Meng Yu quickened his pace and moved a few points closer, and then the expression on his face changed.

He stood stunned, looking at the person in front of him with the help of the moonlight and the surrounding candles.

I saw Song Qingyi's fiery red wedding dress looking particularly dignified and dreamy under the reflection of the moonlight and candlelight, and the fiery red hijab covered Song Qingyi's head.

Even if he couldn't see Song Qingyi's company, Meng Yu knew that the person in front of him was Song Qingyi.

"Qingyi."

Hearing the call from behind, Song Qingyi knew that Meng Yu was coming, turned to face Meng Yu and said, "Meng Yu, are you willing to marry me?" ”

Meng Yu couldn't help but breathe, and looked at Song Qingyi in a daze, as if he had been pointed.

Did he really hear it right? Does Qingyi really want to marry herself? He couldn't be dreaming!

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time, even if it was the last time, but there was an accident. But the scene in front of him made him feel so unreal, he was really afraid that if he agreed, Song Qingyi would disappear like last time.

I didn't know Meng Yu's expression at this time, and didn't hear Meng Yu's answer, Song Qingyi continued: "I only learned today that today is the Begging Festival, I heard that a lover prays to the old man here, and the two of them will last a long time." You said that you want to make up for a wedding, why don't we get married today, and let Yuelao be our witness here in Yuelao Temple. ”

"Would you like to?" Song Qingyi asked cautiously, for fear that Meng Yu would not agree to him.

It's just that Song Qingyi under the hijab didn't know that Meng Yu had already been moved by himself at this time.

didn't hear Meng Yu's answer, Song Qingyi wanted to continue asking, but suddenly his body was hugged in his arms, feeling a familiar embrace, and Song Qingyi under the hijab had a smile on his face.

"Of course I do, fool. It's just that this kind of thing can make you a girl. Meng Yu held Song Qingyi tightly in his arms, and his mouth was full of spoiling reproach.

"Will you marry me?" Meng Yu directly asked what Song Qingyi said to him.

If it weren't for the statement he put forward first, Song Qingyi almost thought that Meng Yu was from modern times.

Then Song Qingyi pushed Meng Yu away and said dissatisfiedly: "The custom of our family is that men should kneel down on one knee and ask women if they are willing to marry him. ”

Meng Yu was stunned at first, how could he not know that there were such rules in the Hou Mansion before? However, after seeing Song Qingyi's carefully prepared wedding, he knelt directly on one knee and looked at Song Qingyi with sincere eyes: "Are you willing to marry me?" ”

Song Qingyi's heart was very moved, even if she couldn't see anything with her red hijab now, she could feel Meng Yu's sincere heart towards her.

"I do!"

Wei Xuehan looked at the scene in front of him, and felt happy for these two people in his heart.

After such a long time, two people can finally have lovers and finally become married.

In the Yuelao Temple, since it was night, basically no one came, Song Qingyi and Meng Yu knelt in front of the Yuelao statue.

"The moon is old, I, Song Qingyi, am willing to marry Meng Yu as my wife, and I will never be separated from each other."

"The moon is old, I am willing to marry Song Qingyi as my wife, hold the hand of my son, grow old with my son, and never be separated from each other!"

The two swore an oath to the statue of the old moon, thinking of each other in their hearts, thinking of each other, and willing to stay with each other for a long time.

Wei Xuehan looked at the scene in front of him, and then hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Worship heaven and earth!" ”

This worship, God gave them this marriage.

"Second worship the old moon!"

This worship, worship the moon elder, and pray to grow old with each other and never give up. Qianqian

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

This worship, from then on, they are married and loved.

"Licheng!"

Wei Xuehan looked at the newcomer in front of him with relief, and his heart was also a blessing to them, even Xiao, who had always been unsmiling, also showed a faint smile of blessing at this time.

And at this moment, Meng Yu could finally step forward and uncover Song Qingyi's red hijab, revealing Song Qingyi's face.

Under the light of the candle flame, Song Qingyi looked particularly beautiful tonight, and even Meng Yu couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Then it's going to be sent to the cave room." The corners of Wei Xuehan's lips couldn't help but rise, and there was a cunning light in his eyes.

Song Qingyi lowered her head even more shyly, and looked at Wei Xuehan with some coquettishness, as if she was complaining.

The corners of Meng Yu's mouth also showed a smile, and now he and Song Qingyi have truly become husband and wife at this moment.

Although the wedding was very simple, it was their sincerity, better than those lavish weddings.

Then Meng Yu and Song Qingyi walked into a wooden house not far away with red silk and the word Xi on the door.

This wooden house is a makeshift building, and although it is a little simple, it is very warm.

Wei Xuehan and Xiao both consciously did not follow, but returned to the inn.

In the wooden house, Meng Yu and Song Qingyi sat on the edge of the bed and looked at each other, their faces filled with happy smiles.

"I'm really wronged by you, asking you to marry me in such a humble situation." Meng Yu looked at Song Qingyi with some distress.

Thinking that other women all had a grand wedding, but Song Qingyi didn't, Meng Yu couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

"If there is any grievance, I think it's very good, not to mention that I want to get married. And don't you think it's good to get married on the day of the begging festival? Song Qingyi didn't think there was anything.

In fact, it depends on who the other party is, if it is the person she likes, even if there is no wedding, she is willing. If the other party is someone she doesn't like, even if it is eight sedan chairs to carry herself, she will not marry.

Meng Yu gently stroked Song Qingyi's hair, and the two told each other about their love.

"It just so happens that you have already been looked down on by me, even if you don't want to marry me. Speaking of which, you're in pretty good shape, but it's a pity that you just glanced at it in a hurry. Song Qingyi said domineeringly, and then couldn't help but start teasing Meng Yu.

"Oh, why don't you see enough tonight?"

The candle flame flickered, and the room was full of chaos.

On the second day, both of them slept until three poles of the sun.

Meng Yu looked at the person who was still sleeping in his arms, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became thicker.

He thought about this situation for a long time and finally realized it, and when he woke up, he could see his lover, and he felt very happy.

The eyelashes of the person in his arms trembled slightly, and then he saw Meng Yu's enlarged face, thinking about what happened last night, Song Qingyi's cheeks couldn't help but be full of redness.

"The lady is awake." Holding Song Qingyi's hand tightened a little, making Song Qingyi even closer to herself, looking at the blush on Song Qingyi's face, she was even more smiling.

"Hooligans!" Song Qingyi only felt that her cheeks were hot, and she couldn't help but whisper.

Meng Yu didn't care, looked at Song Qingyi, who was becoming more and more shy, and whispered in her ear: "Then I am willing to be a hooligan to you for the rest of my life." ”

Feeling the warm breath in his ears, a burst of numbness caused him to tremble, and Song Qingyi's face turned red again.