Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law

"Holy Saint, the wedding team is here!"

Outside the room, the female disciples saw Chen Mo coming, dancing and saying excitedly to the people inside the room.

"I heard it."

Nalan Yi, who was wearing a silver crown and a Taotie Gu mask, tried to keep her composure. She was fine just now, but now she suddenly became nervous.

"Don't panic, stay calm." Han Aniang saw Nalan Yiren's nervousness, held her hand that she didn't know where to put, and encouraged her.

Han Aniang is a person who has been there and can understand how Nalanyi people feel now.

Nalan Yiren took a deep breath and said to himself: "Don't panic, stay calm, don't let the disciples and elders see the joke."

Seeing her calm down, Han Aniang chuckled and said, "Okay, then I'll go out to greet them first."

"Um."

"How about I call the disciples from outside to come in and help you block the door to get some luck?" Han Aniang, who had just taken a step forward, thought of something and turned back to Nalan Yiren.

This is not because Han An is making things difficult for Chen Mo. She treasures her man.

I just want to make this wedding more ritualistic.

"Sorry to trouble Sister An."

"Little things."

Han Anniang will not participate in blocking the door. She has been here before and is not suitable.

Soon, two female disciples were called in by Han Anniang, and she patiently explained to them what they needed to pay attention to.

After saying that, she left.

Nalan Yi's back was straight, not wanting to be seen by the female disciple. She sat upright on the chair, breathing steadily, seemingly calm and composed, but in fact, her two slender, white and slender hands had already twisted the red mandarin duck brocade handkerchief. Got to be wrinkled.

She concentrated her ears, listened carefully to the sound of joy, and judged the distance of the welcoming team.

As the sound of joy got closer to the house where she was, her mood became more and more nervous.

On the contrary, the smiles on the faces of the two female disciples in the room became stronger and stronger, and they could not help but say excitedly: "Come, come, saint, my uncle is here."

The sound of joy stopped in front of the house, followed by laughter and voices.

After a while, it was Chen Mo's familiar and steady footsteps.

Nalan Yiren's nervousness at this time could no longer be suppressed, but showed on his face. If he hadn't been wearing a mask, the two female disciples would have seen it.

"Holy girl, my uncle has arrived at the door." The female disciple said, blocking the door and shouting outside, asking for the prize.

In Han Anniang's explanation, this "asking for luck" is just a process to add a sense of ritual.

Therefore, when Chen Mo outside the house stuffed the lottery ticket in through the crack of the door, the two female disciples also opened the door.

"Yiren, I'm here to pick you up."

Chen Mo's voice sounded.

The tension in Nalan Yiren's heart disappeared in an instant when she heard Chen Mo's words, leaving only the deep happiness lingering in her heart.

The female disciple brought a piece of red silk and let Nalan Yiren hold one end, while she took the other end and handed it to Chen Mo's hand.

In order to better receive the bride, the Nalanyi people lived in a stilted building built on the ground. After Chen Mo took the red silk, he led the bride downstairs.

The custom here in Baiyue is not to use a sedan chair to pick up the bride.

When the bride leaves her home and sets foot on the ground, she needs to be carried by the groom.

And according to the past custom of Duwang Valley, the groom needs to carry the bride on his back, walk around the Duwang Valley, and then go to the ancestral hall to show that the groom is healthy.

"Whoa whoa."

The moment Nalan Yiren lay on Chen Mo's back, there were boos and shouts all around, and the vocal music that had stopped just now started again, sounding more powerful than before.

"hold me."

Chen Mo said softly.

Nalan Yiren's face was blushing, her arms were around Chen Mo's neck, and her legs were sandwiching his waist, so that Chen Mo could hold her legs easily. She did not dare to speak loudly, but quietly said: "Let's go quickly. ”

"What should you call me?" Chen Mo said deliberately.

Hearing this, Nalan Yi wanted to give Chen Mo a kiss, but she didn't dare. She could only blush and whispered: "Mr.

Baiyue is here to call Xianggong.

"Eh."

Chen Mo responded loudly, then stood up and walked out through the bustling crowd with Nalan Yiren on his back.

The pace is getting faster and faster. He heard from people in the valley that when the disciples in the valley got married before, it took the groom half an hour to carry the bride around the valley.

He didn't want to take his time.

This scene made the vocal band and the disciples stunned for a moment, and then they hurriedly followed, shouting.

A quarter of an hour later, Chen Mo carried Nalan Yiren on his back and arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

There is a brazier at the door.

Chen Mo had to carry Nalan Yiren across the brazier to put the bride down.

