The onlookers followed the monarch all the way to Chengyuantai, a few months ago they were still here for the little royal highness who is still the princess to choose a family, and today they will witness the wedding ceremony of His Majesty and Fengjun, who has inherited the throne and become the female monarch.

The bells and drums were noisy, the salute rang out, the fireworks of the day exploded in the sky with the red glow of the fire, the monarch stopped under the stage, and the ceremonial supervisors greeted the holy car on the stage early.

Jun Qian turned over and dismounted, a pair of big hands reached into the tent curtain, and took out a pair of white and tender hands from the chariot. Jiuxi was held by him in the palm of his hand and slowly got off the throne.

The next moment, I felt that the sky was spinning, and my feet were empty, only to realize that I was being picked up by someone. With a slight sigh, his soft body leaned on his hard chest, and two pairs of snow-like wrists tightly wrapped around his neck.

"Doll, be careful. He whispered softly in her ear, and unsurprisingly saw that the tips of her ears, which were not covered by the hijab, were slightly reddened.

The onlookers in the audience looked at this pair of stunning people with envy, praying that the monarch loves His Majesty the female monarch so much, and it will definitely be a good story in the future.

The arms of the person holding her were strong and strong, and the hand holding her waist made her feel extra grounded. The long wedding dress dragged on the steps, and the young man held her in his arms, slowly climbing the stairs step by step, and at this moment, Jiuxi himself seemed to be unable to hear the noise of the outside world, only the strong heartbeat in his and her chests.

She never thought that she would like someone, but at this time, she could clearly feel that her dependence on this person and her unspeakable affection for her.

It seems that from this moment on, it is clear that in this life and this life, there is only one person and stay with him.

His name is Jun Qianjing.

The hand holding his neck not only tightened a little, but also slowly loosened for fear of strangling him. Jun Qianyu noticed her movements, and the corners of her eyes were dyed with a slight smile, and she paused and continued to walk to the stage, holding her waist and putting her down steadily.

"The marriage of two surnames, a contract, a good relationship forever, matching the same name. Look at the peach blossoms burning on this day, it is appropriate to have a room for IKEA, and the melons are full of melons in the year of Bu Ta, and Erchang is blazing. I would like to take the covenant of the white head, and write to the Hongjian, so that the alliance of red leaves will be set out in the mandarin spectrum. This testifies—"

"Bow down, please sacrifice heaven and earth!"

"Wait a minute. ”

Jun Qianyu interrupted leisurely, and the celebrant who presided over the wedding thought that something was wrong with him, and hurriedly asked: "Pray for His Majesty the monarch, but the official is ......."

The people in the audience didn't know why the monarch interrupted.

Could it be that you regret your marriage?

As soon as this thought came to him, he was pressed down again.

Jun Qianyan shook his head: "This gentleman never sacrifices to the sky. ”

The celebrant was stunned, worshipping heaven and earth is the rule of royal weddings since ancient times, and even ordinary people will worship when they get married, and the monarch is unwilling to worship heaven, how is this good?

"Yes, I heard that the monarch of the Qian Kingdom was obsessed with the Tao and did not think about the government, and later prayed for the monarchy to establish the country, so he set the rule of not sacrificing to the sky. ”

"It stands to reason that we Tianyuan don't respect the gods very much, so it shouldn't hurt. ”

The people in the audience were hustle and bustle.

"But this is a rule handed down from our ancestors, and today is the wedding ceremony of the monarchs of the two countries, can this rule be easily changed?"

It didn't take long to find out.

"Lone does not want to sacrifice to the sky. Five years ago, the epidemic in the country was the scourge of the Seven Star Pavilion, and the disciples of the Buddha slaughtered the Seven Star Pavilion with chivalrous courage and courage, and took action to eradicate the Seven Star Pavilion, so as to save the people of the world from the scourge of this epidemic. ”

Although Jiuxi covered his head, he could also know the situation at the scene. She took the hand of the person next to her and took a step forward, saying hello to everyone present.

"Buddha slaughter merits, deserve to be worshipped!"

"Buddha slaughter merits, deserve to be worshipped!"

"Buddha slaughter merits, deserve to be worshipped!"

Although the people of the Tian Yuan Dynasty have not suffered from the epidemic, they also know that the Qian Kingdom is suffering, and the one that Your Excellency Seven Stars has to deal with must be Tian Yuan.

The rabbit died and the fox was sad.

Therefore, he also admired the righteous actions of the disciples of the Buddha Tu to eliminate evil, and responded to the will of Jiuxi.

"Well, since I agree, then I will make an order, and from now on. The Tianyuan Dynasty, no matter whether it is mourning or joy, sacrificing to the ancestors, does not worship the sky, and respects the Buddha instead!"

"Change the Buddha Tu!"

"Change the Buddha Tu!"

"Change the Buddha Tu!"

"Si Li, please continue. ”

The celebrant gave a salute to Jiuxi and Jun Qianjiao, and then continued: "Bow down, please sacrifice to the Buddha!"

The two of them faced the direction of the mountain and sea temple to the south and bowed down to worship.

A little bit of light appeared out of thin air in front of him, and where the two of them bowed down, the Buddha Butcher stood tall and faced the two.

"Who's that guy?!"

"Buddha-faced Shura, cinnabar in the eyebrows, is the Buddha slaughtering master Qiantu!"

There is a legend of the Buddha slaughtering master in the mortal world, and the pilgrims who go to the Shanhai temple to worship have also seen the face of the Buddha slaughterer. Therefore, when Qiantu appeared in the mortal world, there are still mortals who can recognize it.

"It's the Buddha Slaughterer, the Buddha Slaughterer Thousand Slaughters have appeared!"

"Welcome to the mortal world!"

