Chapter 737: The Big Wedding
As soon as the hour passed, the sound of firecrackers sounded in the capital of the Jiaye Emperor, one after another, without interruption. Everyone in the entire Jiaye Emperor was looking forward to seeing how shocking this grand wedding would be.
No matter how people outside, it can't affect Feng Duwu's mood, she is now dressed, sitting on the bed in a proper manner, waiting for the arrival of Shui Jingyue, and then picking her up.
"Little Sister ......"
A familiar and hoarse voice suddenly came from outside in the quiet room, Feng Duwu was slightly stunned, and then regained his calm: "Third brother, please come in." ”
Feng Duwu's words fell for a while, and the door was pushed open, Feng Wuqi's face was a little haggard, but he was still festive, and he hesitated for a while through the falling bead curtain before he opened the curtain and walked in, looking at his sister in full costume and stunned.
Seeing Feng Wuqi looking at himself blankly, Feng Duwu couldn't help but smile: "Third brother." ”
Feng Duwu's voice made Feng Wuqi come back to his senses, he lowered his head a little in retribution, and was silent for a while before he spoke: "Little sister, my brother came here to say sorry to you." ”
"Brother, what are you doing?" Seeing Feng Wuqi bowing deeply to her, Feng Duwu stood up, the pearl hanging from his waist hung down, and the crystal and slender gem pendant of the phoenix crown on his head swayed, making a pleasant sound between the collisions.
"Little sister, sit down, be careful of crumpling the wedding dress." Feng Wuqi hurriedly stepped forward to help Feng Duwu sit down, and then carefully flattened the corners of her clothes before saying, "Brother almost hurt you, brother should apologize to you, this is what you deserve, if you don't accept it, you will blame the third brother." ”
When Feng Wuqi said this, Feng Duwu didn't want to move anymore: "Third brother, we are brother and sister, I have never blamed you, and you are not wrong." ”
There is nothing wrong with loving someone, and Feng Wuqi did not hurt another person because he loved someone, and Princess Lingyue's use of him was not his fault.
"Thank you, sister, for comforting me." Feng Wuqi's smile was still sunny, but Feng Duwu found that it was not as free and easy as in the past, "My brother chose this time because I don't want my little sister to marry with a knot in my heart, and my brother hopes that my little sister can be a bride happily." ”
"Third brother, I know." The phoenix dances solo to show her face.
"Then I'll be relieved." Feng Wuqi was relieved, "There must be a lot of guests in front, I can't be lazy, otherwise the eldest brother and the second brother will not spare me, so I'll go out first." ”
"Okay."
I have to say that Feng Wuqi's visit to this trip made Feng Duwu's heart feel a lot easier, although he knew that his brother was a reasonable person, but he didn't hear it in person and still hung his heart, and now, she can really get married easily.
At this time, there was a crackle outside, the sound was the same as before, but Feng Duwu felt very different, and she didn't know why she thought like this, as if to confirm her thoughts, after the sound, her door was opened, and An came in with Feng Wuji.
"Hurry up, take your sister on your back, and let's go to the wedding hall." Ahn commanded Feng Wuji.
Almost as soon as An's words fell, Feng Wuji had already squatted in front of Feng Duwu: "Little sister, big brother is here to marry you." ”
Feng Duwu hooked the bright red gemstone chain hanging down in front of the phoenix crown like a curtain from both sides, covering her face, and slowly lay on Feng Wuji's body, and Feng Wuji carried it to Xitang.
The happy hall of the Feng family is not in the Feng family, but in the Tiantai where the children of the Feng family practice on weekdays outside the Feng family, the rooftop is open and wide, about the size of three football fields, and now it is surrounded by thousands of people, but it is still empty.
Feng Duwu naturally wouldn't appear in front of these people like this, she was carried by Feng Wuji, from the road that had been cleared and guarded all the way to a newly built palace on the edge of the rooftop.
The palace is not big, but it is very empty, except for the carved pillars rising from the ground, and the precious murals hanging on the walls, only in the middle is a long couch covered with bright red silk, there are nine steps of stairs under the long couch, and the red carpet is winding outward, and the two sides of the red carpet stand wearing the same color maids, they carry flower baskets in their hands, and the flower baskets have crystal-like transparent petals, but shimmering with colored light.
There were her two sons standing at the door, they were wearing the same robes today, but the eldest son was golden, and the younger son was silver-white, and her eyes saw the clothes of the two sons through the beaded curtain shaking in front of her, she could probably guess what Shui Jingyue would be dressed today.
Feng Duwu's thoughts fluttered, and there was already a sensation outside, and everyone was stunned to watch the crystal-like stairs paved down from the sky step by step. Knowing that touching the rooftop of the Feng family seems to bring a layer of clouds and mist, and the bottom of the stairs is full of smoke.
Waiting for the ladder to be formed, two groups of people finally came in a very neat manner, they were dressed in the same silver-white armor, holding silver-white spears in their hands, and they poured down the ladder to the gate of the palace where the bride was, and then two steps away from each side of the red carpet stood a person with a solemn expression.
Looking up again, there was a person standing at each end of each of the ninety-nine steps of the ladder. At the top of the ladder, an arch carved out of white clouds appeared, and for some reason, there were colorful petals fluttering down from the arch. The petals scattered with the wind, staring straight into the eyes of all the cultivators, this is not a flower that is generally used for ornamentation, but a variety of precious medicinal materials containing Lingyuan, and occasionally there are purple gold flower petals that even the great family of Jiaye is greedy for, although there are not many, but it is enough for the people present to shock Shui Jingyue's big hand.
There is a child who can't stop picking up the petals that fall to the ground, and the children of the family can't move their own identity, so they can only secretly think in their hearts that their cubs will be faster and get more good goods, of course, some of them will float directly to the body, and no matter who they are, they will smile quietly.
The petals were scattered for a quarter of an hour, and a horn sound came from the sky, and then the enchanting and handsome man appeared at the top of the ladder with a kingly domineering spirit, he was wearing a luxurious purple robe, the collar and cuffs were trimmed with gold satin, the sleeve robe rolled in the clouds, and the golden dragon tattooed on the sleeve robe was like fire churning in the clouds, and the aura of Ling Ran Nine Heavens made people dare not look directly.
Demon Ye's purple eyes looked straight at the closed hall below, the corners of Shui Jingyue's lips were slightly raised, and with a smile that turned all beings upside down, she walked down the ladder from the sky step by step. He didn't say a word, his sleeves flew between his actions, and the grace and dignity that could come from his bones made everyone bow their heads spontaneously wherever he passed.
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