On the high platform, there were also more than a dozen banquets, all of which were relatives and friends of the Yan family of the Chen family, as well as the people of Qingyunmen and Shanghemen of Chen Sanshimen, the saints of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the right prime minister, and some officials of Chen Wen's same hall were also among them.

Originally, for these high-ranking officials and nobles in the mortal world, Chen San did not plan to invite them to the stage and banquet, but Chen Chong's fear of power made Chen Chong insist on keeping these people on the stage, and Chen San was stubborn, so he let him go.

As for the sect monks in the audience, seeing Chen San's relatives and friends and fellow disciples on the stage, they may not have anything, but after seeing that some powerful people in the mortal world can go on stage and feast, Chen San doesn't care.

The banquet under the high stage has begun, but no one on the high platform has moved chopsticks, and they are all sitting quietly chatting and waiting.

Soon after, more than a dozen people appeared at the steps of the high platform, and after Chen Chong saw it, he immediately led a table of people to get up and laughed: "In-laws, come, come and sit, I'll wait for you." ”

It was Yan Qingyu's family and some close relatives and friends who stepped on the high platform. Hearing this, Yan Qingyu also smiled and said: "After Yu'er went out, there were some trivial things to clean up, so you waited for a long time." ”

"Soon, soon, we just wanted to see our in-laws so much. ”

The child got married, and the Tan family, who finally got his wish, was the happiest one among everyone, and replied with a smile when he heard the words.

As soon as Tan's words came out, everyone burst out laughing.

Then Yan Changwei divided his relatives and friends into the rest of the banquet, and led his wife and children to sit at Chen Chong's table.

Chen Chong is the chief. Even if the three generations of children of the Chen family have never sat down, counting Chen San and Yan Qingyu, there are as many as nine people. Coupled with the Qingyunmen Wang Chaoyang and all the elders from Quanlai, several elders from Shanghemen, and the three members of the Yan family, there were more than 20 people at a table.

On a huge round table made of fine yellow flowers, and on the table covered with a red tablecloth, thirteen dishes, three of each of which are placed in front of everyone, so that everyone can taste all kinds of delicious food.

There are many people with extraordinary powers on the table, even if the wine and food have been on the table for a while, they are still steaming and fragrant, as if they have just been served on the table.

Later, Chen San, Yan Qingyu and his wife took turns to toast everyone at the table, Chen Chong got up with satisfaction, and everyone sat down to eat and drink with chopsticks.

Looking at his father Chen Chong's smug expression, Chen San smiled slightly.

This father of his own, like ordinary mortals, likes vanity and comparison, and Chen San, as a child, is not an unfilial person, so he tries his best to satisfy him.

Glancing at the thousands of monks and tens of thousands of guests on the stage, Chen San himself couldn't help but feel proud, for thousands of years, how many people could be as beautiful as him Chen San.

Looking back at Yan Qingyu who was lightly teasing the bead curtain beside him, only revealing a pair of delicate pink lips to eat and drink carefully, Yan Qingyu who was touching with just a pair of pink lips, Chen San's pride retreated, and a soft glint appeared in his eyes.

As if feeling Chen San watching, Yan Qingyu turned his head to look at Chen San, and after seeing the soft light in Chen San's eyes, even though there was a bead curtain barrier, Yan Qingyu's face with a touch of red on his cheeks still fell in Chen San's eyes.

Seeing the shy and lovely wife turn her head back, Chen San grinned at the corners of his mouth, picked up the cup in front of him and saluted everyone on the table, and everyone laughed and drank the wine in the glass.

The feast lasted for five hours, from noon to evening. During the period, people kept coming to the banquet to remove the spare cups and plates, and prepare snacks, fresh fruits, and strong tea. When the sky was about to dark, in the shack built in the corner of the square, nearly a thousand cooks struggled to wave the pots and spoons in their hands, making fragrant dishes in the blazing firelight, and then thousands of hands served the dishes.

Hundreds of lighting techniques rose from the guests like fireworks, rose to the top of the top ten feet or so and stopped, and suddenly reflected the entire square as if it were day. Beans Literature Network

It wasn't until the end of the day, when a guest came to the high stage to say goodbye, that tens of thousands of guests left the table one after another.

After all the guests left, Chen Chong and the others got up and left their seats and walked towards their respective mansions.

Back in front of the Chen Mansion, the time was just right, before the time came, the fire plate was lit again in front of the Chen Mansion, Chen San and his wife crossed again, and then entered the hall to toast the three old brothers and Song Zhuoxian and others, and the husband and wife were sent into the cave room.

At this point, a magnificent but slightly messy and ordinary wedding has finally come to an end.

The big red candle tears fell, the candlelight swayed, and the happy room full of happy words was a blurry shaking, Yan Qingyu sat on the new bed in the room, the red makeup brocade robe trembled slightly, and the bead curtain on the top swayed slightly.

Chen San handed it out with both hands, gently lifted the bead curtain on the beauty next to him, looked at Yan Qingyu with his head hanging slightly, looked down at Yan Qingyu in both hands, and hooked his index finger slightly, against the beauty's jaw.

Gently mentioned, he raised the head of the beautiful mantle to face himself, looking at the slightly misty eyes of Yan Qingyu, who was slightly powdered and glorious, Chen San also had a trace of confusion in his eyes, and he couldn't help but stick his face up.

As if afraid, Yan Qingyu retreated slightly, but Chen Sanyu held him with his hand, and after he couldn't retreat, he had to close his eyes and not look at it.

Getting closer, looking at the beautiful woman's delicate lips and nose, every minute and inch is like the most beautiful thing in the world, Chen San stopped and watched carefully.

After a long time, Yan Qingyu's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and when he seemed to open his eyes to take a look, Chen San's face was close and kissed the beautiful woman's smooth forehead.

Yan Qingyu's body trembled again, his eyes closed again, and then he felt the heat on his forehead leave, and his body trembled even more.

Finally, a fiery fire came from his lips, Yan Qingyu felt that his soul melted, and he didn't feel much anymore, and his body trembled and stopped.

When a wide palm was placed on the placket of his chest, Yan Qingyu was immediately startled, and when he opened his eyes, he reached out and pressed it on top of his big hand.

Yan Qingyu's face was almost red, and the **** holding Chen San's hand couldn't stop rising and falling violently, but his eyes looked at Chen San for a moment, looking very firm.

Seeing Yan Qingyu's appearance, Chen San also stopped his movements and looked at Yan Qingyu.

"Promise Qing'er, except for Qing'er and Feng'er's sister, there will be no third woman in this life!"

The voice as thin as a mosquito slowly came out of Yan Qingyu's mouth, but it revealed a firmness that could not be opposed.

Chen San didn't hesitate at all, nodded, Yan Qingyu's eyes closed again, and his slender hand fell from the back of Chen San's hand.

Unbuttoned one by one, the red makeup robe slowly faded off from Yan Qingyu's delicate body, revealing ......

......

A month later, a cyan light rose from the front of Qingyunmen Mountain, and under the gaze of a stunning woman, it galloped away to the sky.

It wasn't until Qingmang completely disappeared from the sky, and after the woman looked at it for a while, she turned around and walked into the door with a reluctant face, and the figure slowly disappeared into it.