Ten days later, the Arctic ice field, Wushan.

When Princess Rong saw her son who had returned safely, she was full of joy, and she was even more surprised when she heard that the two had married, and immediately ordered someone to arrange a grand wedding for them in the large square used by the clansmen's sacrifices.

It was night, the moon and stars were scarce, and the sacrificial square was full of people, and it was very lively.

The bonfire was lit, and the large square illuminated by dozens of fires was lit up, and all the people, men and women, young and old, danced happily around the fire.

Ye Xiuyan changed into the bridal costume of the Wu clan, with green feathers on her head and three bright paints painted on her cheeks, and came to the square accompanied by Prince Rong and Princess Rong.

In the middle of the square, a group of young girls of her age ran over, each holding a copper bell the size of a red date, hanging from the ribbon around the thin waist of the bride.

Lin Jingcheng wore a groom's costume, walked slowly surrounded by teenagers, took his beloved wife's hand, and came to the fire.

The girls danced around the fire, and Lin Jingcheng also pulled his beloved wife to participate.

The copper bell hanging on the ribbon swayed gently with the bride's slender waist, and the bell jingled, which was very good.

The blessing dance began.

Led by a shaman, the clansmen sang and danced to a cheerful rhythm around a new couple.

Ye Xiuyan's heart was inexplicably soft, and at the moment of the end of the prayer, she suddenly sensed that she had a subtle bond with this mysterious and ancient race.

"Child, drink this bowl of blessed water, and you will be a member of the Wu clan from now on."

In the witch clan, the oldest wizard, a white-haired old woman, came to the bride lovingly with a bowl of silver-gray water burned by talismans.

Ye Xiuyan subconsciously looked at Lin Jingcheng, saw him nodding, took the bowl and drank it all.

Fu water entered her abdomen, and her little belly was warm, and it seemed that there was a flame the size of a bean, warming her womb.

When the old woman saw her drink the water, her smile became even kinder, and she held a skull cane and circled around the two newlyweds: "The water of blessing is also called the water of the son, drink this bowl of water, and bless your children and grandchildren." ”

Ye Xiuyan's ears were blushing, her eyelids drooped, and she didn't dare to look at the smiling faces of the clansmen.

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When the prayer was over, fresh venison was skewered on the grill of the fire, the tribesmen drank and ate meat, and the young boys and girls gathered around a young couple and laughed non-stop.

Lin Jingcheng did not refuse to come, and the booze of one cup after another attracted applause one after another.

Ye Xiuyan was emotionally driven by him, and couldn't help but drink two more glasses, her cheeks slightly drunk.

"After drinking that bowl of child-giving water, will you be able to give birth to a baby with magical abilities?"

After three more glasses of wine, she rubbed her not-sober-sober head and poured it into her husband's arms.

"Madame likes babies with abilities?"

Lin Jingcheng hugged his beloved wife tightly, and his eyes gradually became deeper.

"yes, I like it."

Ye Xiuyan's eyes were drunk and hazy, and she rubbed his heart affectionately.

"Okay, let's go and have a baby with special abilities."

Lin Jingcheng's eyes were doting, he grabbed his beloved wife with both hands, his figure flashed, and he disappeared in place.

"Hehe, it's good to be young."

The old woman smiled lovingly, and stood up tremblingly from the fire with her skull staff.

"Granny Mu, Yun Xuan will help you go back."

Prince Rong got up hurriedly and stretched out her hand to help.

"No need, this old bone can last for a few years."

Granny Mu smiled and waved her hand, leaned on crutches, and slowly walked towards the back mountain, gradually blending into the dark night.

(End of chapter)