For a whole day, Yao Jingjing didn't go out of the room again, and kept lying on the bed, sighing incessantly. Now she has no way back, she can only come and settle down.

In the evening, Sergei, who had been away for a day, returned to the manor, and he could not help but be a little worried when he heard that his wife had been in the room all day.

A soft knock on the door broke the silence in the room and recalled Yao Jingjing's confused thoughts.

Yao Jingjing got up to open the door, and saw Sergei standing at the door, and was stunned for a while.

"Well, you're back."

"Just came back, and I heard you hadn't been downstairs all day. What's wrong? Is it because you are not feeling well? Sergei raised his hand and gently stroked Yao Jingjing's forehead, and when he saw that his hand was a little hot, he frowned slightly.

"It's nothing, maybe it's a little tired, after all, I took a day's flight yesterday."

"Your forehead is a little hot, do you have a cold?"

"No, I guess it's on fire."

"How do you get on fire?"

"When you first arrive in an unfamiliar environment, if you don't adapt to it, you will get angry, which is normal."

Sergei nodded in agreement and said, "That's right." Wait a minute, I'll ask the maid to make you some gruel, and then sleep after eating the porridge, and rest more. ”

"Uh, I see, thank you."

"Thank you for being so kind to me. By the way, I'm going to set our wedding for the day after tomorrow, what do you think? ”

"Well, the day after tomorrow, isn't it too rushed? We only came back yesterday. ”

"The day after tomorrow happens to be a weekend, and the wedding is scheduled for the weekend, so there are many guests, and it is lively."

"Oh, well, it's all up to you."

"Well, by the way, when you get married in Russia, young newlyweds usually go to the martyrs' tombs to lay flowers. I don't know if you'd like to go? If you don't want to, we won't go, and that's not something you have to do. ”

"Well, whether I go or not, it's okay, you decide, if you want to go, let's go."

Seeing that Yao Jingjing was listless, Sergei thought for a while and said, "This, I'll decide when the time comes." ”

"Okay, listen to you."

"And the wedding dress, what do you think?"

"I don't have any ideas, it's up to you."

Yao Jingjing's every answer was basically 'you call the shots' and 'listen to you', which made Sergei a little discouraged.

Sergei raised his hand and stroked Yao Jingjing's cheek, showing concern, and said, "Lilia, you look so tired, and you don't have much energy. ”

Yao Jingjing frowned uncomfortably, she was a little resistant to Sergei's touch, especially hearing the name 'Lilia', which made her feel even more uncomfortable, but she knew that she couldn't show it.

"You need to rest more, okay, you go back and lie down." Sergei could see that Yao Jingjing didn't want to talk too much at this time, and ended the conversation with interest.

"Okay."

Yao Jingjing was about to close the door, but was stopped by Sergei.

"Wait a minute."

"How?" Yao Jingjing was stunned, at this moment she didn't want to talk to Sergey more, she just wanted to leave this man quickly.

Sergei stepped forward, grabbed Yao Jingjing's cheeks with both hands, and tenderly left a kiss on her forehead.

This kiss should have been romantic and beautiful, but at this time, Yao Jingjing felt a little disgusted with this kiss in her heart, because she knew that this kiss was not given to her by Sergei, but to her deceased wife.

"Good night."

"Uh, good night." Yao Jingjing pulled the corner of her lower lip in embarrassment and slowly closed the door.

Whew, Yao Jingjing leaned against the door, panting heavily, as if she had just broken free from some kind of restraint, just now in front of Sergei, she tried her best to hide her emotions, so that she would not lose her temper, not ask unnecessary questions, and strongly restrain herself. She knew that this would be the norm in the future, and she would have to adjust herself.

Soon it will be the day of marriage, it stands to reason that marriage is a big joy, and the bride and groom should be happy, but Yao Jingjing, who was sitting in front of the dresser, got up happily. Like a marionette, she let the makeup artist put on delicate makeup and change into a white wedding dress.

The wedding of Sergei and Yao Jingjing was held in Moscow's Shengwasily Ascension Cathedral, which is located at the southern end of Red Square in the center of Moscow, the capital of Russia, next to the Kremlin, and is an Orthodox cathedral built by Russian architects Balma and Postnik at the behest of Tsar Ivan the Great, completed in 1560. The name of the church was chosen after Vasily, a monk whom Ivan the Great trusted at the time.

This is the second time Yao Jingjing has come to this cathedral, as early as May when she visited Russia, she visited this church, and she did not expect to appear here again after less than two months, and this time she was a bride.

Originally, the procedures for holding a wedding in Russia were more complicated, but Sergei took into account that Yao Jingjing was a foreigner and might be a little repulsed by the customs of his country, and he had just arrived in Russia, Yao Jingjing seemed to be a little unaccustomed to the soil, and he had no energy in the past two days, so Sergei ordered that everything should be kept simple and held in accordance with the Western-style wedding.

When Yao Jingjing, who was dressed in a white wedding dress, approached the church with Sergei's hand, the guests on both sides of the aisle looked sideways and looked at the bride from China with burning eyes.

The slight pain in his arm made Sergei feel Yao Jingjing's nervousness, and his other big hand couldn't help but attach to Yao Jingjing's small hand to comfort him. The warm and thick touch relieved Yao Jingjing's flustered heart. Yao Jingjing stared sideways at Sergei's cheek, and it happened that Sergei also turned his head to look at Yao Jingjing, and for a moment, the four looked at each other, and the two couldn't help but smile. Yao Jingjing's nervous mood eased a little, the man in front of her, that is, the man who was about to become her husband, although he was strange and old, but the powerful aura and soft aura on his body made her feel safe.

Unconsciously, the two walked up to the priest, the Russian priest's dress is not quite the same as in the film and television drama, it has more national characteristics, I saw the priest say a lot in Russian, there seems to be no sign of stopping, Yao Jingjing can't understand, and he suddenly feels bored, and he doesn't dare to show abnormality. Anyway, the priest babbled for a long time, and finally everyone in the church shouted 'Ula', and the whole wedding ceremony was over. Yao Jingjing also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, this wedding was not as complicated as she imagined, and she did not make mistakes in the whole process, and there was no rudeness.