All kinds of tastes came to my heart, and I couldn't tell the truth.

Obviously, the time between the two people is not very long, but in retrospect, every time they met with their hearts and used their gentleness.

On the summer afternoon when I first saw it, a hurried glimpse under the tall plane tree, the sun was shining, the shadows of the trees were mottled, and the two people seemed to be woven into a big net, weaving tighter and tighter, weaving closer and closer.

Every time, it is with the true feelings of the heart.

The true feelings of heart and affection.

Love, everyone will have it.

Heart, not everyone is willing to use it.

The love of the heart is the most precious.

It is not difficult to be affectionate, but it is difficult to be affectionate.

Heart-to-heart communication, two feelings are happy is the eternal luck of the poor and the yellow spring.

The love of the world is a word, and it is bitter for it.

Ask for suffering, can't ask for it, suffer it.

She has to use all her strength to try to suppress the bitterness and pain in her heart, sour and astringent, sweet and sweet.

With such deep affection and such a heart, how can she live up to him?!

Lang Lang's male voice is still continuing, and the excitement has spread from afar.

In the midst of laughter, her hands were clenched tightly.

She smiled.

Back hold him.

The man in a red brocade robe showed a bright smile, dazzling like the sun through the clouds.

O his little girl! I guess I'm happy too.

The soft little hands actually used a little bit of strength.

He smacked, revealing a row of white teeth.

A pair of beautiful phoenix eyes are deep and bright.

He led his slender bride to the high platform of the mansion in a jubilation.

The nine-storey white jade platform is built of fairy beasts in all directions. It is a place to pray for blessings, and the two of them stand facing the east, and there is a burst of enthusiastic cheers from the audience.

In the midst of this noisy cheer, the low and solemn voice was heard very clearly,

"The sky is yellow and the universe is desolate. Splendid marriage, good couple. Today, there is a good man of the Yang family, the proud daughter of the Ye Mansion, may heaven and earth be the witness, the flood and famine are the oath, and the three lives will be concluded, and the poverty will be infinite!"

When everyone was still immersed in this thick praise mixed with internal force, such as the sound of striking a bell, Yang Yuhong and Ye Zhenzhen solemnly and sincerely knelt down on the red futon and bowed three times to the east.

When the two of them got up, the jubilant vocal music sounded in time, and it was exactly the same.

So in a burst of music, the two of them slowly descended from the high platform like a fairy couple and came to the middle of the courtyard.

The bright red carpet stretches all the way to the main hall of the mansion.

The two newlyweds stepped over the brazier, lifted their chairs, and came to the main hall.

The deep voice sounded again,

"One worship the parents, the second worship the villagers and friends, and the husband and wife worship! Reesung—"

Ye Zhenzhen under the red hijab was already shocked beyond measure! She clearly saw that there was a man sitting on the throne!

One wore black men's soap boots embroidered with Dapeng, and the other wore dark purple shallow embroidered shoes embroidered with auspicious clouds and pearls!

There is no doubt that it must be Yang Yi and his wife sitting there at this time!

They even rushed over!

Ye Zhenzhen felt that the tears of forbearance were about to pour out!

Touched by what he did for her, grateful for his cherishing and dedication!

She was almost in tears and was sent all the way to the happy house.

Yang Yuhong opened Xipa and saw a delicate face with traces of spring rain.

The shallow tear stains made his heart skip a beat.

I can't think much about what she's for, I just feel that my heart hurts so much, and everything he does is to make her happy!

And now she's crying?!

With a "bang", he threw away the weighing rod tied with a large red flower in his hand, causing everyone in the room to scream.

Ye Zhenzhen was also stunned.

Yang Yuhong actually half-knelt in front of her, eagerly grabbed her slightly cool sweaty jade hand, and asked with a nervous face,

"What's wrong with you?! But what's wrong with it?! Still not too happy with any of that?!"

The tone of anxiety was unprecedented.

Ye Zhenzhen really cried out at this moment, and yelled at him a little angrily

"You're making a mistake, that's a happy name! How can you throw woo-"

Although she used some strength to roar, her voice at this time was hoarse and rippling, with a soft and glutinous Jiangnan accent, like a coquettish kitten, so soft that it made people's hearts tremble!

Following this delicate voice, Yang Yuhong unconsciously followed the low voice,

"I don't throw it away, I'm — pick it up!" The big palm was fished out, and it was handed to her again,

"Oh, here you go!"

Ye Zhenzhen just wanted to wipe away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes, and she was amused by his silly and sincere appearance.

Yang Yuhong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her smile, but he still knelt there and stared at her in a daze.

The jaws of the people in the room have dropped to the ground!

The first to react was Yang Yuwan, the princess of Rongjun.

She giggled,

"Hey, look at this little couple who can really lose their teeth sweetly! Hurry up, mothers, sit down quickly, the people in our circle have to withdraw quickly!**A moment is worth a thousand dollars, but it can't be delayed!"

Everyone came back to their senses and smiled as they prepared for the next steps.

The two people sitting on the edge of the bed were already bloody.

Ye Zhenzhen's head was already so low that she couldn't lower any lower, and a pair of plain hands were tightly twisted.

Yang Yuhong cleared his throat, his handsome face was also red, he felt the shame of the woman next to him, and he couldn't help glaring at his own laughing princess sister!

Yang Yuwan's smile became more and more cheerful.

Hongyi stepped forward and tied the placket of the two people's clothes into a wishful knot, symbolizing that the two would be auspicious and connected in the future.

Hong Lian stepped forward and cut a strand of green silk from each of them, tied them together with red silk threads, put them into a wedding bag, and pressed them under their pillows.

Lu Yi and Lu Yi sprinkled four kinds of fruits on the two of them: red dates, peanuts, longan, and lotus seeds.

Yang Yuhong subconsciously raised his sleeves to cover his delicate lady.

There was another muffled laugh in the room.

Ye Zhenzhen was even more embarrassed, a pair of sparkling eyes glared at him angrily, and quickly lowered her eyes, looking at the little tip of her shoes exposed under her bright red wedding dress.

It's a pair of cross-necked mandarin ducks on it?!

Dressed in dark red and with a white complexion, Mama Xi brought a bowl of dumplings, white and fat, round, and very beautiful lying in the jade-colored bowl.

Mama took one with a spoon,

"Young lady, please use-"

Ye Zhenzhen took a sip, her dough was a little sticky, and there was a faint sweetness in it-

"To be born or not to be born?!"

Mama asked cautiously with a smile.

"Raw—uh, and a little sweet?!"

Ye Zhenzhen smashed her mouth, sweet?!

She was a little strange, how could this dumpling be sweet?!

Hearing this, Mama Xi was stunned for a moment, then smiled again and brought another one, and handed it to Ye Zhenzhen's mouth.

"It's very sweet to give birth to one, there must be two lives, and there are many!"

Ye Zhenzhen...

Finally, the pothos put down the flower-splying tent embroidered with pomegranate flowers, and followed the smiling people out of the house.

Only the pair of dragon and phoenix candles with the thickness of the baby's arms are burning eagerly, and the couple in the smoked tent are slightly drunk before drinking...