In the ancestral hall, the three elders and the old man in the valley, Chen Xiu and Han Anniang, have been waiting here for a long time.

After Chen Mo put Nalan Yiren down.

Chen Xiu, who acted as the master of ceremonies, cleared his throat and said loudly: "The auspicious time has come, let's light candles, burn incense, and have fun..."

The sky outside the ancestral hall has darkened. At the moment when the red candles are lit and the incense burner is lit, the drums, gongs and suonas are played together, creating a particularly festive feeling.

"Newcomers worship their ancestors." Chen Xiu said loudly.

The direct elder relatives of Chen Mo and Nalanyi are no longer alive, so they worship the tablets enshrined in the ancestral hall.

After Chen Mo and Nalan Yiren heard what Chen Xiu said, they each held an end of red silk and knelt down side by side to kowtow to the tablet enshrined in the ancestral hall.

"Bow to heaven and earth for the second time." Chen Xiu shouted again.

Chen Mo and Nalan Yiren stood up together, then turned around and bowed to the heaven and earth outside the ancestral hall. This time, they did not kowtow.

When Chen Mo heard this, he felt a little strange.

In the Wei Dynasty, when the newlyweds came to the ancestral hall, they first bowed to heaven and earth.

But in the Poison King Valley, ancestors are greater than heaven and earth.

"Husband and wife bow to each other." Chen Xiu looked at the two newlyweds, and a blush appeared on his face. This was the first time he held a wedding for the emperor.

This is something worth showing off.

After the husband and wife bowed to each other, the wedding ceremony also came to an end.

"The ceremony is over, the newlyweds enter the bridal chamber."

"Wow."

When Chen Xiu said this, the disciples in the valley who were watching outside the ancestral hall immediately laughed and made a noise, and the smiles on their faces were a bit "erotic".

"Silence, silence!" Si Song coughed lightly to maintain order, and then said: "All of you should behave yourself tonight. Whoever dares to make trouble in the bridal chamber will be punished by me."

The Poison King Valley also has the "bad habit" of making trouble in the bridal chamber.

But as soon as this was said, a disciple outside the ancestral hall said: "Grand Elder, you are joking. Who dares to make trouble in the bridal chamber of the Saint?"

Just kidding, the bride and groom are both top third-grade warriors.

If they make trouble in the bridal chamber of these two people, they will be sent to be beaten. They are not stupid.

"Your Majesty, after drinking the wedding wine with the National Master, you have to come out to thank the guests." Chen Xiu was worried that His Majesty would start the bridal chamber as soon as he sent the National Master to the bridal chamber, so when Chen Mo left, he came to his side and reminded him in a low voice.

Chen Mo understood. In fact, even if Chen Xiu didn't say it, he would not forget it.

He was not so impatient.

After leaving the ancestral hall, Chen Mo carried Nalan Yiren on his back again and walked towards the bridal chamber.

This time, the speed was faster than the previous walk around the valley.

Soon they arrived at their wedding room.

The door was open, and two red lanterns were hung outside.

Chen Mo directly carried Nalan Yiren in and put her on the couch.

Nalan Yiren sat upright.

Chen Mo reached out and gently took off the mask on Nalan Yiren's face. Even under the candlelight, Nalan Yiren, wearing a gorgeous silver crown and wedding dress, did not have the coldness of the past. She was shy and timid, with her head lowered. With the embellishment of makeup, she was beautiful beyond description, like a jade woman in clothes.

"Madam." Chen Mo called softly.

"Husband." Nalan Yiren also called out with a red face.

"Madam, it's time for you to take off the mask for me." Chen Mo stared at Nalan Yiren's face and temporarily resisted the urge to push her down.

Nalan Yiren hummed lightly, slowly raised her hand, took off the mask on Chen Mo's face, and put it beside her.

Please...collect 6...books...!

"From today on, we are husband and wife." Chen Mo held her hand and sat down beside her.

His butt was a little uncomfortable, and the bed was covered with peanuts, longans, red dates and other dried fruits.

Chen Mo pushed some aside.

"Husband, it's time to drink the wedding wine."

Seeing Chen Mo's actions, Nalan Yiren was worried that he had forgotten something, so she reminded him.

Chen Mo raised his hand and scratched her nose, and smiled: "Don't worry, husband won't forget."

Chen Mo stood up, took the wedding wine, and handed one of them to Nalan Yiren.

Nalan Yiren took it with both hands, and after Chen Mo sat down, he drank from the wedding cup with him.

After drinking the wedding wine, all the steps before the bridal chamber were almost completed.

When Chen Mo's eyes moved to Nalan Yiren's face, the corners of his lips could not help but slightly curl up. From this moment on, the other party was truly his.

