The melodious and solemn Wagner wedding march sounded slowly, Mrs. Wen's heart was slightly astringent, but she still tried her best to calm her emotions, smiled with relief and reluctance, and slowly stretched out her arm to her daughter, "Xiaoliang, don't be nervous, it was supposed to be your father who accompanied you out, but now only your mother can accompany you out." ”

Wen Zhiliang's heart is also full of ups and downs at the moment, the expectation of the upcoming ceremony and a new life, as well as the feelings and a little nervousness and excitement for these years, a heart is already soft, and listening to the music, the time is getting closer and closer, goodbye to the mother, that kind of reluctance suddenly prevailed, although he tried his best to restrain himself, the tears still fell as if he had his own consciousness"

Seeing her daughter like this, Mrs. Wen was sad and distressed, so she hurriedly spoke out to comfort her, but her voice was also shaking, "You stupid boy, today is your good day, don't cry!" It's not the same as before, you miss home, you miss your mother, you just need to come back at any time. ”

Wen Zhiliang was reluctant and embarrassed, trying to hold back his tears, while holding his mother's hand in his hand, he only called "Mom", and then choked in his throat and couldn't speak.

Wen Lumian watched from the side, and his eyes were red, but he was a man, and he couldn't cry, so as not to make his mother and sister even more sad, so he said, "Sister, today is your big day, marrying a man who stands tall in Yunzhou, you should be happy." As for my mother's care, I will find a daughter-in-law for my mother to come back and let her have company with her. ”

Wen Zhiliang smiled: "Xiao Mian, do you have a girlfriend?" ”

Mrs. Wen asked in surprise, "Really?" What does your girlfriend do at home, don't find unruly women to enter the door, although our Wen family has declined, it is still a scholarly family. ”

Wen Lumian scratched his head embarrassedly: "People are the young lady of a scholarly family, and they don't necessarily look down on me!" ”

As soon as she heard this, Mrs. Wen's eyes lit up: "Really, Xiao Mian, whose daughter is she, I'll hear if she says it." ”

At this moment, a delicate and lovely girl walked in and said to Wen Zhiliang, "Miss Wen, congratulations." ”

Wen Lumian's face turned red when she saw this girl: "Shunan, you are so beautiful today!" ”

Kong Shunan instantly lowered his head shyly.

Wen Zhiliang and Mrs. Wen understood in an instant. Mrs. Wen smiled and took Kong Shunan's hand: "This girl is so sweet, I like it." ”

Today is a happy day for Wen Zhiliang and Huo Shenheng, and those who can be invited in are definitely not bad people.

Therefore, Mrs. Wen didn't even need to ask, she knew that this girl was in her favor.

The action is fast, the bride should enter the venue, you can bear to let Huo Dashuai wait for a long time? A bridesmaid said.

A few people were chattering, busy touching up Wen Zhiliang's makeup, and busy arranging her dress and hair, and they didn't forget to comfort and make jokes, but they mixed up the unbearable feelings of the Wen family's mother and daughter for a while.

Mrs. Wen also knew that it was not appropriate to let the guests wait for a long time, so she smiled at her daughter and stretched out her hand again: "Let's go, remember to smile beautifully, so that everyone knows what a good daughter my Wen family has." ”

Wen Zhiliang suppressed all kinds of complicated emotions surging in his heart, smiled at his mother, and then put his hand into the crook of her arm, and slowly walked out along the red felt with his mother in the solemn music.

In front of the flower pavilion in the middle of the east head, Huo Shiru, as the officiant, stood majestically in the middle of the long table, while the six witnesses waited upright on the left and right sides, and the atmosphere was quite solemn.

These six people are all important members of the Beiyang government, the most eye-catching of which is the president of the Beiyang government and his wife, both of whom are witnesses to the marriage, especially the president is the first time in his life to serve as a witness, which undoubtedly makes this world-renowned wedding grand occasion to an unprecedented level.

Huo Shenheng wore a black tuxedo dress today, standing in front of the pavilion and waiting quietly, with a tall and slender figure and a mature and introverted temperament, which attracted countless eyes.

Compared with when he was in military uniform, he is a little less cold and more graceful and elegant, and this aristocratic demeanor is completely different from the grace and suaveness of those sons and brothers in the salon of the upper class, this is a kind of calm and resolute calmness created by a mixture of well-educated and battle-hardened experience, and the style of a general who commands the three armies is inadvertently poured out without words.

It is no wonder that the Chinese and foreign media are so sought after him, and among the warlords of all walks of life, he is praised as the most charismatic warlord, and now before his wedding ceremony officially began, there are already magnesium lights that have begun to flicker at him alone.

