Madam, she always wants to bring trouble to the world

Chapter 865
On the scroll, he painted her sleeping on the couch with the book on her body, the years are leisurely, peaceful and beautiful.

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Life during the day is always very pleasant, but when the stars and the moon sprinkle silver light, and the night wind blows off the petals, there will always be bursts of humming in the room, accompanied by the sound of jingling bells.

They used the method of double cultivation to enhance their cultivation and stabilize their realm, which also helped her recover to a certain extent, and it has been like this for a long time.

The thirteenth day was approaching, and Ye Yunshen had someone tell Feng Qingyue early on, and sent invitations to other familiar relatives, friends and others to welcome them to I do not know.

After a few days of separation, when we saw each other again, Feng Qingyue knew everything when he saw his sister's rosy complexion.

Because Ye Yunshen had specifically greeted him before, so he didn't say much.

On the contrary, Xi Hua always looked a little lonely in his eyes.

All matters must be prepared in advance. Although it doesn't need to be too grand, it can't be too perfunctory.

"Take this away, Ayan doesn't like this."

"Hang up these two lanterns."

Butlers Qin Bo and Feng Qingyue were busy around, directing the hidden guards to pack up and prepare, while the two newcomers didn't care about anything and left everything to them.

With the door closed in the room, two people in red clothes were lying on the floor, with a pile of scattered things in front of them, including red paper and books, and Ye Yunshen was flipping through them.

Feng Qingyan gently shook her calf, revealing the acacia bell on her ankle, holding a writing brush in her hand, staring at the red paper with the word "Marriage Letter" written in front of her, she didn't know how to put the pen on it, her little face wrinkled stand up.

How should I write a marriage letter if I have no experience for the first time?
She unconsciously bit the tip of the pen, and when she was in a trance, someone tapped her forehead lightly. She covered her head with a groan, and looked at the "culprit" beside her.

"How can you put Lin Guan in your mouth?" Ye Yunshen reprimanded her, while Feng Qingyan snorted willfully and coquettishly.

In ancient times, people always had various elegant names for things, and Linguan is one of the elegant names for brushes.

"Come on, my husband will teach you how to write a marriage letter."

He stood up and knelt beside her, put his arm around her shoulder from behind, held her hand holding the pen, dipped the ink on the inkstone with the pen, and wrote on the red paper marriage letter:

"Today, the peach blossoms are burning, and it is suitable for a house and a home. I plan to marry you with Qing Shu, and the marriage will last forever. I wish to follow the example of Guan Jujiu in Hezhou, and lie down on the neck, and sleep on the feet. Remember the twelve cold winter months, Frost and snow are reflected in the red plum forest, and the covenant with Qing Xu Sansheng's white head, the oath of the same cave. This time, I would like to write this letter to Hong, and it will be engraved in my heart forever, and it will never change."

A piece of red paper, a piece of marriage letter, will determine the rest of my life.

Every time he uttered a sentence lightly, he held her hand and wrote down, outlining each stroke, the words and sentences were engraved in her mind, thinking of the past and the future, there was a feeling in her heart Indescribably sweet.

The words fell, the last stroke of the last word, when he finished writing, he finished the pen in one go, dipped the ink again, and wrote a new line of nomination: "This certificate, Ye Yunshen..."

"Feng Qingyan."

She watched and couldn't help murmuring.

The movement of writing paused, he lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms, a smile appeared on his lips, and there was endless tenderness in his eyes, like a spring breeze blowing in March.

The vows of eternal love are all in this paper marriage letter.

His calligraphy is elegant and majestic, which is different from other calligraphers.After the nomination was finished, he started a new line again, holding her hand and finally slowly wrote down the date of marriage: "Gengwu day, Guisi month, Xinmao year."

On April [-]th this year, the peach blossoms are burning without thanks.

　I want to remember this date. This chapter was published on April 2021, 4. The marriage date set in the book is April 12th in the lunar calendar. I closed my eyes and picked a time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)