A group of people went to another palace, and just as they were about to walk in, they were stopped by Ning Ying, who was standing at the door of the palace.

Ning Ying put on a smiling face and pointed to the four large bowls placed on the chair on the side, which were filled with flour, "Daddy Shen has to pick out the cherries inside with his mouth to see his mother."

Shen Qinghan and the two peak masters and an apprentice who came to pick up the kiss behind him suddenly became petrified: What kind of custom is this?

Shen Qinghan closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, what kind of face do you want, just want a lady. glanced back at the three of them, and made a look, "What are you doing, come and help?"

Several people reacted, each walked to a chair, and began to look for cherries with difficulty with their mouths.

Shen Qinghan took the lead in taking out one of the white noodles, raised his head and covered his face, completely unable to recognize Fang Cai's handsome and dashing face, which caused the people on the spot to laugh.

I didn't dye it in the dough for a long time, and finally found one, but I accidentally let the flour into my nose, and it sprayed out, and the flour was raised high, and the surrounding ghosts or disciples were all covered with a thin layer of noodles.

After a toss, he finally took out all the cherries, Ning Ying stepped forward and counted, and announced loudly after seeing the numbers: "Cherry ninety-nine, marriage for a long time, I wish my father and my mother a hundred years of good harmony, forever together, grow old together, give birth to a noble son early, Daddy Shen can go in to pick up his mother."

Shen Qinghan pushed open the door of the hall as he wished, regardless of the flour on his face, he smiled happily, and in an instant, his smile froze.

The people who followed in couldn't help but laugh, and they really sweated for Lord Shen Feng. The central part of the palace is lined up in three or three, neatly arranged into a phalanx, leaving enough space for one person to pass. On each chair sat a bride with a red hijab, dressed in the same costume, sitting in the same position, and even the same height, nine as if copied by one.

A matchmaker walked next to him, and said with a smile: "The groom wants to find his bride among the nine, there are only three chances, if the groom fails to find the right bride three times, then the groom can only pick up the bride next time"

Everyone gasped: this is exactly the same, no matter how familiar it is, it is difficult to recognize it.

Shen Qinghan smiled faintly, wiped a handful of flour on his face, and his face was full of confidence, "It doesn't take three times, I can find my bride once."

Sparing this phalanx, he turned around, closed his eyes at an angle that everyone couldn't see, his forehead glowed with a blue light like a fish pattern, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyebrows were filled with a smile that he was determined to win.

Shen Qinghan slowly walked to a chair and stopped, leaning down slowly, "My bride, I'm here to pick you up."

After speaking, he picked up the bride on the chair horizontally, strode towards the door, everyone shouted and coaxed, and asked with great doubts: "This is Su Elegy?"

I saw that the matchmaker just now nodded with a smile, and patted Gu Wan beside her, "Senior brother, senior brother's eyes are amazing, I have seen Senior Sister Su for hundreds of years, but let me pick her among these nine, I can't find it even if I spare hundreds of circles."

"Indeed, senior brother does have excellent eyesight", Gu Wan also sighed.

"How do you know it's me?" Su Wangge quietly lifted the corner of the red hijab, revealing a beautiful face.

Shen Qinghan lowered his head and took the opportunity to kiss her, and said in a low voice: "It's easy to understand your heart."

Su Wangge thought of the bone whistle, slapped him in the chest dissatisfied, and scolded with a smile: "You cheat"

"It's important to take you back, close it up, it's time to get on the sedan chair," said the scoundrel with a smile bowed his head.

Su Wangge pursed his lips, but he also smiled sweetly, and re-covered the hijab.

After putting Su Elegy into the sedan chair, Buyan and Gu Wan counted the number of people and made sure that the number of people was even before starting the return trip.

The odd number of relatives comes and goes, and it comes in pairs.

Xuanyuan Peak to the Ghost King Palace said that it was ten miles away, and I don't know if it was really ten miles, anyway, the distance was quite far, but since it was an immortal family, it had to take some unusual paths. The people who came to greet their relatives were all disciples who had cultivated well, each with a sword, and even the sedan chair was carried away by the disciples of the sword, and the scene was quite spectacular.

