The bright and bright gods permeate the whole territory of Qingqiu, the flowers bloom for hundreds of miles, the jade building bead tree, the Qiluo string pipe, and the Chinese lanterns are shining.

The wedding date of Emperor Qingqiu and Demon Venerable was set three days after the new Emperor Qingqiu succeeded to the throne.

The knee-long hair is all combed into a bun for the first time, the gold silk and red beads are inlaid on it, the crown is nine frays, and the pearl and jade tassels are as thin as silk, and the luxury is unexpectedly obvious.

The skin is fair, the lips are vermilion, and the forehead is a little red and makeup, which is reflected on the pale gold god lines. Bai Chu was dressed in a wedding dress, sitting in front of the dressing table, looking at the people dressed up in the mirror, slightly stunned.

When she got married, she knew that she and Van Gogh would have such a day, but when this day really came, she suddenly felt uncomfortable.

The dark placket, the crimson clothes, and the gorgeous clothes are heavy, layer after layer. The nine-meter-long wide-sleeved robe felt heavy when sitting on the chair, let alone walking all the way to complete the long and repeated ancient rites a few hours later?

Bai Chu tried to get up from the chair, walked around the room for a few steps, endured it again and again, and finally turned his head away with a frown, aggrieved with a face: "Can you take it off?"

Bai Xin took a cup of tea handed over by the maid and glanced at her, "What do you think?"

It is rare for Bai Xi not to be dressed in a plain color today, a dark crown dress, and the ancient patterns of gold thread are inlaid on it, solemn and majestic.

"Dayi, Xin Ji, and Chi Sheng have had several weddings before, and I haven't seen anyone dressed like this. Bai Chu tried his best to put on a serious and serious look.

"Who are they, and who are you?" took a sip of tea, Bai Xin put down the teacup and squinted at her, "You compare them with you?"

The look in his eyes was faint, revealing a slight disdain.

Bai Chu pursed his lips, twisted his head as if deflated, and the golden steps hung down under the shoulders on both sides like a curtain, and the fine pieces of pearls and jade whispered in his ears.

Her robe was the most complicated and exquisite of the weddings she had ever seen in her memory. Even if Chi Sheng accidentally feathers in the future, Chi Shu will establish the queen of heaven again, and the new emperor's queen robe will not surpass her.

For no other reason, she is the same generation as Bai Xin, and her identity is destined to be above the goddesses of the same period. Even if it is just out of the cabinet as the emperor, the specifications of the wedding dress are not small.

The faint invisible streamer flashed in his eyes, Bai Chu's eyes lit up, and he turned back with great interest, "Brother, how much is my dowry?"

The wedding dress alone is so different, how rich should the dowry be?

Bai Xin naturally saw her careful thoughts. took out a gift slip from the lacquer plate on the side and handed it to her, "According to the ordinary emperor's system." ”

As soon as I heard the word "ordinary", I was not interested in reading the gift list in my hand, "Can't you give more?"

"According to the etiquette system, and then add it to the prince's system. ”

Bai Chu, who had just been deposed as the prince, naturally didn't dare to ask for more. Putting the gift list aside, "Brother, can I get married a few more times?

"Okay. Bai Xin took the gift slip back and put it back in its place, "If you are willing to be a widow a few more times." ”

“......”

This mouth is so poisonous that he doesn't even care about the occasion, and he doesn't let go of his sister.

Bai Chu Nunu mouthed, and casually pulled out another booklet under the gift list, which was similar to the appearance of Fang Cai's gift list, but it was obviously a lot thicker when he picked it up.

"What is this?"

"The dowry given by the former master to the former apprentice. ”

Bai Chu was stunned, and he didn't open the gift book to read it, and put it back.

The things that Chi Shu gives will undoubtedly be good things. Since they sent it, she should naturally accept it generously.

She blamed him for hurting her brother at first, but at this moment, her brother was in front of her, alive. The former master can only be the former one.

