Xiyi, the border of Udan.

After the ceremony, in a commotion, Leng Qingtang straightened the bridegroom's crown, and approached the bride with a light smile.

The wedding ceremony between him and Yunxi was a combination of the customs of the Central Plains and Xiyi.

In the morning, Xi Po came to the door to put on makeup for Gu Yunxi's hair. When the auspicious time comes, the newlyweds pay homage.

This series of charters is strictly in accordance with the folk customs of Dayi.

After the church, everything is Xiyi's marriage process.

In Udan, women do not marry with a hipa, but with a red coral crystal tassel to cover their faces, covering only half of their faces below the wings of their noses.

At the banquet, the bride can not only sit with the groom, but also toast and cook to the relatives and friends present one by one as a thank you for their presence.

At this time, it was Leng Qingtang's own step to unveil the face-covering flower victory for Yunxi.

The crucial link came, and the scene immediately quieted down, and everyone cast their focused eyes on the pair of people in front of the incense case.

Leng Qingtang stared at the delicate and soft villain in front of her, her sparkling eyes widened, and she was affectionate towards him, and a pair of eyes that had been gently outlined by Dai Pen were lightly charming.

Hua Sheng's slender tassels trembled gently, and the delicate coral beads the size of yellow rice reflected a slight streamer in the center of her delicate eyebrows, which made people can't stop reverie.

Seeing that a pair of newcomers had delicate eyes and were inseparable from each other, Xi Po covered her mouth and chuckled, urging in harmony:

"The groom, take off the flowers."

"Oh, yes......"

Leng Qingtang agreed, smiled embarrassedly at the left and right sides, and then unfolded his trembling hands, slowly stirred the rice beads, and called lightly in his mouth:

"Yunxi, lady......"

The broken jade slammed lightly, making a trivial sound.

The whole peach blossom face that jumped into his eyes provoked him to raise his phoenix feathers lightly, and his eyes were fascinated.

The field was suddenly lively, and the firecrackers and gongs and drums in the courtyard were also timely.

Xi Po offered a combination of wine, and the red rope wrapped around the feet of the cup was like fire, like the color of cinnabar in her heart.

The two of them took the wine glass in laughter and blessings, and wrapped their arms around each other, like glue, and drank it all.

At this time, I don't know who pushed Yunxi from behind, and she immediately fell into Leng Qingtang's chest, her face was ashamed.

The groom smiled warmly, and there was no evasion, and he bowed his head and kissed in public, and the fiery brand fell on the bride's apricot eyes.

Firecrackers, gongs and drums outside the courtyard are noisy, and the sound is one and the other.

The hall is staggered, pushing each other's cups and changing lamps, and they are drunk and resting.

It wasn't until the night was thick that everyone got up and said goodbye to the newlyweds.

Xi Po is the old palace man in the palace of Udan and will arrange other accommodations for Cheng Wanli and the blockers, and they will return to their respective hometowns at dawn.

Saying goodbye is reluctant, just Qing'er and Yunxi hugged each other for a long time and shed tears.

They all know that if they say goodbye today, from now on, it will be difficult to see each other again.

The old era is over, and everyone has to adapt to a new identity and start a new life.

"Girl, you have to be good in the future, and give birth to a big fat boy for your father as soon as possible."

Qing'er held Yunxi's hand tightly and leaned into her ear, her voice trembling with a touch of crying, telling the sorrow of parting.

Yunxi didn't squirm either, blinking his wet eyes and giving an affirmative reply:

"Okay, I'll do my best."

The carriage outside the hospital also took away Ji Yan from South China.

She has been living in this attic all these days preparing for the wedding, sharing the same room and bed with Yunxi, in order to help her retain the last trace of mystery before the wedding.

Now, she can finally retire!

Lu Qiange turned over and threw a wink at Leng Qingtang before he got on the horse, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice:

"Uncle, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, and I have prepared enough for your nephew such as firewood, rice, food and other things, and I will come to see you with Ji Yan in three days, huh?"

"Uh... It's hard for Hua'er to think thoughtfully......"

Leng Qingtang's eyebrows were embarrassed, he coughed a few times, and he held a serious book on his face, but his heart was stirred by a few words from his nephew.

……

Sending everyone away, the quiet little attic is the hidden world of the two of them.

Seeing that Leng Qingtang closed the courtyard door and turned back, a luxurious wedding robe was shining, and the jade tree was more and more in the wind.

Yunxi's eyes looked straight at him, and before he knew it, his cheeks were hopelessly red.

He approached slowly, his eyelashes gently dropping, and his pupils were dark and unfathomable. Her clear eyes were completely occupied by her helpless delicate little face.

Eyes intertwined, and there was silence for a long time.

Yun Xi was even more at a loss, and looked at the handsome man like the fairy in the picture with a blushing face.

Thinking of the mystery of the wedding night, he was so nervous that his teeth chattered, and he said:

"Governor, Governor......"