This sedan chair is also extremely particular and attentive, picking a hundred years of camphor trees to the skill of vermilion gold lacquer wood carving carefully carved and lacquered, the top of the sedan chair has three layers, several pieces of small gold tiles are inlaid on it, like a magnificent golden palace, the gold ornaments hanging down shake one by one, festive boundless.

returned to Xuanyuan Peak, jumped the brazier, and bowed to the gods and immortals. The bride was sent into the cave room, and the groom Shen Qinghan received guests in the big square of Xuanyuan Peak.

In the sky above Xuanyuan Peak, fireworks and firecrackers spread out all the time, lighting up the entire night sky.

Shen Qinghan naturally couldn't help but be poured a few glasses of wine, on the surface it was too normal, but in fact, his brain was in a mess, but in his mind he always remembered to go to Su Elegy.

Pushing open the wedding room, seeing the person he was thinking about sitting on the bed, Shen Qinghan walked over with a satisfied smile, picked up the weighing rod holding the Xibu and gently picked up Su Elegy's hijab.

Su Wangge raised his eyes and smiled, her face was beautiful, and all living beings had no color.

As soon as Shen Qinghan wanted to bend down and kiss him, Su Wangge's hand was against his chest, and he glanced at the table next to him, "There is still a courtesy."

Shen Qinghan straightened up and smiled again, "Oh, yes, I didn't drink the wine", stretched out his hand and pulled Su Wangge to the table, first cut his hair with scissors, knotted it together, and put it in a red bag.

Married husband and wife, a hundred years of good together.

Then he drank the wine, and all the rituals were completed. Shen Qinghan leaned over again and said softly, "Lady, is it okay now?"

Su Elegy wanted to tease him, pinched his face with one hand, "No, I don't want to sleep now"

"What does the lady want to do?" Shen Qinghan raised his eyebrows and shook his chaotic brain.

"Hmm...... Senior brother play a tune, I want to hear it" Su Elegy stared into his eyes and raised his hand to pinch his face.

Shen Qinghan dotingly held her hand pinching her face and kissed it on it, "Okay...... I'll listen to you", Shen Qinghan slowly took out his pleasant heart, put it to his lips and blew it slowly.

The sound of the pearl and jade music flowed slowly, gently filling every corner of the house, and even the night outside the house was also stained with a little tenderness, and the bright moonlight gently fell into the world, witnessing the beautiful scenery in front of you.

Shen Qinghan put down the flute, "Is it good?"

Su Elegy nodded, "It's good, it's so good."

Shen Qinghan: "Then I'll blow it to you every day in the future"

Su Elegy: "Okay"

Shen Qinghan got up and walked behind Su Wangge, and suddenly picked her up, "Lady, it's late at night, it's time to go to bed", and slowly walked to the bedside.

Su Wangge pulled Shen Qinghan's sleeve, pursed his lips, and then spoke: "Shen Qinghan...... Today...... Shall we go to bed early?"

Shen Qinghan smiled evilly: "No, the lady follows me several times a day"

Su Wangge scolded with a smile: "Hey, are you sick, who went out with a painting on your body"

"Just in case, don't you think it will come in handy?" Shen Qinghan said with a smile.

Su Elegy wanted to cry without tears, "I was wrong, can I change it, we will do it six times in three days"

Shen Qinghan put Su Elegy on the bed and shook his head: "No"

Su Elegy continued to persuade, "Six times in those two days"

Shen Qinghan untied the bed tent, raised his hand to extinguish the waitings in the room, and pressed on Su Elegy, "If you say that you follow me every day, you will follow me every day."

"Uh-huh...... You bastard," Su said in a voice that had no desire to survive.

Flowers bloom for more than 100 years, waiting for a passerby.

After guarding the mountain for ten years, Hou returned to his soul in one night.

A pleasing song, the end of the song will not be dispersed.

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