For more than 100,000 years, I have all turned into ashes since I put on this wedding dress, and now I think about it, but I have no regrets.

Chi Shuzhi and her are like a dream when they were young, people will always grow up, and dreams will always fade away with time.

She liked Chi Shu, and she still does.

But this kind of liking is not admiration.

The auspicious time has arrived.

The sound of the bell chime is crisp and sobering.

Luan, who greeted the demon world, had arrived at the door. Dozens of maids lowered their eyes and entered the hall and bowed respectfully to Bai Chu.

Bai Chu got up from the chair, and in an instant, he had already changed his expression.

The long hem of the clothes swayed to the ground, walking through the road where the crowd was separated, peerless, and obviously rippling.

The sun sets in the west, and the sky is red and purple and dazzling.

The bright moon rises in the east, and the white and green are bright and shining.

The sun and the moon shine brightly, which is the auspicious time of the nine shades.

The auspicious clouds are clear, and the red silk brocade is bright and dazzling.

On the wedding day of the Qingqiu Emperor and the Demon Venerable, it has nothing to do with the difference between the immortals and demons, the Emperor of Heaven is here, the Fox Emperor welcomes the guests, and the natural guests are full.

The bell rang, and the Rui Beast Luan from Qingqiu slowly entered everyone's sight.

At the end of the corridor, Luan stopped, and the legendary former fox emperor who came back from the dead really appeared in front of everyone at this moment, raised the long curtain, and pulled out the bride in Luan's car.

The hem of the red wedding dress reaches the ground, the bottom of the red and Xuan overlaps, the placket is embroidered with ancient fox patterns, the bride's hand is on the brother's hand, and the two walk on the corridor together.

The wide-sleeved robe is displayed in the wind, one has a peerless face, noble and wanton, and the other has an indifferent face and is eternal.

Along the way, the places where the promenade was passed by were glowing with a golden luster, and the golden light reflected with the clear moon reflected each other, like a dream.

At the other end of the corridor, the bridegroom stands.

The crown is solemn and festive, the red is overlapped, and the ancient god pattern wrapped in gold wire is reflected on it, the long sleeves reach the ground, and the long and wide hem of the clothes drags the elder. Neat and colorful, sideburns like cuts, eyebrows like paintings, Van Gogh smiled and looked at Bai Chu on the corridor walking towards him, his deep eyes were clear, simple and gentle, pure and free.

Van Gogh looked at the corridor in front of him, and never felt that the corridor of Jiuyou had never been so long.

The corridor is not short, you can see it at a glance, and the corridor is not long, but it is like a mountain.

The people on the corridor approached step by step, the lotus step moved lightly, and the robe swing moved lightly, like a deep dream of the heavy mountain containing the red mist, which was obviously close in front of him, but it seemed to be far away, and he was caged behind the fog with a slight movement, stinging the human bones and hitting the heartstrings.

On the promenade, the gorgeous costumes and clothes, accompanied by the silver glow and gold, are dazzling red and beautiful, and the people under the tassels are bright and shining.

The person is close, and there are three more steps.

Two steps.

One-step.

He raised his hand, his fingers spread out, palms facing up.

The man opposite put the soft wattle in his hand in his palm, and he held the plain hand steadily.

I can't count how many days and moons have known each other, and finally today, we can legitimately stand hand in hand and side by side. The smile is bright, the jade wall is green and green, and the color is lost behind his smile.

The smile was reflected in Bai Chu's eyes, and the slight uneasiness and anxiety in his heart were all washed away at this moment.

In the bright moonlight, his face bowed down to her slightly, smiling clearly, like a quiet moonlight, clear and pure.

Bai Chu glanced at Bai Xin, Su Ri's indifferent brother also had a smile in his eyes at this time, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was delicate and beautiful, shining the surrounding gold carvings and jasper, which was even more brilliant.

