too affectionate

Chapter 70

Just when Wanyan was sweating worriedly, someone outside the house suddenly shouted loudly: "The groom has arrived! The bride is coming out soon!"

Wanyan's eyes widened in an instant, and she couldn't believe it: Mr. Heng is really here!Could it be that he was kidnapped...

No, no, looking at the whole continent, how many people can tie Mrs. Heng together?

The thing she had been worrying about all along didn't happen, but Wanyan's heart that should have been withdrawn from her chest hung even higher.

But before Wanyan could think about it, the women in the room started booing, and the women near Wanyan had already pulled Wanyan up and sent her to the door with a half push and a half push.

Wanyan followed the crowd in a daze, feeling that everything in front of her was unreal, like she was dreaming, the drums in her heart were beating "crackling" and making her flustered.

Am I really, about to get married?

Just when Wanyan seemed to be sleepwalking, a ray of sunset light fell on Wanyan's face, and she realized that the people in front of her had faded to the sides, and she was already standing in the middle of the door.

The afterglow of the setting sun carried the final brilliance, making Wanyan unable to see the scene outside clearly, so she stretched out her left hand and placed it above her forehead, blocking the light.

Under the shadow of this palm, Wanyan saw a dozen steps away at a glance, dressed in a bright red dress, wearing an acacia cape on her shoulders, and she stood tall and straight like a pine hat.Even wearing a bright red wedding dress, it can't hide the cold aura lingering around him.

The moment she saw Heng Li, Wanyan suddenly felt that the dazzling light around her was not so bright anymore.

As for Heng Li, she was also looking at Wanyan, her gaze was shining brightly.

In an instant, all the noisy voices between the two disappeared instantly, and there was only one person in front of them in the eyes.

In Heng Li's eyes, there is a beautiful woman in Hongsang and Xiapei shaking her hairpin step by step, He Bi is bright, burning like a flower, He Bi is thick, as beautiful as peaches and plums.

In Wanyan's eyes, there is a grand prince with a Qiluohua shirt and a silver crown. He is so prosperous and full of energy, and he is so moist that he can move Song Yu.

People live only a few dozen years in one life, and what can be compared to this sight is that they will be unforgettable from generation to generation.

Under Wanyan's radiant gaze, Heng Li opened a red umbrella and walked towards her step by step.

Aunt Gu who was at the side saw Wanyan staring blankly in place, hurriedly moved closer and whispered: "Yan'er, Xiaobei will come over later, you have to go into the umbrella and hold the umbrella with him."

"Huh? Huh!" Wanyan was stunned for a moment, then she immediately came back to her senses and replied with a smile.

In a blink of an eye, Heng Li held an umbrella and walked two steps away from Wanyan, her eyes fell into Wanyan's.

At this moment, Wanyan's hanging heart finally slowly returned to her heart, because she saw that the boy's usually cold face was clearly holding a smile, and all the coldness and hostility in his eyes were counted out. Covering up, she couldn't help but smile lightly.

If it's a fake marriage scene with him, it seems... It's not too bad a thing.

Wanyan's heart was insincere, two crimson clouds flew over her cheeks, her eyes lit up suddenly, like stars falling down.

Amidst the cheers around, Wanyan moved slightly under the umbrella, Ning Xuehao slowly raised her wrist, and a slender jade hand gently landed on Heng Li's hand holding the umbrella. Only then did she realize that His hands were so nervous that they were so cold.

Seeing this, the surrounding villagers hurried to the two sides to make way for the newcomers.

At this moment, the master of ceremonies said in a loud voice: "Walk together with an umbrella, rain or shine, share weal and woe, spread branches and leaves, and have a good relationship for a hundred years."

As soon as the master of ceremonies finished speaking, a gust of wind swept across the ground at the right time, stirring up fallen flowers and catkins all over the sky.

Heng Li and Wan Yan held red umbrellas together and joined hands, walking slowly among the flowers and catkins.

People on both sides took out handfuls of red beans and mung beans from their pockets and threw them at them.

On the red umbrella, handfuls of beans mixed with flower petals fell like raindrops.

Under the red umbrella, a pair of Bi people walked holding hands, occasionally looked at each other and smiled, three points shy, seven points happy.

Wanyan stretched out her hand out of the umbrella to pick up a few beans, and asked suspiciously, "Why are you throwing beans?"

Heng Li turned her head slightly and explained patiently: "This bean not only symbolizes that future tribulations will be shielded by this red umbrella, but also means that branches and leaves will spread, and that more children will bring more blessings."

"Wow..." Wanyan suddenly realized and nodded, admiringly said: "My lord, you know too much."

