Chapter 43 After a while

"Go ahead if you want to see it!" Bu Nuan held the tray and said, "I'm not going to join in the fun."

Your voice said, "Is it the aunt of the Kuang family who didn't ask you to show up?" It's really hard for them to think thoughtfully. I'm afraid that my brother-in-law will know that the bride has changed to pick up halfway, so you are not allowed to go downstairs, right?

Bu Nuan said no patiently, "You know how my uncle and I are doing. I can take care of this end, but I can't take care of that end. Anyway, it's not good for both men to hold on and not let go! So it's best to marry him. What's more, their marriage is not a private marriage with the consent of the princess of Yangcheng. She swore that she didn't know and went to comfort her. "I know you're not complaining for me, but I'm very satisfied now and I don't have any grievances. You Yin, you have a good heart, and you will definitely find someone more complete than Lan Sheng in the future. How can our dignified assassins fall behind? Go, the children of the third aunt and the fourth aunt's family are here. I don't have the heart to socialize with them. You can do your best for me.

After listening to the sound, I was embarrassed to say more, and I took the painting and Shiran away.

The room is quiet, especially big and empty. She sat on the coffin with brilliant joy in her ears. However, a large piece of loneliness pressed down and almost suffocated her. She leaned over and lay on the short, with a wooden mind. Outside, there are noisy poems, singing introductory songs, and singing makeup songs. Those sounds turned around her auricle and slipped away.

Firecrackers and fireworks began to set off, and the colorful lights lit up her window. She buried her face in her arms and didn't feel joy. Some were full of hopelessness. She put the small shrine on the screw cabinet on her chest and muttered to the spiritual position inside, "Xiaolangjun, where is your father now? Can you get out? Mother remembers him in her heart, and you must bless him if you have a spirit in heaven. Bless him to come back early and take us out of the plug. Let's go to see the sunset of the long river and the lonely smoke in the desert..."

She said a little sobbing. There was really no way. She couldn't calm down for a moment without seeing him. The heart is hanging high, as if there will be terrible news at any time.

There are people walking around at the other end of the corridor, and it looks like Wei Yao. He stopped outside the door and patted the frame, "Madam, Miss Ganyue is leaving the cabinet, and she said thank you."

Bu Nuan looked back and saw that it was right, and the auspicious time had arrived. She said through the door, "You tell her, I'm sorry I can't see her off. I wish her and uncle a hundred years of good together and have a noble son early. Tell her to cherish herself and wait for her to come back three times, and our sisters will be reunited.

Wei Yao should be right and went to the same road. Through the many happy accounts, just in time for the moon crying and getting married. She hugged her mother and howled for a long time without a tear. She laughed and waited for the process to finish before she passed on her wife's words. Ganyue nodded and responded. Her mother's family took off her waist and covered her knees, and pushed out the door as soon as her head was covered.

Lan Sheng is dressed in a cyan Jueben, wearing a black belt, and stands under the eaves. Ganyue looked out from the hollow embroidery covering his knees, and his face smiled. Probably only think of marrying Bu Nuan, which is indeed a little Dengke's spirit. She gritted her teeth. No matter what he did, when he entered the house, it would be as difficult for him to escape. She doesn't believe it. When can a man be tough in front of women? His attitude of mistaking her as someone else was really annoying, and she smiled ferociously under the cover. He is finished in her hands. The 18 martial arts she practiced earlier can't be more suitable to deal with him!

The welcoming team blew out the door. The court has the grace, marriage is a special case, and there is no curfew in the courtyard. After sending the bride away, the happy event is over. The amiable neighbors gradually dispersed, leaving only the relatives of the clan. Mrs. Boo sent people to arrange one by one. Standing in the garden and looking at the mess, she couldn't help feeling depressed. Zai Zhili held a wedding banquet, but unfortunately it had nothing to do with her. She didn't marry her daughter.

She sighed and asked the boy to close the door. After turning around, I heard the little man shouting, "Oh, who are you?"

She suddenly jumped and looked back, and someone came in from the door. Tall, wearing a silk cloak. A face was hidden behind the fence, but the figure could be recognized at a glance. She couldn't help but be ecstatic. She only covered her mouth and didn't dare to say anything. He said to his side, "Hurry up and ask the master to go. The hall is decorated, and there is still a happy thing to do!"

Rong Yu lifted the soap yarn and arched his hand, "It makes my sister worried."

Mrs. Bu shook her head and pouted upstairs, "The really worried person is on top!" Go and see her quickly. I know she is forced to laugh. It's embarrassing.

He should be, three steps and two steps to run upstairs.

There is a slender silhouette on the silk yarn, leaning alone on the window sill, and the beautiful posture can be painted. He was eager. That's the person he misses so much! He tried his best, just for her! He pushed the door in and unconsciously his eyes were wet. Afraid of fraiddening her, he tried his best to restrain herself and called her in a low voice, "Warm..."

She looked up in astonishment, stared at him, and didn't come back to her senses. When he saw it clearly, he suddenly rose up and jumped into his arms, "Rong Yu, you're back!"

