I was hiding from gods and demons at the beginning, but it turned out that I was the boss

Although Li Qi had always regarded Lanzemar and Qingtian as two people, seeing her hesitating now, he still felt slightly uncomfortable...

Seeing this, Sumujie advised: "In the future, you will be a saint of the state religion and the incarnation of the goddess. Your reputation and identity are also very important. This is a good opportunity to get rid of the inherent impression of the past. Only with losses can you gain."

"And your blessing is also an affirmation of your status within the state religion, which will enhance your appeal in the future."

These sunny days understand, but she doesn't like to be forced or put herself in a position of being supervised by everyone.

This way of making a statement for the sake of making a statement made her uncomfortable.

Seeing that she was still silent, Li Qi said calmly: "You don't really plan to be Lorenzo's lover, do you?"

Qingtian was stunned for a moment, then faced him and yelled: "Even if you are my secretary, you should not ask such rude words. Go out and reflect!"

Li Qi's expression froze, "Did I tell you right?"

"Get out! I'm talking to the great elder, it's not your turn to interrupt!" Qing Tian sneered coldly.

Li Qi's face turned pale when he was told this, and the air in the entire lounge seemed to freeze a bit. After a few seconds of silence, he turned and left the lounge.

Su Mujie, who was watching the whole process, was stunned with surprise.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, Li Qi was actually beaten, and he still went out obediently...

Is it so powerful on a sunny day?

Is this how she usually treats Li Qi?

That guy actually endured it. He was the only one who trained people in the past...

Ignoring the surprised looks of others, Qingtian leaned on the sofa and kept a straight face for two minutes, and said in an unhappy tone: "Give me a copy of the blessing you prepared."

Blessings?

Su Mujie was startled for a moment, then realized that Qingtian had agreed!

"Okay! I'll go find the priest in charge of copywriting." After responding, he hurriedly walked out of the lounge.

In the corridor, Li Qi looked at the spiritual fruit tree not far away with a cold expression.

The bright little fruits on the spiritual fruit tree burst out with red juice, like the blood left after being beaten, dripping down...

Sumujie looked at the exploding fruits one by one, his face trembling with distress.

oops! Don’t mess with Lingguo!

This only bears fruit once every five years...

"Ahem, Li Qi, Viscount Laurent agreed," he walked up to Li Qi and hurriedly told the matter to prevent his fruit from suffering more malice.

agreed?

Li Qi frowned and looked at him sharply.

Su Mujie's heart trembled and he nodded hastily.

Li Qi snorted coldly.

Then why was she yelling at herself when she was so reluctant just now?

Sumujie took out a manuscript from his storage space and handed it to him, "Go in and give this to her. The time is almost up and I'm going to the church. Help her prepare for the blessing ceremony."

Li Qi took the manuscript and said with a cold face: "Go and do your work."

Su Mujie raised his eyes and looked at him with a half-smile, then shook his head and left.

It’s really one thing that brings down another thing...

Li Qi returned to the lounge with a dark face and handed the manuscript to Qingtian, "Now that it's decided, don't make any mistakes later."

Qing Tian paused for a few seconds, and when Li Qi almost lost his patience, he took the paper and said slowly: "Don't worry, it's just memorizing lines, my strength."

"..."

Before ten o'clock, a band played music outside the church, and a huge fleet of psychic carriages stopped in the square outside the church.

On the red carpet with flowers, Emperor Lanzetu, wearing a blue formal dress and various medals, led everyone into the cathedral and took his seat.

After not seeing each other for two months, Lan Zetu has aged a lot, his hair is gray and the circles around his eyes are a little blue. Although he still looks upright on the surface, his figure is much thinner than before.

Tasril, who was following him, was also wearing a blue dress and had a calm and gentle attitude, but if you look closely, there was a hint of unruliness and joking in his eyes.

Then came the important ministers of the court and lords from various places, and finally the nobles with weaker official titles. Everyone followed the priests of the temple and sat down in order.

While playing music, the band returned to the dedicated performance area of ​​the church to join other band members.

Ordinary people outside the church gathered on the surrounding roads and squares, and they could watch the wedding through giant image projection light curtains.

The marriage between the royal family and the Lorenzo family is of great significance. After all, Lorenzo can be regarded as the lord with the strongest overall strength. In addition to being a god general himself, Medes has strong economic and military power in the surrounding areas he manages.

A successful marriage means the stability of the southwest region, and God Lorenzo will become a member of the royal family...

The general public naturally looks forward to long-term peace and prosperity for the country and the people.

This wedding may be more important in their eyes than the subsequent marriage of the Crown Prince to Princess Morton.

The wedding ceremony was presided over by Luo Ze, the senior priest of the temple. He had previously sent Li Qi to Sadala to meet Qingtian.

He is gentle and considerate, different from Sumujie's superficial gentleness and enthusiasm. His beliefs are very devout, and love, peace, and kindness to others are his principles in dealing with things.

Luo Ze is also one of the very few priests in the sect who can activate the Holy Light except Qingtian. He presided over many large-scale ceremonies of the state religion.

Music, flowers, lovely flower girls.

Under the guidance of Luo Ze, Lan Zeyou slowly walked into the hall with Lorenzo on his arm.

The vows, the exchange of promise rings, the kiss, everything happened step by step.

The two of them had spring-like smiles on their faces, harmonious and beautiful.

Jenny and Helen stood in a hidden part of the church holding Sunny, waiting to appear.

Through the silver curtain, Sunny's eyes looked softly at the two white figures in the middle of the church.

In this situation, I can't say I'm sorry, but I really want to say a blessing.

The beautiful picture calmed her past unhappiness.

After Lanzetu spoke on behalf of the royal family, Luo Ze invited the temple spokesperson Elder Lorendel to enter and bless the ceremony.

After the words came out, the whole place was silent, and then noisy discussions broke out, and the road square outside the church was even more lively.

Everyone thinks that Lorendel was seriously injured yesterday and will not come. Besides, she has a special relationship with Count Lorenzo, so she may not like such a scene.

Even Tasril, who was present here, was a little surprised. He was very aware of Qingtian's injuries and the bond between the two.

Sunny wore a silver uniform in front of everyone and walked slowly towards the middle of the hall.

The moment he heard her name, the smile on Lorenzo's face disappeared, huge waves surged in his eyes, and he held Lan Zeyou's hand unconsciously with a little more strength.

"What are you doing here!" The voice came out, and his eyes were uncontrollably bloodshot, "Do you know what this means?"

"If in the future..."

"From now on, I will be your relative and friend, and we will be supervised by the world." How could Qingtian be unclear?

Lorenzo's heart was clogged and his face was as white as paper, "You know, I value my reputation most. You know, I can't let you go! Are you forcing me?"

"Sunny... I beg you, you still have time to faint now!"

Qingtian did not reply, walked up to him, showed a bright smile, and said loudly: "Congratulations! Father!"

Lorenzo looked at her with dull eyes, his whole body frozen in place as if petrified.

Lan Zeyou, who was beside him, glanced at him worriedly, lowered his head, and withdrew his hand.

Lorenzo's hands were as cold as ice.

It turns out that he really likes this person, just like himself...

Unfortunately, fate left the two of them standing here.

Qingtian walked up to Lan Zetu, bowed slightly, and then spoke slowly...

Lorenzo felt that her voice was buzzing and could not be heard clearly, but every word was like a needle pricking his heart and hitting his conscious space.

I don’t want to hear her blessing!

She shouldn't be here!