Rong Yueyuan's words eased the pressure on Song Yizhi's heart a lot.

Song Yizhi exhaled, then stood up, "Cultivate!" ”

As long as you are strong enough to a certain extent, it is feasible to turn the tide with the power of one person.

Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi, who ran to the open space and sat cross-legged to cultivate, silently got up and went over, and sat beside her to practice pranayama.

Song Yizhi's cultivation has been more than a month.

If it weren't for the upcoming ceremony of Song Yiheng and Huaizhu's marriage, Rong Yueyuan might not be able to wake her up from her cultivation.

Song Yizhi finished his cultivation, opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, saw that he had already changed his clothes, and spoke, "Have I been cultivating for more than a month?" ”

Rong Yueyuan replied and said softly, "There are still two hours left before the Marriage Ceremony, you can rest for a while and then clean up." ”

Song Yizhi nodded and stretched out his hand casually.

Rong Yueyuan reached out and grabbed Song Yizhi's hand and pulled the person up.

Song Yizhi easily checked Rong Yueyuan's physical condition.

"That's a good reply." Song Yizhi took it back, "When I come back after eating the wine, I'll help you change the medicine." ”

Rong Yueyuan responded.

Looking at Song Yizhi, who turned around and went back to the house to clean up, Rong Yueyuan walked to the small pavilion and sat and waited.

After a while, Song Yizhi came out in a smoky purple skirt.

The little girl who has always been plain wears a wide-sleeved floor-length skirt, and her hair bun also has some hairpins, which is elegant but definitely not plain.

Song Yizhi walked to the small pavilion with his skirt in his hand, looked at the man holding the teacup, and said, "Fifth Elder, let's go to Song Ningfeng first to see if there is anyone who needs help." ”

Rong Yueyuan responded, then put down the teacup, stood up, and walked over to lead Song Yizhi away.

Song Ningfeng.

When Song Yizhi and Rong Yueyuan came over, they saw that the entire Song Ningfeng was covered with red silk, which looked particularly festive.

"I'll go find Senior Sister Huaizhu." Song Yizhi and Rong Yueyuan said, "You can go to your brother, and you can also go to your mother." ”

It would not be appropriate for the Fifth Elder to follow Senior Sister Huaizhu on his side.

Rong Yueyuan responded, although she knew that Song Yizhi was not weak, she still advised, "Be careful." ”

Song Yizhi nodded, and then took the flying magic weapon to Huaizhu's cave.

Rong Yueyuan went to the main hall, and after not seeing Song Luo, he went to the scene of the ceremony to wait.

This way.

When Song Yizhi went to Huaizhudong Mansion, he saw a lot of senior sisters and sisters.

Song Yizhi finally squeezed from the crowd to the door, and then saw his mother combing Senior Sister Huaizhu's hair.

Song Luo glanced back at her daughter at the door, and continued to comb Huaizhu's hair, "If you don't come again, I'll let Ran Yizhou invite you." ”

Song Yizhi smiled, and then said obediently, "Mother is fine." ”

Song Luo responded.

Song Yizhi walked into the house from the door, looked at Huaizhu in a red dress, and said in admiration, "Senior sister is so beautiful!" ”

Huaizhu Monster glanced at Song Yizhi with disgust, and then reached out and pulled her to him.

"I went to Kyaukyue Peak to find you, and the fifth elder said that you are in retreat, so you have to give up the retreat?" Huaizhu's gentle voice sounded.

I heard that Zhizhi went to Kyaukyue Peak after he came back, but he didn't expect to see the five elders, and the five elders said that Zhizhi was in retreat, and he came back, but he didn't think that Zhizhi's retreat was more than a month.

Counting that she has not been seen since she went out to deliver posts, she has not seen her for more than three months.

Song Yizhi looked at the radiant Huaizhu and said with a smile, "If you don't go out of the customs, you won't be able to catch up with the big day of the senior sister." ”

Huaizhu scratched the tip of Song Yizhi's nose with his fingers, and said with a gentle and doting smile, "If you miss it, see how my brother and I punish you." ”

Song Yizhi snorted twice, "I won't miss it!" I have to eat my brother and sister's wine! ”

Looking at her daughter who wanted to rub into Huaizhu's arms, Song Luo said lightly, "Don't mess with your sister-in-law, stay on the side." ”

Song Yizhi sighed, and then moved to the side to sit.

Huaizhu used spiritual power to send some snacks to Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi watched this festive and lively scene while eating snacks.

After Song Luo combed Huaizhu's hair bun, Song Luo took out a golden-red flower crown and put it on Huaizhu.

The onlookers at the door gasped when they saw the flower crown on Huaizhu's head.

The Great Elder is really a great deal, but it can be seen that the Great Elder really loves this disciple.

Song Luo looked at the radiant Huaizhu dressed in red, and reached out to arrange the tassels hanging from the flower crown for her, "The time is almost up." ”

Looking at Huaizhu like this, I really have a feeling of marrying a daughter, and I feel a little reluctant in my heart.

Huaizhu was a little nervous when she heard this, she took a deep breath and then slowly spit it out.

In a moment, a bustling voice came.

Huaizhu's hand on his lap involuntarily held it in one place.

After a while, Song Yiheng, who was dressed in a red robe, was pushed in.

Seeing Huaizhu looking up, Song Yiheng showed a smile, and the already handsome man was a little more high-spirited and happy, "Senior sister, I'm here." ”

Huaizhu's face was a little red, she answered, and the gentle and elegant woman was a little more coquettish at this time.

Song Yiheng walked up, took Huaizhu's hand, and walked out amid the congratulations of relatives and friends.

Song Yizhi, who was holding a plate of dim sum, looked very happy, and the happy little girl was left behind.

The scene of the ceremony is in the main hall halfway up the main peak.

When the group came over from Song Ningfeng, there were already many guests in the hall.

When Song Yizhi came in, he saw that the sect master of the Hehuan Sect and the sect master of the Wanmo Sect who had a relationship with each other were there.

At a glance, most of the acquaintances.

Song Yizhi hid the dim sum plate in his hand behind him, and then walked to his seat with a gentle and elegant face.

Halfway through, Wei Ling took advantage of the large number of people around him and snatched the dim sum plate that Song Yizhi hid behind him.

Song Yizhi, who was empty-handed, looked back, saw Wei Ling's arrogant smile, glanced at her, and then withdrew his gaze and walked towards his seat.

Although Song Yizhi, who dressed up a little, fell behind, she still attracted the attention of many people with her face.

Song Yizhi sat down in his seat.

Song Yiheng and Huaizhu walked hand in hand to the center of the main hall.

Song Luo was about to say a few words when a ragged couple ran out of the crowd and pounced directly on Huaizhu, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes.

"My daughter, my daughter!!" The old woman with half-white hair cried as she threw herself up.

Before the pair of old women touched Huaizhu, a spiritual power tied the two of them.

As soon as Shen Bu's hand on the main seat moved, the old couple was sent to the corner.

Huaizhu was about to turn back, but Song Yiheng raised his hand to gently support her shoulder, and said gently, "Senior sister, don't look at dirty things on a big day." ”

Huaizhu looked at the tenderness in Song Yiheng's eyes, and then responded, standing upright.

Song Luo suppressed the anger in her heart, and her always cold voice softened slightly, "Thank you for coming to the wedding banquet where my son and my own disciple became a Taoist couple. ”

Song Luo's words fell, and the second elder who acted as the master of ceremonies on the side spoke, "When the auspicious time comes, please marry the two of you in the presence of relatives and friends." ”

(End of chapter)