Heng Li nodded and smiled lightly, and slowed down her pace: "I didn't know before, it was Uncle Zhang who told me when I was just changing clothes."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly changed the subject: "However, it's time to get married anyway, so you don't have to call me your lord."

The crimson cloud on Wanyan's face turned even redder, but her heart was filled with sudden affection, she mustered up the courage to look up at Heng Li, and her eyes met.

Wanyan's eyes were bent into two small crescents, she opened a bright smile, and softly called: "Heng Li."

This name that has been called a hundred times, called a thousand times, and murmured countless times in my heart, is finally called out for the first time, although only one person heard it, even though it was immediately drowned in the crowd of voices.

Heng Li didn't expect to be hit by her own name in her heart, her heart stopped suddenly, and Ren Nuanyi climbed from her heart to the corner of her eyes and eyebrows, softening her sharp-edged face.

Heng Li smiled slightly, her voice was something Wanyan had never heard before, nine points warm and one point soft.

"Teach me more."

Wanyan looked at Heng Li with crooked eyebrows, and smiled brightly with her small mouth open, but she looked at Heng Li with embarrassment.

"what are you laughing at."

"It's nothing." Wanyan withdrew her gaze and turned her head when she heard the words, pretending to be casual and said, "I just think that the moment you laughed, the sky behind you was much bluer."

Thousands of words of joy jumped into my heart, but there was only this harmless sentence on my lips.

Heng Li smiled lightly without saying a word, but there was a flash of stars in his eyes.

A group of people walked all the way to the ancestral hall in the village, which has been decorated with joy.

Wanyan and Hengli walked to the center of the newly built wedding platform amidst the cheers of the villagers and stood still. The two pairs of acacias on their bodies just formed a pair of mandarin ducks.

The master of ceremonies stood at the side of the Xitai, and said loudly with a drawn out tone: "Ask for your name!"

As soon as the words fell, two children came out with a wooden tray, on which there were pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

The master of ceremonies knew that the two of them didn't understand customs, and explained in a low voice: "Just write your names on it to exchange."

After they thanked each other, they both picked up their pens.

Wanyan supported her wrist, and was about to write the words "Xuan Wanyan", when she suddenly realized that the person who was getting married at this time was not Xuan Wanyan, a descendant of the Baize God Clan, the daughter of Xiangmen, but an ordinary girl who had eloped. Girl Yaner.So the pen changed and only wrote the word "Yan".

After Wanyan finished writing, she realized that Heng Li had stopped writing. Seeing that the white paper had not moved, she seemed to be hesitating.

After a while, Heng Li made up his mind and swiped a pen, writing a few words eloquently.

Wanyan hurriedly folded her name card and handed it to Heng Li, and took his name card from Heng Li, but when she opened it, she found that Heng Li did not write Chinese characters, but a language she did not know.

Wanyan looked puzzled, and asked in a low voice: "Is this the word 'Beize'? Isn't it four characters?"

With a smile on the corner of Heng Li's mouth, he shook his head slightly.

"Is that a 'heng hat'?"

"You just need to know that this is my name." Heng Li answered the wrong question and put Wanyan's name card away.

Before Wanyan could ask any more questions, the master of ceremonies spoke again.

"salute!"

Wanyan put away her doubts, and stood side by side with Heng Li, with her hands on her chest, and her wide red sleeves fell to her feet.

"I bow to the supreme destiny, the supreme sage. May God bless Tianxuan, and the world will be safe.

The second worship is thousands of miles in the sky, Wan Lingfeng Zun.May God bless Fengsheng with good weather.

Pay homage to the vast ocean and rivers three times, and the god of three lights.May God bless Qinglong and bless the world. "

Wanyan and Heng Li bowed to the southwest direction where Tianxuan Hall is located, the true north direction where Fengtian Hall is located, and the northeast direction where Jinluan Hall is located.

Salute to the three gods of Sirenjian, Tiantian, and Hehai respectively, which symbolizes that the combination of the couple has been approved by the destiny.This form of salutation is the same everywhere, so Heng Li and Wan Yan don't need to explain it to the master of ceremonies.

"The heads of the three gods are the same, and the husband and wife worship each other!"

Wanyan moved her feet, turned around and faced Heng Li directly.Amidst the noise, she clearly heard her chaotic heartbeat mixed with Heng Li's heartbeat, which became the most beautiful accompaniment for the wedding.

On the edge of the painted screen, among the clouds and water on the Ten Continents, on Yichuan Tobacco, and amid the flying catkins all over the city, Wanyan and Heng Li both leaned slightly and bowed slowly.

(End of this chapter)