The master of ceremonies shouted: "Get up the sedan chair—"
The gun salute was fired, and the gongs and drums were loud.
The guard of honor clears the way, and the lion dance leads the door.
A long line of dragons is mighty and mighty, moving forward slowly.
Under the bright and clear sky, the color of light and the color of red complement each other, slowly falling into this scene of prosperity in the world.
The hustle and bustle of the wedding reception team gradually drifted away, Li En leaned on Mu Zhenguo's arms and covered his face and wept: "It would be great if Ah Yin could see this scene."
Mu Zhenguo sighed in shame: "That child has suffered a lot these years, she called me daddy, but I didn't fulfill my responsibilities as a daddy, I really feel sorry for her."
"No, master," Li En was full of sadness, and she blamed herself: "I have dragged you down and dragged down this family."
If she hadn't adopted the child Ling'er back then, the Mu family would not have changed, would not have been defeated, but now, she has not regretted it at all.
If the time reincarnated back then, she would still do the same thing without hesitation, adopt Ling'er, protect her with all means, and let her grow up safely and healthily.
Mu Zhenguo didn't want to hear such words: "We are a family, why bother?" He never cared about anything: "Let the past be the past, and now the two children have grown up and are doing well. Yes, isn't that what we've been asking for?"
"Yes, they are all fine." Li En smiled gratifiedly, but the corners of his eyes still couldn't hold back the tears: "The two children will always be fine." Even if they return to that place, God will definitely bless them well.
Mu Zhenguo wiped her tears with a handkerchief: "Okay ma'am, today is our girl's happy day, we should be happy, you look like this, let outsiders think that our girl is not married well. .”
Li En pulled off the veil and wiped away his tears: "Nonsense, our Ling'er married a good son-in-law, and no one else can envy him."
More than envy? Simply amazing.
The red makeup team has gone a long way, the aftertaste of festivities lingers for a long time, and the crowd watching the excitement is reluctant to leave, still envious and amazed.
Li Zhan didn't go with the team, he flew up to the eaves at some point, looked at the dozens of miles of red makeup that covered the sky, looked at the endless long queue, looked up to the sky and smiled, feeling disappointed, and murmured: "Sister! , I listened to your words."
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At the end of the day, the wedding reception team arrived at the City Lord's Mansion on time.
Outside the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, there were also lights and festoons, and the crowd was noisy.
The bride gets off the sedan chair, fireworks and firecrackers are fired, and dragon and lion dances are performed, which is very lively and lively.
At the end of the day, the auspicious time for the bride to get started.
Qiu Zhirou helped Mu Ziling into the hospital, she tied the red silk into a concentric knot and handed it to Long Xiaoyu.
A piece of red silk, with the same heart and the same knot, a new couple leads each other by one end.
On the left and right sides, there are three bridesmaids holding the nine-foot-long red skirt of the bride, and the groom's officer leads the bride across the brazier and enters the hall.
On the high hall chair, sat Long Wenyin and Yun Jin who had woken up a month ago. There were two portraits hanging on the high wall behind them.
One is Ziyin, the other is Jun Lintian, one of them is the blood relative of the bride, and the other is the mentor of the groom's officer. The kindness of birth and breeding is beyond heaven, and they should witness the wedding of the couple in the high hall.
This was the first time Yun Jin saw Long Xiaoyu after waking up, she couldn't hold back her emotions, tears fell down.
Long Wenyin held her hand and comforted her: "Today is my son's big day, if you are happy you can't cry..."
Yun Jin argued that she didn't cry, she was crying with joy.
Then she was so happy that she couldn't help crying: "Hee hee hee... woo woo woo..."
Yun Jin has a childlike face, with delicate and soft lines on her face, without any signs of aging. She is also a virtuous and lovely Wensheng woman when she is quiet, but at this moment, she is pitiful and lovely.
"..." Long Wenyin was worried, he couldn't do anything about his wife, he could only make the joy and smile on his face more brilliant, and forced himself to hold on.
He used to be the emperor who intimidated the world, but now he is the old man Long who greets all the guests with a smile on his face.
Seeing Long Xiaoze at the side, his eyes were full of suspicion: Dad, you smile so fake.
Isn't this the first time Long Xiaoyu saw her when Yun Jinzhi was placed in the Yugong garden after she fell into a coma
From vague to clear, from strange to familiar, she was still the same as he remembered when he was a child.
I don't know if it was Long Xiaoyu who hid his emotions too well, or whether he was indulging in the current wedding ceremony, he only glanced at the second elder in the high hall, and then focused his attention on Mu Ziling.
The red hijab is made of gauze, and he can clearly see her most beautiful appearance under the veil.
At the end of the second quarter, the auspicious time for newcomers to pay homage.
The master of ceremonies cleared his throat, and Hong shouted:
"Bow to heaven and earth, bow to—"
Long Xiaoyu and Mu Ziling bowed to heaven and earth together.
Thank God for the good match, and thank you for sending a couple.
"Second obeisance to the high hall, obeisance to—"
Long Xiaoyu and Mu Ziling bowed to the two elders sitting in the hall and the two elders on the wall.
Thank you parents for your kindness and wish them a long and healthy life.
"Husband and wife say hello, hello—"
Face to face, Long Xiaoyu held Mu Ziling's hand tightly and bowed to each other.
Since then, the husband and wife have joined hands side by side and will be together forever.
At the end of the worship service, the master of ceremonies was about to shout the salute, but was interrupted by Long Xiaoyu raising his hand.
There was another ceremony that the master of ceremonies forgot, but Murong Xing, who is responsible for this ceremony, has been thinking about it all the time.
She walked in front of the two newlyweds full of joy, cleared her throat imitating the master of ceremonies, and shouted crisply: "Next, I will invite the groom and the bride to exchange rings."
After finishing speaking, she opened an exquisite brocade box in her hand and held it with both hands.
Two bright, exquisite and unique rings came into view of everyone.
What is this number
Everyone looks at me, I look at you, they are all confused.
Long Xiaoyu picked up the small ring, put it on the ring finger of Mu Ziling's left hand, and leaned over to kiss the heart of her finger.
Like everyone else, Mu Ziling was stunned.
But what she was stunned was not because she didn't know what the method was, but because of Long Xiaoyu's flexible routine.
She had told him many stories about the modern world, and once he asked her out of the blue what people do there when they get married.
When she was talking to him back then, he was like a curious baby, asking questions whenever he didn't understand, very detailed.
Mu Ziling was also stunned for four or five seconds, without any reaction.
But these four or five seconds fell on Long Xiaoyu, and the time was doubled.
The time that has doubled and doubled has turned into a long time... It has been a long time since his bride took his hand and put a ring on him. Not only did Long Xiaoyu's palms sweat, but his forehead also began to sweat.
The bride was distracted, Long Xiaoyu couldn't wait for the next one, he raised his left hand and poked his bride lightly.
(end of this chapter)