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The entire Beiming Divine Palace was filled with joy, and the bright red "double happiness" characters were vibrant and festive.
The woman in the glass mirror was stunningly beautiful. She had never worn makeup before, but today her deliberately breathtaking attire made her so beautiful that it was hard to look away.
"I never expected that Junior Sister would get married in the Northern Underworld Continent." Qiao Luoning stood beside Wei Qinghe, watching Xin Yuan Tianzun do Wei Qinghe's hair and makeup.
His eyes held a mixture of envy, surprise, and regret.
After all, those people from the Lingzong sect couldn't witness Wei Qinghe's wedding.
"As long as Qinghe is happy, it doesn't matter where she gets married, it's just that the entire Lingzong sect will inevitably feel regret." As a mother, Xinyuan Tianzun was very satisfied with Di Fuyue as her son-in-law.
Of course, I understand the regret of the Lingzong sect members who cannot attend the wedding.
Qiao Luoning also knew that her words had touched Xin Yuan Tianzun. On this important day, she couldn't let everyone be unhappy, and she couldn't have any regrets.
"Actually, there's not too much regret. After all, Immortal Venerable Fuyue is marrying into our Ling Sect, and they will be living in our Ling Sect from now on."
"Marry into the family?" Xin Yuan Tianzun really didn't know about this.
Before the incident at the Demonic Sect, Di Fuyue already had some reputation.
In order to be with Wei Qinghe, Di Fuyue actually did not hesitate to marry into the Lingzong sect.
Thinking back to how Wei Qinghe was forced to marry Dai Xingyu of the Nanfeng Sect, she felt a tightness in her chest.
Fortunately, the bad days are over, and my daughter will be happy for the rest of her life.
"Mother, it doesn't really matter where we live, as long as we're with him." Wei Qinghe looked at her own stunning face reflected in the glass mirror, feeling both excited and longing.
She was finally going to marry Di Fuyue.
It was my first time getting married, and I didn't seem to have much anticipation for it. I didn't feel happy or unhappy at the time; it was just a task, a kind of helplessness.
The wedding didn't happen, and Dai Xingyu left with Xinghui Daozun.
"Yes, as long as my Qinghe is happy, it doesn't matter where we live."
Xin Yuan Tianzun's eyes reddened with excitement and joy.
She was truly happy to be able to witness her daughter's wedding in person.
"The young master has arrived."
Just then, the excited voice of a maid came from outside the door.
Emperor Fuyue has arrived.
Wei Qinghe clenched her hands tightly in her sleeves. She quickly and carefully looked at herself in the glass mirror, afraid that she was not perfect enough.
Qiao Luoning handed the red veil embroidered with gold flowers to Xinyuan Tianzun, saying, "Fuyue Immortal Venerable is really impatient."
"You'll find out what it feels like when you get married."
Xin Yuan Tianzun finally smiled and carefully placed the red veil over Wei Qinghe's head.
As Wei Qinghe watched the objects in front of her gradually shrink, she felt even more excited, or rather, apprehensive.
Footsteps came from outside, and the footsteps she heard seemed to match her own heartbeat.
Di Fuyue's steps were light, but at this moment she seemed a little clumsy.
God knows how long he had been waiting for this day and this moment.
They originally thought they would have to wait a very long time, but God gave them such a great opportunity.
It seems even God was moved by his deep affection.
As Wei Qinghe saw the boots and robes approaching from afar, her heart raced even faster. She could hardly hear Di Fuyue's footsteps; she could only hear her own heartbeat.
As he drew closer, the sound of their heartbeats became complex, a mixture of their own.
"Qinghe, I'm here. I've come to pick you up."
Di Fuyue's voice, which was as cold and clear as jade, took on a slight warmth at this moment, trembling noticeably with excitement.
"Um."
Wei Qinghe nodded gently. The two used to talk about everything, but now they didn't know what to say.
Qiao Luoning couldn't help but laugh, breaking the tense atmosphere.
Di Fuyue breathed a sigh of relief. He bowed to Xinyuan Tianzun and then nodded slightly to Qiao Luoning, his eyes filled with obvious gratitude.
This was the first time Qiao Luoning had seen Di Fuyue act this way, and her smile vanished instantly.
For a moment, I didn't know what "Di Fuyue" meant.
Could it be because she couldn't help but laugh just now?
Having witnessed Di Fuyue's awkward and tense moment, does that mean Di Fuyue is now jealous of him?
Will Di Fuyue come after her again later?
At this moment, Di Fuyue didn't have the energy to care about what Qiao Luoning was thinking.
He bent down and picked Wei Qinghe up.
The familiar, cool fragrance of snow wafted towards her, and Wei Qinghe's heart, which had been racing with excitement, gradually calmed down.
Leaning against his chest, I felt incredibly safe and secure.
Hearing his strong yet tense heartbeat, Wei Qinghe smiled.
It turned out that he was just as nervous as he was.
He probably shares the same expectations as me.
A slight warmth touched my ear, and his voice rang out.
"Qinghe, my heart is as enduring as mountains and rivers, do not ask the heavens how long the years have passed."
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