"Miss, it's late at night, let's rest early. Qianru lived in the same room with Qingyue, Qingyue made the bed, and Qianru sat on the chair next to her, holding her cheeks with one hand and sticking out of the window with the other, feeling the evening breeze.

"Qingyue, you see that the moonlight on this island is so beautiful! Qianru looked at the moonlight with a look of intoxication.

Qingyue walked to the window, looked up and said, "Miss, why didn't I see any difference between this moonlight and ours?" ”

You girl is not romantic at all. Qianru pointed to the moon and said, "The moon on this sea is huge and bright like a pearl, and most of the moons in our mountains are hazy." ”

"It's true to hear that young lady say that. Qingyue looked at the sky carefully.

"By the way, Qingyue, have you heard that the bride is the daughter of any family?"

"In the afternoon, I heard the maid in the house say that she is the young lady of Shushan Yunfu. ”

"Shushan Yunfu. Qianru asked: "But the Cloud Mansion of the Shushan Tianxue Sect." ”

"Exactly, it's Yun Yannan's second daughter. ”

Qingyue nodded back.

The Shushan Tianxue Sect and the Dongjiao Sect were thousands of miles apart, and I was really curious about how these two came together. Qianru looked curious.

Alright, don't be curious, young lady, let's rest early. Qingyue urged.

"Good. ”

Qianru got up and freshened up.

Early in the morning of the second day, the guests, under the leadership of the disciples of Moyao, browsed the scenery of the three islands of Mojiao, and the three islands of Fangyu, Langhua and Xiujing have their own characteristics.

Fangyu Island, exotic flowers and plants, fragrant overflowing, bees and butterflies swarming; Langhua Island, strange mountains and strange stones, peaks and peaks are like gathering, and there are thousands of forms; Xiujing Island, the spring is deep and deep, gurgling and tinkling, and the scenery is picturesque.

Song Ningxi and the others went back to their residence after visiting Langhua Island, and met Luo Zhensheng and his party on the way.

"Lord of the Song Sect. ”

"Senior Luo. ”

Luo Zhensheng greeted Song Ningxi: "Master of the Song Sect, you Qingxuan Sword Sect are here to congratulate, why don't you see Second Master Tan everywhere." ”

"Senior Luo, my father went to Lihezhou. Chisuo replied.

"Away from Hezhou. Regarding the escape of the poor Qi Zang Qi from Hezhou and the destruction of the Fog Hidden Immortal Gate, Luo Zhensheng had already heard of it: "Is it because of the matter of leaving the Fog Hidden Immortal Gate of Hezhou?"

"Exactly. ”

Luo Zhensheng clasped his hands in front of his chest, and said with admiration: "Qingxuan Sword Sect is not the leader of the Immortal Sect, and everything is for the sake of the Immortal Sect, and he is the first to take the lead, which is really admirable." ”

"Senior Luo, you are serious. Qianru saluted Luo Zhensheng.

"I see that the three of you are all young talents, unlike dogs who do nothing all day. After that, Luo Zhensheng glanced at Luo Jiajun and said, "Jiajun, you have always sweated with Xia Gongzi, but it seems that he is learning." ”

Luo Jiajun pretended to listen: "Yes, father." ”

"Senior Luo, Master Luo is suave and dignified, don't say that. Qianru said politely.

Luo Jiajun grinned when he saw Qianru helping him speak, and his deep dimples appeared.

"If this kid is as good as the three of you, the old man will have to worry a lot less. Luo Zhensheng didn't know whether he was deliberately humble or really felt that his son was not successful, and his face was contemptuous and disdainful.

"In the future, I will interact with the three of them more and learn from them, you say yes, Lord Song. Luo Jiajun held the folding fan in his hand upside down and saluted Song Ningxi.

"Young Master Luo, if you like the scenery of Qingying Peak, you are welcome to come to my Qingying Peak as a guest at any time in the future. ”

"Master Song, I have written down this, little brother. Luo Jiajun slapped the fan in his palm, looking like he was smiling.

At night, on the three islands of Fangyu, Langhua and Xiujing, countless red lanterns are hung, which is very beautiful.

On the west side of the third floor of the high eaves hall building in the Wanghui Palace, it is the residence of Shang Ping, the owner of the young island of Moliang - Xiaofeng Pavilion, this Shang Ping is a few years older than Song Ningxi and others, and the red candle flower paper in Xiaofeng Pavilion is arranged in an orderly manner.

"Young Master, tomorrow is you and Miss Yun, no, it's the young lady's big day, you rest early, you can be busy tomorrow." "Xian Feng, the head manager of Xiaofeng Pavilion, is accompanying Shang Ping in the room, this Shang Ping is twenty-four years old this year, and he is also a handsome young man in fresh clothes and angry horses, but this is about to get married tomorrow, but his face doesn't seem to have much joy.

"Mr. Xian, I see. Shang Fang just tried on the wedding dress, and at this moment, the two maids were changing his clothes.

"Young master, since this is the case, then I will retire first. Xian Feng bowed and saluted, "You rest early." ”

Shang Ping stretched out his arms, and the two maids waited one after the other, "Then you go first." ”

Xian Feng exited the room, and after a while, the two maids also exited the room, Shang Ping sat alone in the room, the window was open, and the stars in the sky were like inlaid in a narrow window, he walked to the window and looked at a building in the southwest, which was also brightly lit.

The building is called Yafeng Ju, and it is none other than his wife who is about to pass through the door - Shushan Tianxue Sect Yun Su Rui.

"Yun girl......." Shang Ping's title was very raw, he leaned on the window edge, muttered with a melancholy face, and his expression was like a groom official who was about to spend candles in the cave room.

