Huiya sat on the red sedan chair, sleepy and hungry, with a crown weighing several catties on her head and being shaken to pieces, until the sedan chair fell to the door of the Luguo Mansion, Huiya was still confused.

The firecrackers outside the sedan chair rang out, the sound of gongs and drums and the sound of joy and joy entered the ears, and the sedan chair was full of fire, but because the place was not big, there was a bit of a suffocating panic. Hui Ya held her heavy head, lifted the hijab a little bit and took a few deep breaths, as if she felt that she was alive again.

"Miss, kick the car door." Shen Yan, who was dressed in peach, gave Huiya a low reminder outside the sedan chair. According to her understanding of Huiya, Huiya, who is sitting in the sedan chair at the moment, will not sit quietly, if she doesn't say this, it will not be good if she makes a fool of herself later.

When Huiya heard this, she hurriedly put down her hijab, grabbed the apple that had already rolled into the chair in her hand, sat upright, and waited for the following ceremony.

Suddenly, there was a sound of Suo Suo outside the sedan chair, and Hui Ya sensitively heard a few sounds of the bowstring when she pulled the bow and shot the arrow, and then saw a big boot embroidered with gold trim on a white background and black face, and kicked into the sedan chair in a grand manner.

This is the custom of kicking the sedan curtain, and in Huiya's heart, it can be regarded as a custom for the groom to dismount the bride. Huiya pursed her lips, and while the big boots had not been withdrawn, she stretched out her embroidered shoes and stepped on the big boots fiercely.

"Well......" Qian Jingchen outside the sedan chair snorted, obviously being kicked by Huiya a little painfully, he looked down at his boots, stained with a small shoe tip print, I don't know why, the idea that just came out of his heart was offended by the anger of the dignity of the husband. It disappeared in an instant.

"Lady, get off the sedan chair!" Qian Jingchen had a smile on his lips, lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, and stretched out his hand to the sedan chair.

Huiya only felt that her vision suddenly lit up, and when she came back to her senses, she found that she had a big hand in her sight. The hand was slender and white, but not delicate. You can see a lot of joints in the palms. They all have pale yellow calluses, which are obviously left over from the time of martial arts.

"Hmm." Hui Ya replied in a low voice, stretching out her snow-white slender hand. It was placed on Qian Jingchen's palm. Qian Jingchen's hands were large, dry, and very powerful, while Huiya's hands were slightly sweaty because of nervousness. But it was tender and soft, as if it had no bones.

Qian Jingchen took Hui Ya's little hand and walked forward. There was a faint yearning in my heart to take her hand to the wasteland, and I didn't care about the red silk handed over by the bride.

Stepping into the brazier and straddle the saddle, Qian Jingchen walked slowly all the way, even if the guests watched his actions and whispered. Hui Ya wanted to retract her hand, but Qian Jingchen's hand was also tightly held, and the two walked side by side to the happy hall.

Huiya followed Qian Jingchen's steps along the way. I only feel that the big hand that is holding me tightly is very powerful, which is different from the feeling of strength. Instead, he felt that the owner of this hand seemed to be able to hold up a piece of the sky without much effort, and let himself live in peace under his protection.

This feeling of stability and steadfastness made Hui Ya's heart beat violently, since she was reborn, Rao was in her own home, and Hui Ya was also the one who was in full swing to plan. Even though she has grandfathers and grandmothers, fathers, mothers, and brothers, and so many people protect her, Huiya is still worried in her heart, for fear that her family will retrace the trajectory of her previous life.

At this time, being tightly pulled by Qian Jingchen, Huiya suddenly felt relieved, this feeling was too relaxed and beautiful, so that Huiya was excited, and she wanted to burst into tears.

"The auspicious time has arrived, and the newcomers salute!" The master of ceremonies saw the bride and groom coming with the money, and saw that the time was almost up, so he spoke loudly.

"Worship heaven and earth!" Qian Jingchen and Hui Ya slowly bowed down, with heaven and earth as evidence, and now the two tied the knot and became a couple, and the husband sang with the piano and the song.

"Second worship high hall!" Sitting in the high hall, Lu Guogong and his wife, Lu Guogong and his wife, looked at the couple on the ground, and their hearts were full of emotion.

In the eyes of Lu Guogong and his wife, as long as it is what their grandson likes, they will be able to spread out in the future when they see their grandson marry. Thinking of the fourth generation of the family that was about to be born, Lu Guogong and his wife smiled so much that they couldn't see their teeth.

The prince of Lu Guogong is also a martial artist, and when he heard that Huiya is a skilled swordsman, he was a little satisfied, and his son liked it, so he had nothing to fault as a father-in-law, so his face was also full of joy.

Mrs. Lu Guogong, but there is something unpleasant in her heart at the moment, Qian Jingchen was reluctant to marry before, this is not easy to see one and another is a powerful one, what should I do as a mother-in-law in the future?

This Mrs. Huiyalu has seen her several times, and she is a lovely girl, but she is such a lovely girl, it would naturally be good if she thought she was a goddaughter or something, but becoming a daughter-in-law made people very entangled. Armed with martial arts, he is the meat of his son's heart, and he also bears the title of the lord of the royal county, which is really a hot potato that can't be beaten or scolded.

"Husband and wife worship each other!" Qian Jingchen and Hui Ya saluted each other, but they didn't know if they were standing too close, and when the two were halfway through the bow, they actually came to meet.

"Oops!" Hui Ya exclaimed in a low voice, because the two of them saluted with sincerity, and this action was naturally very standard, and the force used was quite large. In the collision just now, Qian Jingchen's head happened to hit Huiya's head, not only hitting his head, but also hitting the jewelry on his head, and the jewelry made Huiya's scalp throb for a while.

"Are you alright?" Qian Jingchen heard Hui Ya's coquettish call, and hurriedly took Hui Ya's hand, "But it hurt you?" ”

"I ...... I'm fine. Huiya felt that her hijab was about to be lifted, so she hurriedly reached out and grabbed it, and said in a low voice. If the hijab is lifted directly in this public, although there is no substantial loss, it is also not polite, Hui Ya is like a mirror in her heart, and she holds on to her hijab, and she doesn't let go of anything.

Under the attention of the guests, the actions of the groom and the bride were not lost in the eyes of the guests, seeing that Qian Jingchen was so nervous about the bride, the looks in the eyes of the guests were different, some were blessed, some were envious, some were laughing, some were disapproving, and naturally there were all calculations.

"Licheng, send it to the cave room!" Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, the master of ceremonies was busy taking on.

Qian Jingchen watched Hui Ya pull her hijab to death, she was a little anxious, and she couldn't take care of it so much at the moment, so she took Hui Ya's hand and strode to the back hall, leaving the elders and guests who looked at each other. (To be continued)