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Chapter 1293 I don't know if the happy house is still there?


Gu Xijiu didn't expect to meet Long Siye here, so she subconsciously hid among the flowers.

After hiding, she suddenly remembered that no one here could see her.

As expected, Long Siye and the other two didn't see her.

They passed by the flowers where she was hiding without even turning their heads to look at her.

The two people were obviously worried and didn't talk much along the way, so they just walked over.

The atmosphere in the entire Fucang Palace was not generally depressing, and it was incomparable with the excitement that Gu Xijiu had here a few days ago.

Gu Xijiu stood there for a moment, during which many people passed by her in a hurry, but still no one glanced at her.

Is this a dream or an out-of-body experience?

Gu Xijiu herself was a little confused.

She vaguely remembered that she drank in that village and then went back to her house to sleep.

Why did she suddenly come here?

She looked around and an idea flashed through her mind.

The wedding hall has been withdrawn, the wedding silk has been withdrawn, I don’t know if the wedding room is still there.

Maybe it can be restored to its original appearance.

It's a pity that I haven't seen the layout inside yet.

As soon as her thoughts turned here, she found herself in a red wedding room.

She was stunned for a few seconds and couldn't help but look around.

The exquisite decoration in the wedding room far exceeded her imagination.

There were simple and elegant log furniture.

The logs were wood she had never seen before.

They had extremely beautiful dark patterns, and patterns like water waves were flowing under the reflection of the night pearl on the table.

Entering the door is a landscape screen.

The screen is obviously just a painting, but it is very three-dimensional.

It seems to have the aura of a real landscape.

It is ethereal and misty.

It makes people wake up and forget their worries as soon as they see it.

Step into the green mountains and green waters.

There is a bright red carpet under your feet, but the red color is not gaudy.

The carpet is as soft as clouds, and people walking on it feel like they are stepping on red clouds.

There is a crystal clam shell on the table, and inside the clam shell there is a pale pink night pearl shining faintly, adding a hazy and dreamy color to the whole room.

The most conspicuous thing in this room is the wedding bed, which is twice the size of a normal double bed.

Although the bed curtain is also bright red, it is as hazy as light gauze and mist.

Occasionally, a gust of wind blows, and the bed curtain looks like red clouds.

There are endless ups and downs, such as the tassels on the top of Hongyun's bed tent.

The tassels are made up of extremely small pearls of the same size, forming a pattern of cross-necked mandarin ducks.

Gu Xijiu slowly walked towards the bed.

She recognized this bed.

Di Fuyi had made a sample of this bed in the shark market, and now she finally saw the real thing.

The bed board is made of translucent light pink ruby, with exquisite cloud patterns hollowed out on it.

The whole bed gives people an extremely comfortable feeling.

She stood there in a daze for a moment, because she and he had been arguing for a long time about ordering this wedding bed.

At that time, she said she wanted a water bed, but he said that the bed he ordered was the most practical.

Look really good now Her heart felt as if she was drowning.

She couldn't help but stretched out her hand to lift the bed curtain to take a look at the scenery inside.

However, when she stretched out her hand, she found that it was empty.

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Her palm passed directly through the bed curtain, and her whole body also went up.

He jumped forward, threw himself on the bed, threw himself into the soft quilt, and rolled on it a few times.

She stayed for a moment, then sat up and looked down at the quilt under her.

The shark silk quilt with mandarin ducks playing in the water, the silk mattress with fish playing among the lotus leaves, fine texture, soft fabric, as soft as water waves, as warm as clouds: