As she spoke, the woman grabbed a handful of dried fruits and sprinkled them over their heads. She also sang: "Spread the tent to the east, the curtains are deep and the shadows of candles are red, the good atmosphere is lush and everlasting, and the painting hall is filled with spring breeze every day." . To the west of the tent, brocade tassels hang down from the four corners. When you uncover it, you will see E's face, and the lost immortal man catches the branches. To the south of the tent..."
During her six years in the Liang Kingdom, Yunli attended many wedding banquets with the eldest princess Zhaoren. She was already familiar with the tent singing, but no matter how she listened to it, she felt that behind the song, she felt that there were inexplicably lewd lyrics and erotic songs. The feeling made her cheeks burn.
However, the woman had a serious look on her face, as if she was reciting some kind of prayer to the heaven, while the fruit fell from the top of her head and rolled onto the bed, giving it an indescribable sense of grandeur.
After settling the tent, drinking the Hexin wine, and performing the hair-tying ceremony, Wei Lin went out to toast, and the people in the room slowly dispersed, leaving only Anran and Muyan, and Duoduo didn't know where to go to have fun.
Yunli took off her phoenix crown, washed off her makeup, and discussed with them: "We will go back in the morning tomorrow. You can find an excuse tonight to test the spiritual roots of the children of several families. If there are any, take them back tomorrow."
Since you want to establish a sect, you will inevitably have to recruit a wide range of disciples, and your own family must always be given priority.
"You still have time to think about these things!" An Ran was speechless. Soon, she realized and asked suspiciously: "Are you afraid that we will listen to you and deliberately keep us away?"
Yunli: "..."
She pointed at herself, "With my level of cultivation, am I still afraid of you eavesdropping?"
An Ran choked, it was indeed the case. Both the bride and the groom had higher cultivation than them. It was difficult to eavesdrop!
"The Double Cultivation Ceremony hasn't been held yet. Why don't you marry me? Go and test your spiritual roots." Yunli urged.
The process of ordinary weddings is too solemn and solemn, and people are involved in it unknowingly. When they start to pay attention, after her reminder, An Ran remembers that this is just a formality to satisfy the regret of his parents and relatives who cannot participate in the double cultivation ceremony.
She knocked her forehead in annoyance and went out with Mu Yan to meet Ji Ruochen and Jingxu.
As the night gets darker, the bright and clear light falls, covering the earth with a veil.
The door to the new house was pushed open and Wei Lin came back.
Yunli was surprised: "So fast?"
Surprised for a second, she realized that most of the commotion at the wedding banquet was caused by people of the same generation. Wei Lin was completely unfamiliar with the young boys from the Wei family, so those children naturally didn't make trouble for him.
Wei Lin raised his hand and performed a dust removal technique, and the smell of alcohol immediately dissipated. He said: "It's late at night, go to sleep."
With that said, he took off his coat and walked towards the wedding bed.
Yunli blinked and asked in confusion: "You don't practice?"
"Who is practicing in the wedding night?" Wei Lin rolled his eyes, hooked his long arm, and took her in his arms.
"The bridal chamber, the night of flowers and candles?" Realizing what he wanted to do, Yunli's face turned red with embarrassment, "The double cultivation ceremony hasn't been held yet."
"I thought about it. When it comes to getting married, it's important for parents and relatives to witness it. Just tell others and it's done. The Double Cultivation Ceremony is just a formality. Today is the official marriage."
Yunli thought about it carefully. The people they valued, Mu Yan, her cousin, and her parents all witnessed the wedding.
Among the monks in Canglan Continent, Chu Nan, Zheng Rui and others, who had some friendship with each other, are now on opposite sides. If they don't start fighting when they meet, it is because of their previous friendship. It is impossible to participate in the double cultivation ceremony.
Thinking about it this way, today's secular wedding should indeed be a formal ceremony, and the bridal chamber is naturally a matter of course...
She glanced at the red bed beneath her, her heart suddenly beat violently, and a long and warm breath came to her ears.
She raised her eyes, Wei Lin's face was close in front of her, his Adam's apple slid unconsciously, and there seemed to be fire dancing in his deep phoenix eyes, clearly reflecting her helpless look.
Yunli's breathing was messed up, and she stammered: "I, I, I'm not ready yet."
With a low "no need to prepare", a warm kiss fell on her lips, and a slightly cold hand went through her hair and held the back of her head.
Qing Qian's temptation gradually deepened, and as the lips and teeth intertwined, the breath heated up rapidly, extremely hot...
Click!
The crisp voice was particularly loud in the silent room, and Yunli finally came out of that extreme state.
"There's something." She gasped and pushed Wei Lin on her body, "I'm holding something down."
"Where?" Wei Lin paused, his voice was extremely hoarse, as if he was slightly drunk, and huge beads of sweat dripped from the wings of his nose.
Yunli raised her waist slightly and took out a few hard things from the left side of her waist. She smiled, "It turns out to be longan."
Needless to say, the girl who made the bed must have missed one because she was not careful.
The candlelight flickered, shining through the red gauze curtain. She was completely sunk in the red brocade quilt, her forehead was soaked in fine sweat, her almond-shaped eyes were half-squinted, mist was flowing in her eyes, and there was a trace of blurred and charming water in her mouth, and her lips were slightly parted. , the lips are delicate and delicate.
Her breathing was chaotic, sometimes short and sometimes long, and her sweet breath lingered between her nostrils, which had a different kind of temptation.
Wei Lin's eyes darkened, and he threw away the troublesome longan from her fingertips, made another kneading gesture, cleaned the bed, sank his waist, and continued what he was doing.
The dragon and phoenix candles burned quietly, and the wax oil was like tears, sliding down the red candles and condensing on the candlesticks. The lotus hooks on the red wedding tent began to sway again...
Time passed slowly, and the meager skylight came in through the window, making the room hazy.
This is the time when Wei Lin usually practices his sword, but today, he couldn't bear to get up.
The breathing next to her was shallow. Yunli was wrapped in a quilt and lying in his arms. Only her fair little face was exposed outside the quilt. Her eyebrows were stretched and she slept soundly.
Wei Lin lowered his eyes and looked at her peaceful sleeping face, feeling a sense of satisfaction in his heart. After three lifetimes, he finally married her home.
He gently kissed her forehead, tightened his arms, and held her a little tighter.
For a moment, Yunli's eyelashes trembled slightly and she slowly opened her eyes.
Wei Lin chuckled: "Good morning."
As soon as Yunli opened her eyes, she met a pair of familiar eyes. She was stunned for a moment and almost blurted out: "Why haven't you gone to sword practice yet?"
Wei Lin raised his eyebrows slightly and said meaningfully: "Last night he urged me to practice kung fu, and today he urges me to practice swordsmanship. Could it be that Ah Li thinks I don't have enough physical strength?"
"Cough cough cough...I don't have it!"
Yunli almost bit her tongue off. She didn't understand why her formerly serious senior brother had changed overnight.
Last night, he coaxed her over and over again, tossing her around most of the night, and when he got up early in the morning, he said naughty things to her again. Where had the serious senior brother gone?
In her mind, her thoughts drifted back to last night, and she suddenly felt her face burning up. She couldn't help but grab the quilt and shrink back into it.
A pleasant chuckle came from above her head, and Yunli felt a little embarrassed. Why was she so timid?
(End of chapter)
