietly curled his lips. The dragon would not admit that he planned this because he wanted to practice with his wife in the future.

He looked away and walked happily, like a shy and proud big boy showing off his treasure to the girl he loved deeply.

Mu Wanwan let him pull her, and walked briskly through the entire "new home" from the steps paved at the door, with the stone gaps cleaned.

Everywhere is carefully considered, even the corners that the eyes occasionally glance at are not boring, dotted with some unknown flowers and plants, and even some exquisitely designed corners are dotted with golden and shiny flowers. gem.

It’s Mr. Long’s taste.

After looking at it for a long time, it actually looks pretty good.

This is what he gave her, a fairy tale castle that looks different.

"This is Mengyu's room." Mr. Long pulled her, walked two steps in from the wedding room decorated with bright red brocade silk and scattered gems, and pushed open a small door.

Mu Wanwan fell into silence facing the pink decorations in the room, watching Mr. Long place Mengmeng, who was still an egg, in the middle of the bed, "I set up the formation, and this room has a lot of spiritual power. And the temperature is just right.”

He blinked shyly, called her softly, and looked at her narrowly, "Madam... there is another room next door."

This is already a very straightforward hint to the dragon.

Mu Wanwan also understood. She blushed a little and said vaguely, "Well..."

"Can I use it in the future?" Mr. Long bit his lower lip, took her hand, and asked seriously.

Mu Wanwan: "...Yes, probably."

He leaned forward, kissed the side of her face, and brushed his lips against her ear, giving her a tingling feeling, "Long...waiting for Madam."

Mu Wanwan’s ears felt a little hot, and she was a little surprised that he took the initiative today, which was rare, "Well..."

Mr. Long chuckled lightly and held the person in his arms.

Mu Wanwan didn’t resist and hugged his waist.

They have nothing to fear or worry about now.

……

Time flies when you are with the one you love. In the blink of an eye, it is already two days before the wedding.

Mu Wanwan originally thought that they would hold a wedding ceremony on the island, but she was still wondering why Jiu Qing and the others had not come yet after they had agreed to come. She also wanted Jiu Qing to help her take a look at the money Mr. Long bought. Which wedding outfit looks better?

Mu Wanwan was troubled by the room that Long had specially set aside to store wedding clothes and jewelry. When I asked Long, he said they were all very beautiful. Mu Wanwan struggled for a long time, and finally fell asleep sleepily. .

When she woke up the next day, she was surprised to find that she was no longer at home on the island.

"Are you awake?" Mr. Long was half lying on the bed, his clothes were messy, and he tilted his head to look at her.

Mu Wanwan was stunned, got up from his arms, and looked at the slightly familiar room with surprise, "Is this the capital city?"

"Yes." Mr. Long sat up, his thin clothes could not hide his beautiful muscle lines, "Tomorrow is the wedding."

His eyes were full of smiles, maybe because he was nervous, and he talked a lot close to her.

After listening to his explanation, Mu Wanwan realized that Mr. Long was still a dragon who wanted to show off.

The place was chosen in the newly built capital city, and the procedures were complicated one by one. Mu Wanwan was a little dizzy after hearing this.

In fact, after the war, Mr. Long discussed with her that he would temporarily take over the power of the Dragon Clan. When everything was stable, he would no longer continue to be the leader and take her around the mainland.

Mu Wanwan has no objection to this. What she wants has always been simple. She wants a life without the constant pressure of death. She wants to work hard to become stronger. She wants to live longer. with him.

As for the power and status, it doesn't matter if she has them or not.

"Tomorrow is the wedding day." It was rare for Mr. Long to say a lot of words. In fact, he had been sleeping with her for so long. In the eyes of outsiders, he had done everything in the past two days→ _→

But in fact it hasn’t happened yet, and he is also looking forward to it, "I want to **** today."

Mu Wanwan nodded, she was okay, she felt a little uneasy, but not as abnormal as Long.

Mu Wanwan simply put on clothes and washed up, then was pulled by Mr. Long to put on a heavy dress——

A set of bright red wedding clothes that looks pretty good.

She originally wanted to ask why she didn't ask a maid to help, but as soon as she thought about it, she knew that it was probably Mr. Long who didn't want to get close to others, even the maid.

He didn’t know when he learned how to draw eyebrows. He stood beside her and applied makeup on her bit by bit.

Mu Wanwan was tickled by him, but she let him do it. His hands were very steady, and the final result turned out to be quite good.

She looked at herself in the mirror with long eyelashes and red lips, and was very satisfied with her husband's craftsmanship.

But...

Mu Wanwan glanced at the rouge on the table, stood up, and pressed a certain dragon on the chair. In his doubtful gaze, he touched a touch of red on his fingertips and rubbed it on his cheek.

Mr. Long didn't expect that she would suddenly act like this. She was a little dazed, with her curved and upturned eyelashes curled up, her pink lips pursed, and a bright red on her cheeks, which made him even more handsome.

Looking down, you can see his beautiful neck and the bright red groom's suit.

It turned out to be even more beautiful than her, the bride who was about to go to court.

Mu Wanwan was a bit dumbfounded.

Mr. Long lit up his finger and wiped it on his cheek, and the bright red mark disappeared.

He pulled Mu Wanwan, who was smiling happily, and picked her up, "Jiu Qing and the others are waiting outside."

Mu Wan bent down and hugged his neck tightly, a little surprised, "When did they come?"

