"Little master, are you going to marry Miss Zixuan? The slave family really had a thin life, but when he saw the newcomer laughing, he didn't see the old man crying. Hongyu pretended to cry and muttered.

"Hongyu, don't make trouble, hurry up and help me see, how to wear this dress?" Chu Ci was carrying a colorful seedling costume in his hand, and his whole head was big, and this dress was too complicated.

"How does the slave family know, the slave family is not a crisp, delicious, fresh and pink Miao girl." Ruby is still holding grudges.

It's just that this can't cause any trouble to Chu Ci at all, push open the door and wave, and immediately there are crisp and delicious fresh and pink Miao sisters who said in Hongyu's mouth and say glutinous and soft Miao language promises, these Miao sisters were born in Miao Jiang, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, all of them have white and pure skin, and they are young and enchanting, which is really beautiful and moving.

Chu Ci said his request, and the Miao family girl giggled, and three or five hot and bold girls rushed in at once, pulling the collar and pulling the belt, and suddenly stripped the jade-faced little scholar Chu to the rest of a pair of calf pants, and then put on the Miao family's men's wedding dress, all kinds of buttons, all kinds of decorations are incisive.

The girl of the Miao family looked at Chu Ci handsomely, rubbed his chest and waist boldly, touched his body tenderly, all of them were gentle and soft, her eyebrows were red, and she laughed non-stop.

After Chu Ci finished decorating, he was dressed up as a handsome young man from the Miao family.

Dusk is an auspicious time, so the ceremony of marrying a wife will be performed at dusk, so the ceremony of the union of husband and wife is called "dusk ceremony", which later evolved into a wedding.

Although the Miao people are not as elaborate as the Han people, it is a coincidence that their customs are also used to knotting the same heart at dusk.

The crescent moon bends to shine on the stream, and Chu Ci was clustered by the men of the Miao family led by Li Jiangliu to the bamboo building where Zixuan settled, waiting for Zixuan to come out.

After a while, a beautiful Miao girl was pushed out of the bead curtain by her companions with a smile. Her wet hair is tied up on top of her head. Paired with a purple and red headband. Dressed in a narrow-sleeved shirt with a round neck and placket, three shiny silver edges embroidered on the sleeves and elbows, and a crepe pleated skirt under it, with a five-color white jade collar and waist, which is as beautiful as crystal. He wore shiny silver ornaments on his head, neck, and chest, and the silver ringing jade bracelets on his wrists and ankles jingled softly. It's like a beautiful mountain spring flowing water.

The silver ornament consists of several thin, transparent forged silver toothpicks and four to eight silver chains and small silver bells, each of which is connected by dozens of small silver rings no more than 2 mm in diameter. Each part is knitted, chiseled, carved out of a variety of patterns, the common ones are Luan Feng cross-neck, double phoenix Chaoyang, and pedicle peach, etc., to wish happiness and auspiciousness; carp jumping over the dragon gate, plum blossoms full of good wishes, etc.; Syringes, monkey peach, lion rolling hydrangea, etc. express the joy of life.

She was wearing a dark red and purple weaving and dyeing dress. Neckband silver collar. The silver lock hangs down the bead spike of different lengths. The length of the seedling is eight minutes. The white wrists and ankles are exposed. With silver polish. It also reflects her skin like jade. The body is as clean as a clear spring.

This girl is like a kind breeze drifting over the mountain, lively and playful, youthful and beautiful.

Having seen Zixuan's plain and beautiful appearance, seeing Zixuan's shy and crimson appearance, and seeing Zixuan's fiery and bold appearance, Chu Ci thought that he had seen all of Zixuan's faces, but now he sees it. But his mind is swaying and he can't know it.

Zi Xuan saw Chu Ci, and remembered what a beautiful time it was, she lowered her head shyly, and her face was as bright as jade with a beautiful flush, which spread from the root of her ears to her slender jade neck.

Surrounded by men and women, Chu Ci took Zixuan from the bamboo building and came to an empty meadow.

