"From now on, you are officially married."
"Your Highness, go ahead."
"Take Luo'er and go to the wedding hall."
On the top of the high village hill.
The whole mountain and plain are hung with red silk.
All the Miao girls were singing folk songs.
All the young men were beating drums and cheering.
Li Qingluo was carried up the mountain in a sedan chair.
On the top of the mountain, the handsome groom Duan Rongshi was holding a bunch of flowers picked from the mountains, waiting for his beautiful bride to slowly walk towards him.
Mrs. Pei and the others were still sitting on the high hall.
Zhuiyu, Pofeng and Lengdian all had red eyes. Seeing that His Highness finally got what he wanted, they all wiped their eyes excitedly.
Que'er and Nanny Zheng on Li Qingluo's side were also crying inconsolably.
Everyone was crying and laughing with joy.
As Li Qingluo was finally sent to the front, she yawned and asked, "Duan Rongshi, how long will this be over?"
"I really can't hold on any longer. I'm so sleepy and tired."
Everyone:……
For a moment, everyone couldn't help laughing.
Duan Rongshi lowered his head and coaxed his little bride lovingly: "Right away."
"After we finish the ceremony, Luo'er can go to bed. Okay?"
Li Qingluo could only continue to force his eyelids open: "Okay... hurry up."
Duan Rongshi quickly winked at the elders of the Wu Yue tribe, signaling them to hurry up.
All unnecessary formalities should be skipped as quickly as possible.
Directly step into the final step of worshiping heaven and earth.
The emcee had no choice but to shout: "Bow to the mountains, rivers, heaven and earth——"
"Second bow to relatives and friends—"
"Husband and wife bow to each other—"
"Send her to the bridal chamber—"
Before reaching the bridal chamber, Li Qingluo fell asleep.
In her dream, she seemed to see a beautiful fairy who looked exactly like Duan Rongshi, smiling at her and saying, "Luo'er, I am deeply pleased to see that you and Ah Shi are finally getting married."
"Mother wishes you and Ah Shi a loving marriage, a long life together, and many children and grandchildren."
"Go back."
"Don't worry about mother anymore."
"Mother will always bless you."
Li Qingluo cried out: "Mother—Mother—"
She woke up crying.
It was already dark outside at this moment.
Li Qingluo rubbed his eyes and sat up.
Duan Rongshi also came over with a teacup.
"Luo'er, who are you calling?"
Li Qingluo: "How strange. I feel like I'm calling you."
Duan Rongshi couldn't help but laugh: "Me?"
"You really slept like a fool."
"How could I be your mother..."
He paused abruptly.
Duan Rongshi stared at Li Qingluo's sleepy face seriously: "Luo'er, did you see me in your dream?"
Li Qingluo: "It's you. But it also seems not to be you."
"I call her Mother."
Duan Rongshi's breath was choked.
Ever since he had several extremely realistic dreams under the combined magic of the Wu Yue tribe elders and the Yunhe Immortal, he knew that ghosts and gods really existed in this world.
Could it be...
He stared at Luo'er, whose cheeks were rosy from sleep, and his heart gradually became excited.
Just when I was about to continue asking, there was an inopportune knock on the door.
Pofeng: "Your Highness."
"The Queen Mother has passed away."
"Jinling City wants you to return to the Imperial City immediately!"
Although a night of spring is worth a thousand gold.
Tonight is His Highness' wedding night.
But Pofeng and the others also knew that now that their aunt... oh no, their princess had finally woken up, it was natural for His Highness to do that important thing.
Duan Rongshi was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then replied, "I understand."
"Wait for me for another hour."
Pofeng: "Yes."
"I will go to the foot of the mountain to wait for Your Highness."
Silence returned outside the house again.
Turning around, Li Qingluo was blinking at Duan Rongshi.
"Where are you going?"
She knew he seemed about to leave at this moment.
So quickly hang him by the neck.
"But I don't want it."
Her eyes were red with grievance and she kept shaking her head.
Duan Rongshi held her in his arms and sat her on his lap.
"Luo'er, it's my fault. I can't bear to leave my Luo'er."
"But my grandmother passed away."
"So, I have to leave and go back as soon as possible."
"I promised Luo'er that I would come back as soon as possible. Okay?"
grandmother?
Li Qingluo thought of his grandmother.
My heart suddenly softened.
"How long will you be gone?"
Duan Rongshi: "As fast as a month."
"If it's slow... I didn't expect it."
"Luo'er, take good care of yourself first."
"Also, Sect Master Jinhua has an agreement with you, so you can't leave here for at least six months."
"Just wait for me, okay?"
Li Qingluo couldn't help but feel sad.
"What if I forget you?"
"Duan Rongshi, you will forget me too."
Duan Rongshi smiled: "No."
"I am your husband. In this world, I am your only husband."
"And you are my wife."
"In this world, you are my only wife."
"We have been married today, and in this life, we are the only ones who will be with each other."
He lowered his head and gently touched her forehead.
Unable to restrain himself, he held the back of her head and kissed her gently.
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