Perhaps it was the influence of the scene, Nalan Yiren shyly lowered her head. The wedding was done, and all kinds of tastes surged into her heart, joy, nervousness, happiness, etc.

Chen Mo really couldn't help it, raised his hand to pinch Nalan Yiren's chin, and got close to bite it.

While kissing, the other hand took off the silver crown on Nalan Yiren's head.

Huh, it's quite heavy.

As the silver crown was taken off, Nalan Yiren's three thousand black hair poured down, but was blocked by the silver ring on her neck.

Nalan Yiren's pupils dilated slightly, and her body instinctively wanted her to push Chen Mo, but she forcibly suppressed this instinct. Now she didn't need to resist anymore.

She closed her eyes slightly and responded to his kiss.

Until she felt a hot hand between her legs, Nalan Yiren pushed him away, saying, "My husband, you should go and thank the guests."

Nalan Yiren was afraid that they would miss the time to thank the guests when they were entangled. If so, someone would definitely laugh at them tomorrow.

"My wife, I'll be back soon."

Chen Mo pinched Nalan Yiren's buttocks and left reluctantly.

Nalan Yiren's eyes showed a hint of coquettishness, watching Chen Mo leave.

After Chen Mo left, she took off the silver ring on her neck and the silver rings on her hands and feet. Although this weight was a drop in the bucket for her, it was still a little uncomfortable to wear them.

There was no way before, but now that the wedding was done, there was no need to wear them anymore.

Of course, if Chen Mo knew, he would definitely be disappointed.

You can take off the silver ring, but there is no need to take off the bracelets and foot rings.

After that, she tidied up the dried fruits on the bed and made the quilt.

Finally, she released the venomous bees and asked the two of them to watch outside.

Chen Mo did come back soon.

From the time he left to the time he came back, it took at most three quarters of an hour.

"Madam, you've been waiting for a long time."

There was no trace of alcohol on Chen Mo's body, which wasn't because he didn't drink.

But before he entered the house, he used his innate spiritual energy to dispel the smell of alcohol.

Nalan Yiren did not respond to Chen Mo's words, but still stood up and stretched out her hands. It seemed that she was going to help Chen Mo take off his wedding robe. It was obvious that she was beginning to learn to enter the role of a wife.

Chen Mo was not polite to her and cooperated with the movements of her hands.

Although Nalanyi has never served anyone before, it is still simple to take off his clothes.

But after that, she didn't know what to do.

In fact, she knew it in her heart, but as a woman, she couldn't take the initiative.

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "Madam, you go and lie down on the bed, and leave the rest to me."

That's what Nalan Yi thought. She took off her embroidered shoes obediently and lay down straight on the bed, very obediently.

Chen Mo sat down by the bed, raised his hand, and caressed Nalan Yiren's cheek with his fingertips, then slowly moved down to undress her.

Even though it was the first time for Chen Mo to see this kind of wedding dress on Nalan Yiren, he was still very skilled in untying it.

As the clothes on her body were gone and completely displayed in front of Chen Mo's eyes, Nalan Yiren's body couldn't help but tighten, her face flushed, she quickly raised her hands to cover her face, and said: "Candle, Blow out the candles quickly”

"Such a beautiful body, if you don't appreciate it properly, wouldn't it be a waste of nature?"

Chen Mo's implication was that he naturally didn't want to put out the candle.

"No one will come to the wedding tonight."

"Don't worry, they don't dare."

"Where's Sister An'an?"

"Aunt Liu is with me."

"Where's the great elder?"

"Okay, don't be nervous."

After Chen Mo carefully admired Nalan Yiren's flawless body with icy muscles and jade bones, he stepped forward and hugged the beautiful woman tightly in his arms.

A sobbing cry suddenly sounded in the house.

Nalan Yiren frowned, and the next second, her hands tightly hugged Chen Mo's neck, and her two slender and explosive snow-white legs locked his waist with astonishing strength, preventing him from making any further movements. A burst of strength burst out from her body.

"Bang" sound.

The bed was up.

And it's not just that the bed board is broken.

It's the kind that's torn apart and cannot be repaired, so you can only build a new couch.

Chen Mo was shocked.

Nalan Yi was also shocked.

The two of them lay on a pile of wooden frames, staring at each other dumbfounded.

Chen Mo even forgot.

Who made the bed collapse last time?

As a result, the Naranyi people were braver.

After a while, Nalan Yi blushed and said, with a hint of crying in her voice: "I didn't mean it, I just can't help it anymore. What should I do now?" (End of Chapter)