On the second day, just after the end of the day, the disciples began to be busy for the wedding ceremony, especially the kitchen burner Jisun, who did not dare to have the slightest neglect, the master of ceremonies, the band, the ceremonial room, and the welcome guests were all in place according to the deployment.

Shang Ping was woken up early in the morning, and put on the groom's clothes, red clothes and red crowns, finely embroidered gold silk textures, the pattern is dragon and phoenix peony, mandarin duck plaice, jade belt hook jade, black boots decorated with emerald.

The guests who came to congratulate them, also got up early, for a time the mist did not disperse on the Molai Island, people came and went, the lively atmosphere spread on the island before the wedding began, Song Ningxi and others were outside the Wanghui Palace, every ten steps of stone steps outside the hall, there were the family emblem flags of the Molai Shang family and the Shushan Yun family.

The emblem flag of the Shang family is based on light blue, the wave pattern decorates the edge, the middle of the flag is a white and blue whirlpool that rotates counterclockwise, the center of the whirlpool is two winfish, the winfish has two wings, the wings are the same as the white pigeon, the sound is like a mandarin duck, generally in pairs, the body is delicate fish scales, the whole is silver gray or off-white, the dorsal fin and the fish tail are vermilion, and the two winfish are one left and one right for the posture of roaming in the water.

The emblem flag of Shushan Tianxue Sect is orange-red, simple white lines, surrounded into a square frame, the center is a snow owl, the snow owl is the descendant of the ancient phoenix, the phoenix gives birth to nine chicks, the four sons of the snow phoenix and the snow owl, the snow owl is bright and silvery-white around the body, the eyes are dark blue, the two snow-colored long eyebrows are the most obvious, the thin neck is like a crane, there are six wings, the front of the tail is like a fan, the rear end is the phoenix tail, about one zhang long, make a soaring posture.

"Brother, look at the flags of these two families, one side is the Yingyu, the other is the snow owl, one is swimming in the water, the other is flying in the sky, I didn't think it could be a family, it looks like this pair of newcomers, even if one is in Shushan, the other is in Dongji. Qianru looked at the emblems on the two flags and expressed her opinions, looking full of envy.

"This is called fate, a thousand miles of marriage, and in the future, I will also ask my father to find you a farther in-law's house. Chisuo quipped.

"Brother, I don't want to get married, and even if I do, it can't be too far, I can't be reluctant to get married. Qianru complained in a low voice: "Besides, your sister is married far away, if you miss me, what should you do?"

Qiansuo gently knocked on Qianrudi's forehead and said, "Then why don't you find a junior brother in the sect to marry, what do you think?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, nasty. "The people who came with Qianru except for Qingyue are all Qianru's fellow brothers, for example, Qingchong is Qianru's senior brother, as soon as Qiansuo's words came out, Qianru couldn't help but laugh behind him, Qianru saw so many people laughing at herself, and she felt her face boiling for a while.

Qiansuo and Song Ningxi also laughed when they saw Qianru's appearance, Qianru raised the corners of her mouth embarrassedly, but her eyes unconsciously glanced at Song Ningxi, who was laughing.

As soon as the time came, the wedding ceremony began.

First of all, salutes and firecrackers, followed by gongs and drums, the maids of the Yun family and the monk's family on the pavilion sprinkled flowers all over the sky, the bright petals fluttered down, with the fragrance slowly falling, the red carpet Wanghui Hall was spread out to the palace, the guests gave gifts and congratulations, the housekeeper of the ceremonial room greeted more than a dozen family members to receive gifts, and the welcoming family and maids brought the guests into the designated position in the hall one by one.

On the square outside the Wanghui Palace, the groom Shang Ping and the bride Yun Surui approached from the east and west sides, and the ceremonial officials on the stone steps immediately made a gesture to the band outside the hall when they saw the arrival of the newlyweds.

"Wedding music. ”

The family member in charge of the orchestra greeted the musician and played a cheerful wedding music, and behind Yun Surui in the square was a team of maids brought from Yunfu, and behind Shang Ping was a team composed of his own family maids.

That Yun Su Ruifeng is wearing a crown of xiaxia, hijab and covering her face, and she can't see her appearance clearly, but she can see that this woman's skin is like clotted fat, she can be broken by blowing, her figure is graceful, graceful and graceful, a pair of jade peaks are plump, her height is slightly higher than that of ordinary women, her legs are not slender, but they are slender, and the skin on her legs is very tight, and there is no fat.

Shang Ping also put on a trace of light makeup on his face today, looking red, but his expression was very cold, and he couldn't see any joy.

The two stepped on the red carpet, and a depressed wedding lady on the red carpet shouted with a sharp voice: "A match made in heaven, tie the knot, make wings in heaven, the ground is connected, the guests praise each other, Lang Jun and the bride are virtuous, please groom and bride hand in hand." ”

With that, Shang Ping stretched out his hand and stopped at Yun Surui's hand, Yun Surui put his hand on it, and both of them felt that each other's hands were cold.

The two walked up the steps step by step in the music, and Shang Ping moved his lips slightly and said, "Miss Yun, it's too late for you to regret it now." ”

Yun Surui lowered her head, looking at the steps under her feet through the gap in her hijab: "Brother Ping, so far, what law do you and I have?" ”

"But......" A flash of anxiety flashed across Shang Ping's face.

"If you don't want to, you can run away from marriage, in the end, you and I can't escape fate. ”

The voice under the hijab came, although it was softly spoken, but it could also hear Yun Surui's voice like a swallow and a song of the warbler, presumably it could match the appearance of this voice, and it should also be a country and a city.

Crossing the threshold of the Wanghui Palace, the Lord sat on Yun Huanan and Shang Yu, both of whom were dressed in gorgeous clothes, looking extremely happy.