The fate of the world's beauty

Chapter 612 You Are Its Most Suitable Owner
This room is very dark, even with the door open, there is a gloomy and cold feeling.

Feng Tianying ignited the flint, lit the candles in the room, and the candle light illuminated the whole room. Only then did Nan Ruo see everything in the room clearly.

There are more than a dozen ranks neatly enshrined in front. The names of the people on those tablets are not names in the ordinary sense, but just a title, and many of them are the emperor's title.

Seeing this, Nan Ruo already guessed in his heart that this is where the spirit seat of the ancestor of the Feng family is located.

Feng Tianying knelt down, needless to say, Nan Ruo also knelt down.

Feng Tianying took her hand and said: "Father, all ancestors, this is my wife, Nan Ruo, I brought her to see you today."

Nan Ruo was a little speechless, did he make a mistake, and he didn't propose marriage, just say, I am his wife, I am his wife, isn't it too easy?

Feng Tianying looked at Nan Ruo's absent-minded look, and said, "Ruo'er, what's the matter? Don't you want to?"

Seeing his happy face, Nan Ruo couldn't bear to disappoint him, sighed, and said in a low voice: "I, I don't."

Hearing what Nan Ruo said, Feng Tianying immediately showed a smile on his lips, and said, "Ruo'er, let the ancestors of the Feng family testify for us today, and let us become husband and wife."

"Ah—" Nan Ruo was even more speechless, this was probably the most crude wedding she had ever seen.

But, why, in her heart, there are some bubbles constantly fermenting every day?

Just like that, Nan Ruo and Feng Tianying bowed three times and kowtowed nine times in front of the ancestors of the Feng family, and got married as husband and wife.

Coming out of the ancestral temple where the ancestors of the Feng family were worshipped, Aunt Liu, the priest of Suqing, walked over holding a bright red dress.

Feng Tianying was slightly taken aback when he saw the clothes, and said, "Aunt Liu, what is this?"

Daoist Su Qing said: "Your Highness, Your Majesty said that since you want to marry Ruo girl, you should hold a decent wedding no matter what."

Nan Ruo glanced at the wedding dress she was holding in her hand, and felt a little curious, why is this Taoist priest Sujing already a monk, why is he still carrying the wedding dress with him, could it be that she specially prepared it for her son? ?

Daoist Suqing looked at Nan Ruo, and said again: "Miss Ruo, this wedding dress was worn by the empress when she got married. This place is quiet and remote, and it is too late to make a new wedding dress for Miss Ruo. Don't be disgusted, girl."

Nan Ruo suddenly realized that the wedding gown was worn by Daoist Su Jing when she got married, and hurriedly declined, "Since it is the beloved thing of the empress, Nan Ruo can't bear to take it away."

At this time, Taoist Sujing came out from nowhere and said, "Ruo'er, if you refuse, then you dislike the wedding dress that your mother wore back then."

Nan Ruo waved her hands hastily, and said: "No, of course not, this wedding dress is so beautiful and precious, I just feel ashamed of it."

Indeed, the wedding dress shone golden under the sunlight, and it seemed that a lot of gold and silver threads were used inside. In addition, a lot of pearls and emeralds were inlaid on the outside, which was incomparably beautiful.

Daoist Sujing came over, took Nan Ruo's hand, and said: "Fool, the wedding dress is so beautiful, it would be a waste if it is kept under the box all the time. Now that you are here, you are its most suitable owner."

Nan Ruo looked at Taoist Priest Sujing, and then looked back at Feng Tianying.

(End of this chapter)