Portable Space: The Divine Doctor, Little Farmer's Girl

Chapter 1145 Wedding (3)

Chapter 1145 Wedding (3)

"Mr. Han, since you are so reluctant to let go of the princess, why don't you go see her off?"

At this moment, the master and the guests are all gathered around the gate of the Zhongfu, watching the bridegroom welcome the bride into the sedan chair.

The atmosphere at the gate of the Zhongfu is lively. Compared with the lively atmosphere at the gate of the Zhongfu, the inner courtyard of the Zhongfu is extremely deserted.

A slender figure was sitting on the roof of a turret in Zhongfu, leaning against the eaves beast, holding a jug of wine in his hand.

The turret is towering, and there is no shelter around it.

Sitting on the roof of the turret, you can just see the main street outside the gate of Zhongfu.

Seeing Fengshen's handsome, high-spirited groom jump onto the tall horse, watching the extremely luxurious eight-carrier sedan chair being lifted up, listening to the joyful music, Chunyu Hanfeng's mouth hooked up, and he poured it into his mouth again. Take a sip of wine.

The taste of the wine was very strong, and when he drank it into his mouth, his tongue was as hot as if it had been ignited by fire, but such a strong wine flowed into his heart, which made him feel much more comfortable.

"Do you think I don't want to see her off?"

When the welcoming team of Prince Zhan's Mansion surrounded the sedan chairs and walked away, Chunyu Hanfeng looked back reluctantly, and turned his head to look at Wen Hai with a smile that was not a smile.

"Wen Hai, I want to see her off more than anyone else, but I'm worried that if I see her wearing a wedding dress on another man's sedan chair, I will go crazy with jealousy and ruin this wedding recklessly. I have already ruined her one." Wedding, I can't spoil this wedding anymore, so I try my best to restrain myself."

Wen Hai had never experienced such complicated feelings, so he didn't know how to comfort him for a while.

Seeing him holding his head up and pouring wine into his mouth continuously, the pot of wine quickly ran out.

"It's gone again, why is this wine so unappetizing today?"

Chunyu Hanfeng loosened his hand, and the orange-sized ceramic jug rolled several times on the roof and fell to the ground, breaking with a bang.

"Wen Hai, go to the front yard and get some jugs of wine for me."

Wen Hai frowned, raised his head, and looked at him worriedly.

"Mr. Han, the poison on your body has just been cured, so you shouldn't drink too much alcohol."

Chunyu Hanfeng burped, his eyes were blurred, obviously a little drunk.

"Wen Hai, I don't drink, my heart hurts."

He clenched his left hand into a fist and punched his heart twice.

"The pain here is unbearable, as if a piece of meat has been dug out, and wine is needed to fill this place, Wen Hai, I want to drink."

Looking at Wen Hai, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he smiled self-deprecatingly.

Unexpectedly, Chunyu Hanfeng would be reduced to the point of expressing his feelings to his rival's subordinates, it's really ridiculous.

"After seeing how selflessly Long Yu loves her, I originally thought I could let go of her freely, but now seeing her put on a wedding dress for Long Yu and board Long Yu's sedan chair, I was so jealous that I was mad. I even regret letting go, Wen Hai."

Chunyu Hanfeng paused and burped.

Wen Hai saw him sitting unsteadily on the roof, fearing that he would accidentally fall down, so he took two steps forward nervously.

Chunyu Hanfeng's eyes were sore, he took a deep breath, and wiped the tears off his face with his hand.

"Wen Hai, am I really that bad? Why doesn't that woman fall in love with me? No matter what I do, that woman only loves Long Yu. Why?"

Wen Hai didn't know how to answer, so he was silent for a while and said, "Young master Han, sit still, the villain will go get you wine right away."

Although he knew that Chunyu Hanfeng couldn't drink too much now, seeing Chunyu Hanfeng like this, he couldn't bear it.

After a while, he took two altars of his daughter Hong, who had a mild taste, to the turret. Looking up, Chunyu Hanfeng had fallen asleep hugging the eaves beast on the roof.

"Little Four, Little Four, don't leave me."

Chunyu Hanfeng tightly hugged the eaves beast with both hands, half of his face was pressed against the eaves beast, his brows were tightly frowned when he fell asleep, and he looked wounded and pitiful.

"Xiaosi, I will treat you well for the rest of my life, don't leave me."

Wen Hai tapped his toes, and landed lightly beside Chunyu Hanfeng, and when he heard him muttering to himself in his dream, he sighed helplessly.

War Palace.

The master of ceremonies at the wedding is the official book of the Ministry of Rites.

When the auspicious time comes, the Minister of Rites shouted.

"The auspicious time has come, the bride and groom worship heaven and earth."

Guests gathered in the huge wedding hall of Zhanwang Mansion. After the Minister of Rites shouted, all the guests turned their faces to look at the gate of the wedding hall.

A burst of cheerful music sounded, the jade tree was facing the wind, the elegant and natural bridegroom led the graceful figure, and the bright and beautiful bride walked into the wedding hall slowly to the melodious music.

The guests held their breath and stared at the bride and groom, with amazement in their eyes at this moment.

Although the bride's face was still covered by the red hijab, her curvaceous figure and the elegance of her feet as she walked step by step were already astonishingly beautiful.

This kind of bride stands with the war king Chitose, that is the couple of gods and gods, the golden boy and the jade girl.

"Worship heaven and earth."

Long Yu and Yan Xiaosi followed the words of the Minister of Rites and saluted.

"Two thanks to the high hall."

Salute again.

"Happy husband and wife."

After the last prostration, Long Yu raised his head, looked at the woman in front of him, the corner of his mouth raised a high arc, and that bright smile instantly blinded the faces of all the guests.

"My God, the battle king Qiantui can actually laugh."

I don't know who came up with such a sentence in surprise.

This reckless sentence frightened all the guests, and the lively wedding hall suddenly became quiet.

Everyone stared at Long Yu in unison, for fear that Long Yu would punish the person who spoke in a fit of anger.

After all, Warlord Chitose has a bad temper.

Unexpectedly, after the man finished speaking, not only did Long Yu's face show no signs of anger, but he smiled even more happily.

"Today is my king's big wedding, and I am very happy. All of you here don't feel restrained, and treat the Prince Zhan's Mansion as your own home, and eat and drink with your stomach open."

While all the guests breathed a sigh of relief, they were all stunned.

Is this man in front of him the unpredictable, decisive, and calm battle king Chitose?
"what!"

Yan Xiaosi uttered a cry of surprise.

She was originally supported by Mrs. Xi of the Zhanwang Mansion, but suddenly her feet were suspended in the air and she was hugged horizontally. She was completely unprepared and made her make a fool of herself in front of all the guests.

Long Yu hugged her and whispered in her ear: "Don't be nervous, it's for your husband."

Smelling the faint sandalwood fragrance from Long Yu's body and hearing Long Yu's voice, Yan Xiaosi's heart was at ease, and she leaned obediently in his arms.

"What are you going to do, the guests are still here?"

Long Yu completely ignored the guests present who were about to petrify, and replied very gently: "You are wearing a red hijab and it is inconvenient to walk. I will take you back to the wedding room first."

Under the red hijab, Yan Xiaosi's cheeks were hot, her heart was as soft as cotton, and it was as warm as if her whole body had been soaked in a hot spring.

(End of this chapter)