Qin Zixin looked at the big red wedding dress on her body, and there were stars in her eyes. Zuo Ci said that he was coming to be their officiant, although he would prefer to see another person wearing a wedding robe is Zhuge Yan.

"Master, why do you have this happy dress?"

"I heard your conversation, and I bought it with a soft heart."

“……”

Except for the back garden, the other places in the Prime Minister's Mansion still maintained their original appearance, and Xue Lingjing also knew about Yue Wuchen burying those people here. Not only did he not pursue it, but he also restored the sealed Prime Minister's Mansion to its original appearance.

Now there is only one man in the Prime Minister's Mansion, a cooking master, four maids and five Xiaosi, and an old housekeeper.

She and Yue Wuchen's wedding witnesses were a few of them except Zuo Ci and Xuanwu, and the wedding was held in the cemetery. This was proposed by her and Yue Wuchen at the same time, and the two hit it off rarely.

After noon, the snow in the sky could not help but increase rather than decrease. Goose feathers and heavy snow fell in the sky, and Qin Zixin took the big red silk handed over by the little girl and walked carefully on the snow.

On the other end is the handsome Yue Wuchen, whose face no longer shows any sickness, but his face and body are still a little thin.

Zuo Ci stood in front of the tomb of Qin Huai and his wife, surrounded by hastily prepared red candles and tributes. The tombstone is also covered with red silk, and the originally desolate back garden is overflowing with a festive smell.

Qin Zixin and Yue Wuchen walked side by side on the snow, she wore an embroidered red hijab and he smiled warmly. Xiao Si on the side was afraid that Yue Wuchen hit the tombstone and reached out to help, Yue Wuchen waved his hand away and said, "It's okay, I can hear it." ”

The two walked step by step to the tombstone of Qin Huai and his wife, and Zuo Ci signaled that the old housekeeper could start.

The old butler's old voice was calm and loud in the wind and snow: "Worship heaven and earth!" ”

"Second worship high hall!"

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

"Licheng!"

After Qin Zixin and Yue Wuchen finished their last salute, everyone hugged them and walked towards the new house that had been prepared temporarily. In the empty back garden, there was a dinging sound caused by the collision of the rings on Qin Zixin's body, and the creaking sound of stepping on the snow.

"Xin'er, I'm sorry. I'm afraid he'll find out, that's why our wedding is so cold. ”

Yue Wuchen fumbled to uncover Qin Zixin's red hijab, and in her heart she painted the appearance of her wearing a wedding dress. He wanted to see her face so much, but even then he was satisfied. He's still alive and married to her, so what's the point if he loses everything?

"Actually, he didn't know I was awake. I always feel that the person who is now has become difficult to guess. This is our new house, not to mention him! ”

Qin Zixin smiled, and two good-looking dimples were raised on her delicate face. It doesn't matter if you can't see Xue Lingjing clearly, he is the emperor, the hope of the unity of this world, and the hope of the people of the world. However, he has nothing to do with himself.

Qin Zixin took off the headdress that was not complicated, leaving only a peach wood hairpin to fix her hair

Yue Wuchen smiled, and he touched Qin Zixin's head as if it had been many years ago. Suddenly, Yue Wuchen's hand brushed the hairpin, and Qin Zi's heart was like satin, and the green silk scattered down. Her face was red to her neck, and her ears were burning like fire.

"Would you like to accompany me outside to listen to the snow?" Yue Wuchen's hands stopped on Qin Zixin's hot cheeks, and his voice was kind and ethereal.

Qin Zixin nodded, "Hmm." ”