Hua Zhijin also came today, and naturally it was no exception, she asked the photojournalists who came to interview with her to keep changing the angle to take pictures, while looking at Huo Shenheng on the stage intently, suddenly, she saw his beautiful curved lips slowly rising, bringing out a smile, and this faint smile also made his face as deep as a knife softened in an instant, she was shocked to look at the tenderness in his cold eyes that she had never seen before, and even forgot to remind the photojournalists around her to hurry up and capture this once-in-a-lifetime shot. I could only listen to the thunderous applause in a daze, and it suddenly sounded.

Accompanied by the officiant and witnesses, Huo Shenheng slowly stepped down and walked towards his bride.

The crowd of spectators involuntarily let out a low sigh of admiration, and all eyes were focused on the bride who followed behind the Sihua girl and walked out slowly, and the applause was like a mountain and a sea, which lasted for a long time.

Every pair of eyes are looking at this woman, a pure white georgette gown is elegant and elegant, but it outlines her delicate and graceful figure well, and the hem of the dress is long soft satin light gauze, decorated with crystals and pearls, elegant and luxurious, held by a pair of children wearing black velvet clothes and white satin vests, swaying slightly with her footsteps.

Even if there were all kinds of rumors before, at this moment, all came to naught. In the eyes of everyone, there is no notorious, no drama label, only a handsome lady who can compare with Huo Shenheng.

She held a bouquet of pink roses tied by a silver ribbon, took her mother's hand, walked in an elegant and generous manner, smiling slightly, gentle and looking forward to it, the innocent and beautiful smile bloomed on her delicate face like a crescent moon and snow, and people couldn't take their eyes off it.

She walked over, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance in the air, and in a trance, it only gave people the illusion that every step she took was a lotus step by step.

That kind of radiant and dignified beauty is extremely moving, and even the old man Jiang, who is as serious and dignified as the senior official of the Beiyang government, can't help but look forward to it a few times.

The four bridesmaids in crimson soft satin dresses were all around the bride, they were also talented and beautiful young ladies in Yunzhou and Beijing, but at this moment, in front of the radiant bride, they were all overshadowed and became the object of neglect.

At this moment, only the bride could be seen in everyone's eyes, but a thought arose in their hearts, so it was, sure enough, no wonder that Huo Shenheng would be angry for her, a beauty and a famous general, complement each other!

Huo Shenheng slowly stretched out his hand to his bride, and since the moment she stepped into the auditorium, his eyes had not taken his eyes off her in the slightest.

Mrs. Wen took her daughter's hand and handed her all the way to Huo Shenheng.

Huo Shenheng first bowed to Mrs. Wen, and then held her delicate little hand in her palm, and slowly tightened it little by little, as if holding a treasure that he cherished all his life.

Although Wen Zhiliang had a smile on his face, he was inevitably slightly nervous in his heart, for fear that something would go wrong.

After all, this is beautiful like a dream, this dream she has dreamed countless times before, but it is all in vain when she wakes up, she is afraid that she will wake up again this time.

But now, his hand holding her was so steady and powerful, she gradually felt at ease, and couldn't help but gently shake it back, and at that moment he lowered his head and smiled at her, his palms were warm, and his fingers lingered.

She slowly relaxed, smiled at him, then reached out and grabbed the crook of his arm, and let him lead herself slowly towards the flower pavilion in the east, every step was calm, he was by her side, she didn't need to worry about anything, just follow him.

"Ask a witness to the marriage." The master of ceremonies said.

The president, dressed in an ochre robe, then came to the center of the flower pavilion, and opened his mouth with a slightly solemn expression in front of the full of guests, "Gaiwen Baoshu Yanhui, the mirror of the colorful jade platform, today with the two surnames, together to make an appointment." There are Mr. Huo Shenheng and Ms. Wen Zhiliang, the wedding ceremony was held in the Dahua Auditorium, a good day and an auspicious day, and the six ceremonies were completed. Zhongzheng and others as witnesses, optimistic gifts, auspicious words, and tribute and joy, are witnesses.

Hearing this, Wen Zhiliang's tears were moist, this time she knew that Huo Shenheng was really hers, she would not leave her, she would not design her, she was his wife, and she shared honor and disgrace.

Huo Shenheng seemed to see through what Wen Zhiliang was thinking, and his eyes were a little more tender when he looked at her. He himself knew that over the years, he had never softened his heart at this moment.

In the past, he didn't care about life and death, shuttling in the rain of bullets. And now. Because of Wen Zhiliang, he was a little afraid of bullets and bullets, afraid of leaving her.

But he is a soldier, and the burden on his shoulders cannot be shirked. He is not only for the sake of the people, but also for her glory, but since then he has more concerns.