Outside the corridor, the red carpet led the way, ninety-nine long steps, she was led by Van Gogh, and the two walked to the high platform together.

The solemn crown dress dragged to the ground.

The wind blows, and the sleeves are raised. The falling flowers were carried up the stairs by the wind and floated on top of their overlapping clothes.

The dark fragrance of the floating sunset, the soft and bone-deep flowers and rain are colorful, and they are full of clothes.

On the high platform, the jade plate is swinging high, and the waiter holds a knife engraved with ancient god patterns and respectfully hands it to Van Gogh.

Van Gogh took it and cut a strand of green silk from under his crown. Approaching Bai Chu, he gently pulled out a long hairpin from her hair, and cut off a strand of black hair that slid down with the hairpin.

Bai Chu took the hair of the two from Van Gogh's hand and mixed them together.

The two fingers are combined in a sword pose, and the fingers of the two are lightly slashed between the ring fingers of the two.

Take a drop of bright red blood, connect it in one place, draw it into silk threads, and wrap the green silk of the two together.

Slender as wisps, soft and soft to make concentric knots, put on the jade plate, the jade plate fine hair into stone in an instant.

One day of worship.

Two worship the ground.

Bow to each other three times.

Heaven and earth are sacrificed together, and the engraved stone lasts forever.

Courtesy.

Congratulations came one after another, and he looked up at the sky.

The magnificent twilight is hidden by the moonlight, and the sky is full of stars, like brocade.

Holding a jade cup, drink together.

Wet and wet, both carved and crafted. Jade liquid elixir, Jun Qi Guangle.

After handing over the glass, the newlyweds make a toast.

Parents are not there, the first cup, to the brother.

Bai Xin took the wine glass and looked at Van Gogh lightly: "Treat her well." ”

Van Gogh bowed, "No." ”

Raise a glass and drink it all.

Van Gogh bowed his head in front of Bai Xi was rare to see, Bai Chu's eyes were frivolous, and he couldn't help but smile slightly.

Bai Xi squinted over and raised his glass to her, "Beware of arrogance and rashness." ”

Bai Chu's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, his face turned red, and he responded in a low voice, "No." Take a sip of your wine.

Bai Xin's words were faint, "Drink it." ”

"How can anyone be forced to drink it on their wedding day. Bai Chu glanced at Bai Xin lightly and muttered to Van Gogh in a low voice.

"How long has it been since you got married, and you won't listen to me?"

Bai Chu's expression tightened, and he drank the rest of the wine in the cup in one gulp.

Bai Xin smiled, "I wish my children and grandchildren a full house of knees, and the earth will be long." "It's all clean.

The second glass of wine, to the Emperor of Heaven.

The entire noisy hall suddenly fell silent at this time, and everyone watched the newcomer walk towards the table of the Emperor and Queen of Heaven.

Bai Chu knew what everyone was curious about, and ruined people's weddings twice, but she never thought that people would ruin her wedding.

Xuanyi is hidden in a phoenix, with a warm smile, still the same as when I first met.

Bai Chu approached with a wine glass, "Emperor of Heaven." ”

Chi Shu got up, stretched out his hand to take the wine handed by the attendant, and looked at Bai Chu with a smile, "Demon Queen." ”

The wedding dress is solemn and bright, the golden thread is dancing with streamers, and the girl of the Bai family, who was once less than his waist height, is now married.

The crimson wide sleeves move slightly, and the subtle reserve of the wedding reveals the agility of the past, so carved in the night of the nine secluded nights, the dark fragrance floats, and the shadow of the flowers under the moon is just breathtaking.

The warm and clear smile on his face covered up the slight confusion of reminiscence, raised his glass, a prosperous dream, and the wine was exhausted tonight, "I wish the joy is scorching, boundless." ”

The house was in an uproar.

Even Bai Qi was slightly stunned.

Bai Chu's eyes widened, as an emperor of heaven, blurting out is a glamorous word, is it appropriate!