Suddenly, I heard an exclamation from the crowd, followed by a group of people who followed suit, and countless eyes turned to themselves.

When I raised my eyes slightly, I saw that I didn't know when and where groups of colorful butterflies flew in, slowly flying, surrounding her sedan chair, dancing.

The surrounding Miao people were stunned, this kind of wonder, I have never seen it in my life, I have never heard of a bride getting married, and there are butterflies to give it to the bridal. Especially the young men who were carrying the sedan chair, they didn't dare to take a step, their eyes were round, and they looked at the butterflies around them, afraid that if they moved a little bigger, they would disturb the butterflies.

Xiling Lan was also stunned, is this going to stage xx Gege? Are you kidding? couldn't help but look at Chu Tianmu by the sedan chair.

The corners of Chu Tianmu's mouth raised slightly, as if he was very satisfied with the scene in front of him, Xiling Lan immediately realized that this was Chu Tianmu's ghost.

The secret message was sent to him: "You got it?" ”

Chu Tianmu raised his eyebrows: "The wedding in Southern Xinjiang is too simple. So get some gadgets to make Lan'er smile, otherwise he feels too wronged Lan'er. Although he will still go back to Chu Feng to make up for the wedding, after all, this is Lan'er's first time, and he always wants to give her the best and leave the most beautiful memories.

Xiling Lan twitched the corners of her mouth, she couldn't bear to look at it directly, she just wanted to hold her forehead.

Chu Tianmu motioned to the man carrying the sedan chair to leave quickly, he made this for Bo Lan'er to smile, not to make others look dumbfounded.

The Miao man who carried the sedan chair could only walk forward cautiously step by step, lest he accidentally bump into a butterfly or something. But the butterfly seemed to have spirituality, and only danced around Xiling Lan and above his head for about a tea time, and as soon as he arrived at the door of the new house of the two, the butterflies flew together to surround the two of them, circled around, and then flew away.

This scene fell in the eyes of all the people, and they couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of their hearts, this is really a match made in heaven.

Only Xiling Lan barely controlled herself not to have a black face, the butterfly fluttered on her head for a long time, and the phosphorus powder on her wings was sprinkled down like no money, if it wasn't for her luck to prop up the protective cover, she was afraid that the phosphorus powder would be able to drown herself, if she had an allergy or something, then this wedding would have a joke.

As for, in the future, because of this gift in southern Xinjiang, the major villages must marry with flowers, and the Miao girls try their best to attract bees and butterflies, and the more butterflies they attract, the more they are carried, the more they are favored by the Gu God of God, and it has gradually become a custom.

Naturally, there are also many Miao girls who did not attract butterflies, attracted bees, and became everyone's laughing stock, which is all a later story.

Let's say, in front of the new house, Chu Tianmu hugged Xiling Lan off the sedan chair and entered the house.

In the hall, Miao Qingge sat upright, in the house and in the courtyard, the long banquet had been set up, extending all the way to the outside of the gate, and the banquet could be opened after the newlyweds worshipped.

Chu Tianmu and Xiling Lan walked in front of Miao Qingge, someone had already set up a worship mat, and the two knelt on the mat, first worshipping the Gu God, then worshipping the Gu Emperor, and then worshipping the high hall.

After the worship, the two got up, and the wine glass brought by Tang Yuan toasted Miao Qingge.

Miao Qingge had tears in her eyes, took the wine glass with relief, and drank it in one gulp, "I can see the two of you getting married, my mother will have no regrets in this life, I hope that no matter what happens in the future, you will love each other, and the white head will not be separated." ”

Chu Tianmu and Xiling Lan looked at each other and smiled, and nodded in agreement.

The next glass of wine is for Fu Ye, in Chu Tianmu's mind, Fu Ye is his master, and he can naturally afford this glass of wine.