This half month seems to have passed 15 years, and the bitterness in it is really hard to say. Only fiercely, do your best to hold the other party. Crush it, flatten it, and embed it in the flesh and blood. No matter how many words there are, it is not enough, and the lips have their own opinions. Find and kiss him, the same desperate.

He tasted the salty taste, which was her tears. He was distressed and held her face and kissed her eyes. "Don't cry, it's my fault. I always make you worry about me. It won't happen in the future. We will never be separated again. We will have decades to make up for the shortcomings of the past.

She choked and nodded, took his hand and masturbating, "Can they torture you? What's wrong with you?"

Her panic checkpoint is a long-lost feeling of being cherished. Everything that has been abandoned and experienced before is worth it. He put her into his arms. "The case tried by the queen in person is either killed or exiled. There is no way to compromise, because she disdains it. You see, I'm fine and I haven't suffered anything. Don't worry.

He comforted her, but she saw a broken bruise on his wrist, thinking that it was worn by two days. She was so distressed that she opened the door and asked someone to bring water and medicine. He took a towel and gave him a warm compress, his eyebrows were locked, and he looked like he was about to cry.

He sat in a circle chair and looked at her, with a beautiful face in the firelight. The dark eyes and scarlet lips are so beautiful, but they are full of sadness. He knew that she was reluctant to part with him and felt quite satisfied. Reaching out and stroking her sharp chin, warm and delicate touch. She was like a cat, rubbing against his palm. A smile appeared in his eyes, "It doesn't matter. It's nothing."

She was silent and still not happy.

"Can I leave early tomorrow morning?" He tried to ask, after all, it was such a long way to leave Middle-earth and leave her parents who gave birth to her. She is still young. Will she regret it in the future? He looked at her, "If you are afraid that you won't get used to it, we can go out of the Tang Dynasty and find a remote place."

She shook her head, "What should I do as planned? I will listen to you in the future..."

"That's right." Mrs. Bu outside the door picked up the leader and came in with her two aunts. Jiang Gong, who assigned the maidservant to support the groom, stood aside and smiled, "You should keep in mind the three virtues from heaven to earth. No matter where you are, remember that you are the daughter of the Bu family, but you can't bully him, you know?

It's inevitable that Rong and his sisters are here. Standing up and at a loss, I don't know what to call it. When she hesitated, Mrs. Zhen, Xingsan, covered her mouth and laughed, "Now it's really messy. We dare not agree to you call us aunt. It's like taking advantage of you.

Mrs Kuang said, "If you call me sister again, we have nothing to do. I'm afraid to treat my mother-in-law slowly."

Mrs. Bu's boss was embarrassed and waved his hand and said, "Don't get confused. Tell the two of them to dress up quickly. A happy hall has been set up in the hall. After a while, you will worship the world. You will leave as soon as the door opens tomorrow morning.

The two sisters shook their handkerchiefs, "That's right. The groom quickly changed his clothes and turned around to kowtow to recognize his mother." As he spoke, he laughed and followed Mrs. Bu downstairs.

Bu Nuan looked at each other with embarrassment. Even if he was ridiculed, he was still happy.

The maid stood in the porch and asked the groom to move next door. Weiyu Weiyao came into the room to make up for Bu Nuan and said a car of auspicious words. Thinking about separating for less than a few hours, it is inevitable to be melancholy.

The ceremony is not easy to arrange, and even the green house can't be supported. I'm afraid of shocking the relatives who are not so close to the night. There is no need to sit in the tent, just post a big red happy character in the hall, and burn the dragon and phoenix red candle high. The two adults are at the top, waiting for the newcomers to salute.

Bucher returned to be his father-in-law, and his hands were so nervous that his hands were sweating. Sitting in the hat chair, he did not lean on it, and his buttocks shook left and right like oil. Everyone laughed at him. He blushed and muttered, "My daughter has been raised and will be her husband's family in the future..."

Mrs Bu's nose was sore by his two words, and she said with a handkerchief and said, "I want to raise my daughter to get married and raise my son to earn back. It's better to raise a son, not to go out a piece of meat now.

After sighing for a long time, the maidservant outside the door said happily, "My wife and new uncle are here!"

The Busher quickly sat up straight, and the young couple came in with red silk in front and back. They are all beautiful people, standing in the hall and laughing, which is very pleasing to the eyes.

Since Queen Wu came to power, a new wedding etiquette has been formed, paying attention to men kneeling and women not kneeling. Just because he was married and had to go far away, Bu Nuan did not follow the rules and knelt down with both of them. At this time, Rong and his heart were put into his stomach. With a beautiful wife and a beautiful wife, there was nothing that could not be compromised, because he said, "It depends on the success of the adults that Liulang and Warmer became a couple today, and Liulang is very grateful. After entering the wedding hall, her father and mother are my father and mother. Please sit high and worship your son.

It was really a deep mud head. Originally, everyone felt awkward, but now this feeling has miraculously disappeared. Looking at it again, what has been experienced in the wind and rain has its own unique touching heart. Some secular things also seem to become less important.