He frowned a little helplessly and chuckled:

"It's called 'husband', quick."

As soon as her waist tightened, she was tightly surrounded by the hot palms, and she was gone, and the flush on her peach cheeks was several layers thicker.

Yes, the "Overseer" was just a disguise for him. Now that he has gotten rid of the false identity of a "eunuch", he is a handsome man with a majestic shore.

After visiting the church and drinking a glass of wine, their bodies, minds, and fates will be closely linked from now on.

She is his wife, and he is her husband.

"Hurry up, call the husband......"

His voice grew deeper and more seductive, his delicate thin lips twitching, and clouds of heat poured down her cheeks.

Yun Xi's heartbeat immediately "dong dong" accelerated, his long eyelashes trembled and fell, and he lowered his head and called softly:

"Husband."

The voice is clear and soft, as thin as a mosquito and a fly flapping its wings, and the moment it hits the tip of the man's heart is enough to cause his heart to tumble, and the blood around him boils.

Raised his hand to pick her up horizontally, and stepped up the stairs in three or two steps.

In the bedroom on the second floor, the halo of the dragon and phoenix candles is uncertain.

In the red tent, he gently put her on the bed, followed to sit on the edge of the bed, smiled lightly, and looked at his young and delicate bride for a long time.

Scorching its bloom, the peach is dying. The flower is shy and jade, and the wrist is creamy.

Being stared at tightly by a pair of fiery eyes, Yunxi felt that he was having a fever, his thoughts were indescribable, and he seemed to have a happy and flustered mood, and he was jumping excitedly.

She met the pair of eyes like a torch stupidly, and carefully admired the man's upright posture and picturesque eyebrows.

Faded off the cold blue python robe and took off the black gauze mesh high hat, his facial features were still clear and handsome, only missing the sharpness and arrogance of the past, and the light smile arc had a bit of sultry charm.

"Yunxi, I finally married you."

His affectionate appeal carries the reminiscence of the difficult past, and he cherishes her chin and prints a dense kiss.

In an instant, many past events passed through the memory, like a bleak breeze that slipped between the fingers, destined to be ungraspable.

Now everything is gone, and the only thing left in the world of the two of them is each other.

The skin touches and the breath can be heard.

Yunxi's body began to soften, gradually approaching him, snuggling up to his chest.

The wedding dress slipped down, and the two bodies turned into flames, falling into the quilt, wantonly entangled.

Ten fingers interlocked, Yunxi's apricot eyes suddenly widened, and his lips were clenched and he held his breath deeply.

Leng Qingtang was distressed when she saw it, and with her forehead full of green tendons and sweat, she kissed away the tears on her peach blossom cheeks, and comforted her emotionally in her ear:

"Cloud Tide...... Lady, I love you, I love you so much......"

She grabbed the man's solid arm hard, her nose fluttered, and she poured out in pain and joy:

"The Overseer... Husband, I am finally your person, we will never be separated again, never! ”

He hugged her lovingly, kissed her little by little, and responded eagerly:

"Yes, no, not again! From now on, you and I are the scabbard and blade of the Qingshui Liuyun Sword, inseparable, you have me, I have you. No one or anything will ever part us again. ”

This night, the hibiscus tent is warm, the red waves are rolling, and the sound is not lively-

When the attic was completely silent, the sky was already turning a little white.

At some point, Yunxi was awakened by a sticky kiss.

When the hazy vision opened, he saw Leng Qingtang's handsome face.

Yunxi couldn't figure it out, after tossing all night last night, why was her husband like a gluttonous who couldn't eat enough, and he didn't sleep long before he wanted to make trouble again?

His back hurts, his head is dizzy, not only does he not see a trace of fatigue, but it seems that he has eaten enough Mighty King Kong Pills, his eyes are shining, and his face is radiant as if he is ten years younger?

How did she know that a man who had been in his prime in recent years had finally gotten what he wanted, and he was naturally as fierce as a wolf and a tiger.

Yunxi couldn't resist it, so he simply closed his eyes and frowned, wanting to turn over and ignore him.

As soon as she moved, the soreness and discomfort that had been crushed by the boulder swept over again, making her grin uncontrollably.

The red marks on the slender white jade arm are like bright plum petals in the snow, which is particularly eye-catching.

When Leng Qingtang saw it, a wave of pity arose.

He began to blame himself for being so carried away last night, and finally ignored her.

In the end, she is also a wife who is twelve years younger than herself, so she should be spoiled.

Sighing softly, he whispered in her ear:

"The lady worked hard last night, you can sleep a little longer, and make some food for your husband to treat the lady."

Getting up and dressing, Leng Qingtang bent down and silently took out a soft handkerchief from the futon.

The overlapping red marks on it softened his eyes, and he carefully folded the handkerchief and put it into a brocade box in the corner drawer.