Zi Yan pushed him away: "You're so annoying. If you want to criticize them, just criticize them. Why criticize me? I won't get married!"
Beichen Ying said with a bitter face: "If you don't get married, then I will have to be a monk for the rest of my life. I don't want that."
This was the first time that Beichen Ying hinted so clearly that he wanted to marry Zi Yan.
"You...what does it have to do with you whether I get married or not?" Zi Yan snorted and turned away.
Beichen Ying smiled and grabbed her arm, making her stand across from him. He said seriously, "How can this not matter? If you don't marry me, who am I going to marry?"
Zi Yan's face flushed instantly, and she looked shy: "I won't tell you anymore!"
She stamped her feet and ran away quickly.
"Hey, are you going to marry me or not?" Beichen Ying ran after her.
Zi Yan ran faster and faster...
After hearing the conversation between Beichen Ying and Zi Yan, Elder Saint Lord stroked his beard with a smile. It seemed that good things were coming again.
It only takes three days to get there.
On this day, at Base No. 21, Nangong Liuyun was about to marry Su Luo.
Inside the tent, Su Luo looked at the stunningly beautiful face in the bronze mirror, a shy smile slightly raised at the corner of her mouth.
"So beautiful~~" Zi Yan looked at the picturesque face in the bronze mirror, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
Even a woman like her would be moved by Su Luo, and would want to take her home to raise her, let alone a man?
Su Luo smiled faintly: "Thanks to your dexterity."
There were no other women at Base No. 21, let alone matchmakers, so Zi Yan helped with dressing up.
"You don't wear any makeup at all. Even without makeup, your face is the most beautiful in the world." Zi Yan was not lying at all. Su Luo's face was already stunningly beautiful, and now with some makeup on, her whole face looked even more lively.
"Are you ready?" Beichen Ying at the door kept running over to urge, again and again.
This is the thirteenth time today.
Zi Yan snorted in annoyance, "It's not time yet, why are you in such a hurry?"
Besides, it’s not you who’s getting married. Zi Yan muttered to herself.
Beichenying felt so wronged. It was Nangong who asked him to rush, okay?
It wasn't Nangong. Anyway, as soon as he walked in front of Nangong, he stared at him with that cold look, which made him feel very pressured and he automatically ran over to urge him.
"Don't miss the time, hurry up." Beichen Ying urged loudly.
"Alright, let Third Brother in."
According to the custom of the Biluo Continent, the groom must go to the boudoir in person, carry the bride out, and carry her all the way to the auditorium.
Zi Yan dressed Su Luo beautifully, then pulled up the veil and handed her to Nangong Liuyun who came over impatiently.
Today, Nangong Liuyun was dressed in a red brocade robe. Her already stunningly beautiful face was made even more vivid at this moment.
The eyes he looked at Su Luo were sparkling and shining like stars.
I waited for a long time and finally waited until today.
After dreaming for a long time, I finally realized my dream.
Nangong Liuyun carefully carried Su Luo on his back, as if protecting the most precious treasure in the world. Step by step, carefully and steadily, he carried Su Luo to the auditorium.
Others only thought that Nangong Liuyun was steady and profound, but they didn't know that at this moment, every step he took was as if he was stepping on cotton.
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