Mr. Long rubbed her cheek and said, "The day before yesterday."

Mu Wanwan: “…………”

He came the day before yesterday, how could this dragon have the nerve to make people wait for so long.

"It's okay, I said you were too tired to rest." Mr. Long explained seriously.

Mu Wanwan: “…………”

Yes, she practiced a little hard the day before yesterday, and she was indeed tired and was resting. However, it is easy for people to misunderstand what Mr. Long said! !

Sure enough, when Mu Wanwan was carried out by Mr. Long, he met the teasing eyes of Jiu Qing who was standing in front of the door.

Jiu Qing was wearing a lavender dress today. When he saw her being carried out, he immediately cast a "you know" look at her. The beauty of the little princess shocked Mu Wanwan.

After the call came, I was very embarrassed.

She glanced at Mr. Long with a bit of complaint, but found that the dragon looked at her with a more aggrieved look.

He didn't seem to care how many people around were looking at them, he just said close to her, "I'm prettier than Jiu Qing."

His voice is not loud, but everyone can hear it clearly.

Jiu Qing: "..."

Wu Jin, who was standing next to Jiu Qing and looked evil, finally came to replace Uncle Chen: "..."

He had not believed it before when he heard that the Lord of the Dragon Clan regarded the little princess as his love rival, but he did believe it now. However, he was a little unhappy when he saw Jiu Qing and Mu Wanwan stuck together.

When Jiu Qing insisted on saving Mu Wanwan, he was a little unhappy.

Although he didn't show it.

Jiu Qing sighed helplessly, clapped her hands without arguing, and two spiritual horses appeared in front of them.

First, go around the city, then take the pearl from the deep sea, and finally take off a trace of thunder from the sea of ​​clouds as a ring. These poisonous rituals that are energy-consuming and time-consuming are all carefully designed by Mr. Long.

This is really a dragon with a heavy sense of ritual.

By the time Mu Wanwan was carried by Mr. Long to collect a ray of moonlight that was said to be the purest, and returned to the mansion, it was already late at night. But before she had much rest, Jiu Qing, who was very energetic, took her to meet Aunt Yun and Uncle Zong.

When Mu Wanwan saw Aunt Yun who had regained her complexion, she felt a little better. Before she could chat with Aunt Yun for a few words, they pulled her through another complicated baptism and dress-up process. This time, the wedding dress, It was much thicker than the one just paraded through the streets.

Mu Wanwan struggled for four or five hours before completing the ceremony.

While she was adding makeup, Jiu Qing came in from the outside and brought back a piece of news that made Mu Wanwan feel more balanced——

Maybe it’s because this is a formal wedding, her master is also here, and she also brings a few friends. Although she can’t beat Mr. Long, fortunately, Mr. Long is very respectful and honest. They've been hammering away all night, and it's not over yet.

Mu Wanwan imagined Mr. Long being disciplined obediently, with a smile on his face.

Jiu Qing's heart was slightly sour, but it was quickly washed away by joy. Today was a big day, and she should be happy for Wanwan.

"Okay." Aunt Yun buttoned her clothes with the last sixth-order sea pearl, "The auspicious time is almost here."

Aunt Hua pushed open the door of the room, and her consciousness scanned that the dragon had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time.

"Go quickly." Jiu Qing smiled at her and put the long red satin into her hand.

Mu Wanwan pinched the spiritual silk, and for the first time she felt like she was really getting married. Although she had always regarded Mr. Long as her husband before, something seemed to change from this moment on. Same.

She smiled at the people in the room, turned around, and met Mr. Long’s gaze not far away. She looked at his unnaturally clenched fists in amusement, with a bright light flashing from time to time in his eyes. The fluttering red silk shook slightly, as if he was restrained.

Mu Wanwan didn’t hesitate, she held one end of the spiritual silk, and the lustrous spiritual energy floated around her. The silk satin held her forward, and the red skirt rippled. When he was slightly stunned for a moment, he flew in. In his arms, the ceremony that Aunt Hua had been instructing for a long time was omitted.

Mr. Long also forgot that he was taught to "hold her hand first and then make a promise."

He just caught her firmly and held her tightly.

"This boy." The leader next to Mo Teng, who rarely used illusions to disguise his skin color, blew his beard angrily, "Why don't you make a promise?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the two young men who were hugging each other suddenly lit up with a somewhat dazzling golden light.

Almost instantly, the color of the world changed.

Jiu Qing stared blankly at the light falling from the sky, Aunt Hua pursed her lips and smiled, Wu Jin looked in the direction of Jiu Qing, Chi Yan silently put down the gift and was about to leave in relief, and the surviving dragon clan still in the capital ……

In the hearts of everyone, there is an eternal melody, like the sound of all things.

There are no specific words, but it makes everyone feel clear——

This newlywed couple is blessed by the great road.

After a brief silence, everyone came back to their senses and felt a little confused: originally, the plan was to make a promise to each other under their witness, but it was better for one person and one dragon to swear directly to Dao Dao, which was cruel enough.

"That's all." The leader waved his hand with a smile on his face, "This dragon should not be sorry for my disciple."

On the other hand, Uncle Chen looked at him speechlessly. There was no need to worry. If Long Gan did anything to apologize to Wanwan in the future, Dao Dao First would not be able to spare him.

But...

What they didn't know was that Mu Wanwan also made the same vow to that delicate and sensitive dragon.

Never leave, never give up, never regret, until the end of the soul.