Turning his face and holding hands to look at all the visitors, Huangfu Yaoyang nodded in greeting, and Leng Xiaoye slightly lifted his skirt and made a standard palace-style curtsy to everyone. 【For more exciting, please visit】

At this point, the whole wedding ceremony is considered to be completed.

Holding her military hat in one hand and her palm in the other, Huangfu Yaoyang led her out of the main hall slowly.

Outside the door, the carriage was ready.

Next, the two will ride together in a carriage to the palace to attend a luncheon and receive blessings from the people of the city and the whole country.

Helping Leng Xiaoye into the carriage, Huangfu Yaoyang personally bent down and helped her arrange her skirt before stepping into the carriage and sitting beside her.

The staff closed the door, and the guests from all over the world, including the king and the bishop, left their seats under the guidance of the staff, got into the car in an orderly manner, and rushed to the palace together.

The royal guard opened the way, and the carriage slowly drove out of the Sacred Heart Cathedral.

Watching the couple come out in the carriage, some of the people began to throw flowers, and some shouted blessings.

Leng Xiaoye sat in the seat of the car and waved and smiled at everyone, Huangfu Yaoyang took out the handkerchief from his body, carefully wiped the corners of her eyes, and occasionally something like a petal or ribbon fell on her, he would immediately help her take it off carefully.

The whole world was looking at him and his bride, but he only had her presence in his eyes.

Turning his face, he looked at Huangfu Yaoyang, who was sitting beside him.

In the sun, his short blond-brown hair shimmered brightly, and a pair of heterochromatic eyes looked at her with a smile in them.

Two eyes, one like the sea, the other like the sun.

There was a sparkle in both eyes.

It was like a child who had been longing for a long time, finally seeing the legendary Santa Claus on Christmas Day and receiving the gift he wanted the most from him.

He watched him like that, as if he was being pampered by the whole world.

Reaching over her palm and brushing a petal off his shoulder, she smiled and squeezed his fingers tightly on her palm.

After returning to the palace, the two walked up the steps in front of the palace on the red carpet together, to the third floor, facing the balcony of the street, and waved to all the people together.

"I never imagined that my wedding would be so blessed!"

Leng Xiaoye held the handrail of the balcony with one hand, turned his face to look at Huangfu Yaoyang, and his face was full of sighs.

For marriage, Leng Xiaoye doesn't have much ambition, and the future she imagines is just like all women, meeting a man who loves each other, getting married and spending her life together.

Who would have thought that the person she met would be such a man.

"I didn't expect to meet you again."

Huangfu Yaoyang raised his gloved palm and gently stroked her little face.

But it flashed in front of me again, the scene when I saw her for the first time in my childhood.

Her eyes were still the same as they had been then, black and bright, clean and without the slightest haze, and the corners of her pink lips were raised, smiling at him.

Looking at her smile, his whole person was as soft as he was in childhood.

That time, I didn't get her.

Thankfully, he found her and didn't miss it again.

Now, this girl, it's his...... From this day on, she is his wife, the mother of his future children, and no one can separate them, forever his!

When I think about it, I'm satisfied.

Raising his hand to hold her waist and pulling her closer, he bent down slightly, and kissed her again.

On the kiss, it is the only one who belongs to him...... Seductive pink lips.

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