"I am here today, but I have heard that there is a happy event in your country, and I have an appointment with someone, so I have come to congratulate you, and you do not need to salute. ”

Hearing this, Jiuxi hurriedly ripped off his hijab, and when he saw the gentle and elegant Zen master in front of him, he looked at it fixedly, and hooked his lips and laughed.

There seemed to be a sparkle in his eyes.

Her wedding ceremony, her mother and father will not accompany her, which is also a Tianyuan wedding custom, symbolizing the meaning of children leaving their parents on the day of their wedding and becoming independent from then on.

She had to be alone, with the people who would be with her for the rest of her life, and her parents were waiting in the palace, and now she was alone.

However, the Zen master appeared.

She remembered the last conversation she had with the Zen master that day in the Qiongming Mountains.

"Will the Zen master come back to see me in the future? If there is a Zen master in his heart, Jiuxi will never forget his original intention. ”

"As you wish. ”

Zen master he, really, came.

Unlike a few days ago, when the Zen master appeared in the palace to drink tea and chat in her palace, that time she felt that the Zen master had something in her heart, so when she waited for Jun Qianjiao, the two wanted to talk alone, and she knew that the Zen master might have come to her palace to wait for Shao Xuan.

Today, however, it means something different to her.

The Zen master was like a kind elder, looking at her with gentle eyes, and congratulating her on her wedding.

The heart is unprovoked, and it is a little sad and moved.

It seems that it is really like her biological father is here, and it is different from her biological father in this life, Lord Zuo Xiang.

"Zen Master ......"

"Little girl, grow up. ”

Qiantu's deep, inky eyes were tinged with soft color, and he reached out and touched her soft hair, giving him the blessing of being a father.

Although reincarnated, although this life is mortal.

Although she is called Jimo Jiuxi.

However, it is also the child of him and Snow Tortoise, their little Jiuxi.

Son, my father, instead of my mother, gives you the most sincere blessings - may my son be healthy and happy in this life.

When the ancient array first met, she was a little doll who had not yet reached his knees, and when she encountered this great disaster, she was reincarnated again, and now she has reached the age of marriage.

He picked up the hijab that was pinched in the palm of his hand and slowly covered her.

"Girl, go on, I'll be with you. ”

After saying that, he went to the other side and sat down on the side, and watched the ceremony quietly.

Everyone had not yet recovered from the shock, Jiuxi had already covered his head and hung his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jun Qianyu looked at the celebrant standing next to him, thinking that although the priest of the moon had presided over all the ceremonies, he had never seen the worshiped god Venerable suddenly appear out of thin air when he was being worshipped, and he was also a little frightened.

However, receiving Lord Fengjun's cold gaze, he remembered what he should do next.

"Second worship - please worship your relatives!"

Today, although Jimo Wei and Zhongli Qianyue are here, there are also high hall seats on the stage. Jun Qianyu led Jiuxi, but did not bow to the seat of the high hall towards = , but bowed in the direction of the palace.

The two tacitly turned around together and bowed in the direction where the Zen master was sitting.

The Zen master's expression did not change, but there was a trace of something beside him in his eyes.

"Three prostrations - husband and wife worship together!"

Jun Qianyu let go of Jiuxi's hand, the two faced each other, and they saluted.

Husband and wife worshipped, and the ceremony was completed. Jun Qianyu thought silently in his heart.

She's his real wife.

In this life, from this moment on, he has left his mark.

His wife.

His, dolls.

"All the people have the same witness, the big wedding is completed - please take the female monarch and Feng Jun together, and return to the palace to play!"

The ceremonial eunuch beside him stepped forward with a jade ruyi wrapped in a red cloth, Jun Qianyu picked it up, held the jade ruyi with his slender fingers, and gently lifted the hijab of the girl standing in front of him.

A stunning face was revealed.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and with a smile in his eyes, he reached out to her. She held it slowly and firmly.

"Tianyuan people, congratulations to the two gentlemen and tied the knot. For thousands of years, protect my family and country, and the mountains and rivers will be safe!"

Seeing that the big wedding was completed, the people who were watching in the audience knelt down and bowed one after another, sending the second monarch back to the palace.

"Do you want to ride a horse with me to see the red makeup scene of the ten-mile long street laid for you?"

Jiuxi bent his eyes and nodded with a smile.

With a hint of interest in his eyes, he leaned over and picked her up again, stepped down the steps slowly, carried her to the jujube red horse beside Jun Yuan, carefully put the girl in his arms on the horse, and turned over on the horse himself.

Regardless of the people present and the priests and priests on and off the stage, and the people in front of the palace, they did not glance at the monarch who was supposed to ride back to the palace together. The young man spurred the horse to gallop, and took the girl in front of him away, the fresh clothes were angry with the horse, the sleeves were flying, and the red wedding dress and wedding dress were integrated on the horse, all of which were a touch of red brilliance.

The spring flowers are warm towards the grate, and the wind and the moon are red and apricot makeup. Fang borrowed flowers to add moonlight, and enjoyed the autumn night for spring supper. Huaiyin Lianzhi has been Qirui for a hundred years, and the fifth generation of Hekai and Di is auspicious.

The red glow has faded, and the sky was prosperous at that time, ten miles of long streets, red makeup, and horses galloping.

Young couple, full of affection and honey.

After the two of them left for a long time, the people who had been forgotten in Chengyuantai came back to their senses and reminisced about what they had just seen.

Maybe in this life, seeing the demeanor of these two gentlemen, it will be unforgettable.

The priest on the stage and the ceremonial supervisors and guards in front of the hall looked at each other from afar, and they were speechless for a while.

With such a disregard for etiquette, the master had no choice but to dismiss the onlookers, count the dowry and dowry in the ink box and the red box that was still placed on the street, and then lift the empty monarch and turn back to the palace.