The meadow has long been decorated with festive decorations, and there are all kinds of animals and fruits on the high platform. The festive red makeup is even more vivid, and it is embroidered into various patterns by the ingenious Miao people. Mandarin ducks play in the water, double butterflies flutter, and lotus flowers and so on.

has not appeared for a long time, and the holy aunt, who is the mastermind behind Li Jiangliu's forced marriage, finally brushed up on her presence, stood in front of the two and shouted crisply: "Worship heaven and earth!" ”

Chu Ci bowed. Zixuan is dressed and salutes outside the hall. This is a blessing to heaven and earth for allowing us to meet.

"Second worship high hall!"

The two saluted Li Jiang, who replaced Gao Tang. This worship, thank you for the reincarnation, you and I can live together for a lifetime.

"Husband and wife worship each other."

The two turned around. Face to face, four eyes are full of affection, relative to each other. This worship, life and death are broad, and they will never be separated.

"Send it to the cave! Courtesy. ”

He took Zixuan's hand, and the two of them stepped forward at the same time, standing on the edge of the high platform, facing the people of Miao Jiang, endless cheers and applause rang out all over the mountains, and all the Miao family members were excited to sing and dance to celebrate the birth of this new couple.

There are many rules for marriage in the Miao family, and what is the mountain wine, the sedan chair wine, and the wine of recognizing relatives, every place must be drunk. Moreover, Zixuan is the saintess of the Witch Saint Sect, and her identity is not trivial, even if Chu Ci doesn't know a few people at all, the toasting queue is also lined up.

Yuan Ying is a real person with profound skills, and after drinking this round of wine, the whole person seems to be floating in the sky.

Finally managed to get a good day, Chu Ci hurriedly got drunk, and asked Li Jiangliu to help him block the gun, so he got out and slipped away to the new house.

Chu Ci walked to the deep boudoir window, suddenly his steps were lighter, stopped in front of the door, stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the warm candle flame in the house, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

At this moment, whether it is the real world or the reincarnation of the heavens, no matter how many people are around, Chu Ci knows that he has already married.

Slowly pushing open the hidden door, the dragon and phoenix candles were red and bright, reflecting the soft figure of the woman in front of the bed, and the silver tassels hanging from her hair covered her delicate cheeks.

Chu Ci picked up the jade Ruyi, took a deep breath, and picked up the tassel hijab very slowly, Zi Xuan looked up with a smile, and her dark eyes were full of autumn water.

The silver crown is still there, the beads are trembling, the bead curtain is swinging lightly, and her face seems to be covered and hidden.

Chu Ci couldn't help but hold her breath, and couldn't wait to stretch out her hands to take off the crown for her, she bowed her head slightly to fulfill his wish, and then revealed her beautiful face.

No wonder some people say that the most beautiful moment in a girl's life is the moment when she is a bride, and the beauty of Zixuan bursting out at this moment makes Chu Ci faintly distracted, and even a little doubtful, is this really her own little lady?

Until she opened her mouth slightly and exhaled softly, "Husband!" This exclamation, deep and long-meaning, seems to contain a thousand feelings, and there is an indescribable tactfulness and lingering.

Chu Ci was drunk, and also responded: "Lady." ”

The hijab has been lifted, and the next step is the wine, and in a tray covered in red silk are two glasses full of wine.

The two of them each held a glass, looked at each other and smiled, then hugged each other, handed over glasses, and drank to their heart's content.

Obviously it was just a shallow sake, but Chu Ci seemed to be even more intoxicated than Fang Cai's sea drink, and Zixuan was also covered with a layer of drunken hazy redness.

The red candle is more than halfway through, and the gauze curtain is low.

The joy of the boudoir is better than the thrush. Collect the clouds and disperse the rain, and hugging each other is a good night. (To be continued.) )

PS: The Internet is cracked down, so some unspeakable things are still borrowed from the past to metaphor the present, and I briefly said it, if there is something unpleasant to watch, Lao Gao will find a time to write a more incisive and put it into the VIP group.

I really don't want to go into the little dark room.