Shi Shouxuan was brought out by her own hands.

From childhood to adulthood, one step at a time, the master-apprentice relationship is deep, more like a mother and daughter.

She knows Shi Shouxuan very well, and her apprentice is indeed enlightened.

However, after all, only the people standing inside the door know what the avenue is, and she can only stand outside the door and look at the people inside the door, which only adds to her troubles.

"Let's go, it's time for this to be over......

Dao Gu's figure gradually drifted away.

Shi Shouxuan didn't leave, he looked stunned, thinking about it in his heart, and tears and memories began to melt up.

In an instant.

The two disappeared as if they had never been seen.

And at this time.

In the hall of Ning Guofu, the master of ceremonies was taking the final step:

"Send it to the cave ......"

Night falls.

According to the rules, there is an even more lively dinner.

As the groom's official, Jia Huan also had to entertain guests until late at night, rather than going directly to the cave room.

This is full of courtesy and sophistication, but the bride Lin Daiyu is different, as a woman in the backyard, she is naturally not allowed to come out and show her face, but was led to the newlywed house by the maid Qingwen and others, and rushed here to wait for the groom official Jia Huan to come over.

Jia Huan went out to toast, and everyone gave Jia Huan enough face.

Human relations, and the same is true for cultivating immortals.

Dao Cai Couple, what kind of thing can be made behind closed doors?

Even the immortals in "Journey to the West", aren't they also seniority, relying on relationships, going doorways, and asking for favors?

It was busy until late at night, and everyone was an immortal cultivator, and there were a lot of them.

Don't say that a thousand cups are not drunk, even if there are 100,000 cups, what does it matter?

Drinking is just drunkenness, and drunkenness is not good.

Everyone didn't embarrass Jia Huan, but just asked Jia Huan to write a poem, so they were willing to let Jia Huan go to the cave room.

Talented people from all walks of life are also clamoring for Jia Huan to compose poems on this festive day and become famous.

When Jia Huan heard this, he put down the wine in the cup, began to recite poems, and said casually: "The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. The sound of the singing pipe is thin, and the swing courtyard is heavy at night."

"A good Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, today to celebrate the marriage of the son, and I have heard such ancient sayings, I should drink three cups."

"Drink together."

"Drink together."

......

Good days and beautiful times, but there is also a day when the song ends.

There is no extinction in the world.

In the second half of the night, it was a pleasure.

The hour is not early.

Everyone knows that they can't afford to be without eyesight and delay other people's business.

The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold!

Therefore, the guests left Ning Guofu one after another.

Even Sun Shumo and the others from Yuelu Academy left after congratulating them on their joys.

From time to time, the sound of sending off customers can be heard outside the gate.

Lin Daiyu stayed in the room and saw that no one came in, so she hesitated, planning to lift her red hijab, but felt that it was inappropriate for her to do so, although her temperament was a lot more lively, she didn't dare to do such a thing.

It's just that he is a little bolder than ever.

Instead of sitting honestly at the head of the bed, he looked at the maid Snow Goose outside through the door and said, "How is the situation outside? When will it be over?"

"The master was still drinking with someone just now, and he was drinking happily. Miss don't worry, the hour is not early, it should be soon."

"I asked the little maid to go over and find out the situation."

Xue Yan knew what her young lady was thinking, and hurriedly asked Xiao Jixianger to go outside to find out the situation.

Xiao Jixianger got the request, and immediately went outside to find the little girl to ask about the situation, and then turned back.

She brought back a poem, "Spring Night One

The carving is worth a thousand gold, and the flowers have a fragrance and the moon has a shade. The sound of the singing pipe is thin, and the swing courtyard is heavy at night."

"Excellent poetry."

Lin Daiyu is also a poet and writer, and she has also made some achievements in poetry.

Stepping on the clean floor, pacing back and forth, admiring Jia Huan's poems.

Outside the gates.

Jia Zheng was talking to Jia Huan.

"I'll deal with it here, it's not too early, you must be in a hurry, hurry up!"

Jia Zheng is a person who has come over, and he knows the particularity of Jia Huan today, so he immediately stroked his beard with his right hand, slowly lowered it from top to bottom, and talked to the other guests who were about to leave, and sent them off in person.

Seeing Jia Zheng coming, everyone else had a sincere smile on their faces, and after thanking Jia Huan, they said goodbye to the others.

When Jia Huan broke free and appeared outside the door of the cave room, there was an indescribable nervousness in his heart.

The atmosphere froze slightly.

"Crunch-crunch---crunch!"

There was a sound of opening the door, and Lin Daiyu just glanced up and felt a familiar atmosphere.

As an immortal cultivator, the temperament that has been cultivated for a long time is unique and cannot be faked.

However, Jia Huan came to Lin Daiyu, but he gracefully lifted the red hijab, reached out to take off the headdress for Lin Daiyu, and said, "Madam, this headdress is not light, but it is difficult for Madame."

At this time, Lin Daiyu was in her prime, and she was born with a flower and a moon-like appearance and a willow slender waist.

On the wedding night, Jia Huan saw that his wife looked more and more red under the red candle, and felt that his wife was like a goddess descending from heaven, and he was a little stupid for a while.

"Husband, it's not too early, let's rest early!"

Lin Daiyu shook her head when she heard this, pinched the corner of her clothes shyly, and said.

Jia Huan was stunned for a moment, waved his hand to extinguish the candle in the room, threw Lin Daiyu on the bed, looked at Lin Daiyu's fairy face, and felt that he was lucky to be able to come to the world of Red Mansions and meet such a fairy concubine.

The green silk fell, Lin Daiyu closed her eyes, didn't dare to open them, like a little rabbit, hiding, for fear of seeing outsiders.

Between Jia Huan's snorts, his breath fluctuated slightly, and a faint fragrance of a fairy girl came to his nose.

Before Lin Daiyu could understand what had happened, her eyes widened, and she felt that there seemed to be something terrible in the darkness......

Soon.

She didn't know where she was.

On this night, the spring flowers are blooming outside, and the flowers are in full bloom.

This night, the moon is closed and the flowers are shy of flowers, and the taste is indescribable.

On this night, the two people were in love with each other.

A night of romance, naturally, there is no need to say more.

The young man is proud, and his wife is better than the fairy concubine, and he is even more proud in the world.

Jia Huan was drunk and gentle, and he didn't want to wake up.

I can't help but write a poem.

Fighting a hundred flowers, full of palace waist slender.

The waist is slender, and the age is too old. Just been touched by the romance, and the weeping poplar bun. Beginners learn strict makeup, like a depiction of a shaved figure, timid rain and shy cloud affection. How coquettish the move is.

Fighting for Nai's heart, he will not pity his son-in-law first. It was long and late at night, and he refused to enter the mandarin quilt. With Xie Luoshang, Yingying stood up with a silver slug on her back, but said that you should sleep first.