People were stunned, and Yu Yao stepped over the brazier in everyone's amazement, just as she slowly raised her eyes.

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd from far and near, and the procession that had just greeted the relatives separated into a wider road, and in the distance, the young man came on horseback.

The reins were tightened, the white brocade robe shone brightly in the sun, the corners of the clothes tumbled, and the young son calmly fell to the ground. Everyone was in an uproar, and they didn't know where to look at it, but they felt that the groom and the bride were like the sun and the moon, both bright as the moon and the sun was shining.

Wen Nian's brocade clothes are luxurious, with a wedding dress that matches Yu Yao, and the white brocade robe is embroidered with pairs of begonias, which are elegant but noble so that people dare not look at them directly.

The delicate boots decorated with silver sparkled in the sunlight, Wen Nian took a few steps up, everything around him gradually quieted down, Wen Nian leaned over slightly and stretched out his hand to her.

"Yu Yao, let me protect you in this life."

His voice is still light and light, and every word is extremely precious, as if this scene has been absurd, and the people around him have forgotten to speak, forgotten to cheer, but just put this man's affectionate and fiery appearance, this undelusional feeling, unconsciously engraved in his heart, has become a picture that can never be forgotten in this life.

Wen Nian took Yu Yao's hand from Lin'an's hand, lowered his head and kissed her gently, leading her to the sedan chair.

Yu Yao wore the white veil, only felt that Wen Nian was shining like the sun, she couldn't see clearly, but the familiar fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose, making her feel at ease, Wen Nian's palms were warm, but Yu Yao felt as if she was in his arms.

The unattainable fourth son in people's hearts, even if he looks at it, he has to rely on luck, and he is rumored to be indifferent and unkind. But at this moment, his eyes were full of tenderness, meekness and joy, just for her.

Wen Nian held her hand firmly, with an innately noble and unafraid attitude towards all things in heaven and earth, but the gentleness of being alone was unforgettable.

The bride approached, some people saw the ring on Yu Yao's ring finger, some people saw the exquisite wedding dress, some people saw the delicate and unparalleled embroidered shoes, envy came one after another, and for a while, everyone became lively again.

Yu Wentai was very insightful and let the welcoming team scatter the silver again, this time everyone was more enthusiastic, and in the wave of cheers and blessings, Wen Nian led Yu Yao to the sedan chair.

"The auspicious time has come! The newcomer gets on the sedan chair! ”

Wen Nian suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth and hugged Yu Yao horizontally.

The white veil covered Yu Yao's vision, and she could hear the boiling of the whole street, from last night's peaceful sleep to this morning's busyness, until at this moment, when she was in Wen Nian's arms like a dream, she began to feel a little nervous.

Wen Nian was tall and broad-shouldered, and Yu Yao was as light as a delicate rabbit in his arms. The little rabbit blushed slightly, and was sent into the sedan chair by him.

Mr. Shouting continued to sing loudly:

"Mandarin ducks come in pairs, and phoenixes come in pairs.

Children and grandchildren, eternal prosperity.

Flowers bloom and tie up, and a good relationship is formed.

The marriage is matched, and the white head is a date.

The girl of the Xiao family, gentle and virtuous,

Yuwen Langjun, Huai Jin holds Yu.

On this auspicious day, to be married,

A match made in heaven, two phoenixes rising sun!

The wedding ceremony is a sedan chair! ”

Wen Nian jumped on the horse, and returned to his light eyebrows, and everyone's eyes fell on him, and at this time, he was already looking at this marriage with the eyes of a god looking up at the sky.

It seems that the marriage of the fairy couple for thousands of years should be like this, such as the pure white clothes, such as the bright spring.