finally.
In the worried and relieved eyes of Liang Zhen and others, Wei Changtian still appeared beside Liang Qin on time.
Then there is the more complicated process of worshiping.
Walking on a red carpet, offering incense to ancestors, kneeling three times, kowtowing nine times, worshiping six times...
Throughout the whole process, Wei Changtian always had a smile on his face, but anyone could tell that the smile was a little forced.
Wei Changtian didn't know why he made that decision just now.
After all, if he considered it from an absolutely rational perspective, even if he just watched Li Wutong die in front of his eyes, he should not let the latter leave.
But Wei Changtian cannot be so cold-blooded.
And he really felt very irritable at that time.
He was both annoyed by the problems Ning Yongnian had created for himself and also annoyed by Li Wutong's "stupidity".
To be honest, Wei Changtian can understand Li Wutong.
But there was really nothing he could do.
If Li Wutong is not allowed to give it a try, the latter will definitely not give up.
In this case, let her go...
Maybe it was an impulse after feeling deeply tired, or maybe it was a compromise out of desperation.
When Wei Changtian and Liang Qin faced the east and completed their last bow, he still sighed softly.
He suddenly remembered the woman with long hair standing in the sunset when he left Fengyuan a few months ago.
He still remembered that the red clouds that flowed to the sky that day were as bright as today.
"Master!"
"When we meet again, marry me!"
"You promised me!"
"..."
He stretched out his hand to help the bride in front of her, and turned to look at the red clouds on the horizon.
The sky is full of rays of light scorching the dusk.
It's like the blushing face of a girl, and it's like the flowers blooming on the tree. It melts away countless joys and loneliness, reunions and partings in the world at this sunset.
...
...
Xu Shi.
In the moonlight, red lanterns hung all over the Shuzhou city.
While Wei Changtian was changing glasses with the guests, Zhang San quietly ran over and reported in a low voice:
"Sir, Princess Wu Ping just left the city."
"Um."
Nodding, Wei Changtian's expression did not change at all.
He poured another glass of wine by himself, and then clinked glasses with You Wenzong with a smile.
"You Xiang! Let me toast you!"
"Young Master, you are so polite. I should be the one who respects you."
"Hahaha, respect everyone the same!"
"Yes, sir, drink slowly..."
"..."
After paying homage to You Wenzong, he also paid homage to Chen Zhong.
Holding the wine glass, Wei Changtian paid tribute to all the "big officials" of Shu one by one, but did not say a word to Zhang San behind him.
Zhang San initially thought it was because he had not yet made up his mind on how to deal with Li Wutong, so he followed behind silently.
But when Wei Changtian finished serving one table and went straight to another table of "outstanding business representatives of Shu" with a wine bottle in hand, he suddenly stopped and finally understood Wei Changtian's attitude.
He turned around and walked out of the bustling front yard, rounded the corner, and stopped in front of a man in black.
"Brother Zhang, what did the young master give you?"
The man in black whispered to Zhang San: "If you still need to keep an eye on it, I will send more people."
"No."
Shaking his head, Zhang San calmly replied: "Let the brothers come back."
"Huh? Won't you follow?"
"Well, there's no need to follow."
"..."
...
Haishi.
It was late at night, but the liveliness of Shuzhou City had not diminished at all.
The trees and flowers bloom together, and the iron locks of the star bridge open.
The orange-red fireworks drag their long tails into the night sky, sending the joy of the world to the sky.
There were firecrackers everywhere in the streets, naughty children holding lanterns chased after each other, girls' buns were tied with colorful flowers, and everyone who met in the street smiled and held hands to congratulate each other.
Just when the fun in the city was at its peak, Wei Changtian slowly unveiled the red hijab that Liang Qin had been wearing all day.
None of his concubines wear hijab, so this is his first experience.
Under the hijab is a small rosy face, with a phoenix crown and a halo, and a tassel hanging down.
Liang Qin never applied makeup on weekdays, so Wei Changtian couldn't recognize the appearance of applying makeup today.
"Brother Changtian, why are you staring at me..."
Liang Qin's fingers only grasped a corner of the red skirt, and she lowered her head shyly.
"It's not like I've never seen me before..."
"Uh... this is indeed the first time I've seen him like this."
Wei Changtian smiled and sat down by the bed, and sighed sincerely: "It's so beautiful."
"Yes, yes..."
Liang Qin lowered his head after being praised by Wei Changtian.
She hesitated for a long time, and then asked in a low voice: "Brother Changtian, am I going to call you Prime Minister or Prime Minister from now on..."
"Hahaha, it's up to you. You can call it whatever you want."
"Then, can I still call you Brother Changtian..."
"Of course."
"Brother Changtian..."
"What's wrong?"
"It's time for us to tie our hair..."
"Hair knot? Oh, yes, yes."
Wei Changtian slapped his forehead and then remembered the procedure after entering the bridal chamber that Comrade Xiao Xu had repeatedly warned yesterday.
First get your hair tied, then drink a glass of wine, then throw a candle, and then you can do that...
Picking up the scissors tied with red silk that had been prepared nearby, Wei Changtian first cut off a strand of Liang Qin's hair, and then handed the scissors to the latter, who then cut off a strand of his own hair.
Two strands of hair are twisted into a knot, which is called "hair knotting".
"Wow~"
Seeing Liang Qin carefully putting their hair into a small silk bag and tying it up, Wei Changtian smiled and took the jug and poured two glasses of wine.
The transparent wine swirled in the glass, with a soft aroma.
The two of them each raised their wine glasses and looked at each other.
But the next moment, Liang Qin suddenly hesitated in a low voice:
"Brother Changtian...are you, are you worried about something?"
"Um?"
Wei Changtian thought that he had been pretending to be good, but he never thought that Liang Qin would notice something strange.
"It's okay, don't think too much."
"oh......"
Liang Qin nodded lightly and clinked glasses with Wei Changtian.
The wine in the cup goes into the throat, throws the cup under the bed, lifts it up and closes it, the saying goes, it is good luck.
At this point, all the processes today have finally been completed.
The red wedding curtain was closed, and Liang Qin trembled slightly and took off her Xiuhe clothes one by one.
It was only then that Wei Changcai noticed that she was still wearing the wooden hairpin in her hair.
And just as he was looking at the wooden hairpin in a daze, an extremely gentle and happy voice suddenly sounded softly.
"Brother Changtian..."
"I, I'm so happy..."
...
Outside Shuzhou City, on the official road.
"Hush!"
"boom!"
When Li Wutong suddenly tightened the reins and the horse raised its front hooves high, a huge firework exploded in the sky above Shuzhou City behind him.
Then came the second, third...
The golden fire lights up and goes out, and its fleeting moment is as short and gorgeous as the startling roar.
Staring at the brilliant fireworks, Li Wutong's body swayed.
She held back her tears, but the next moment tears still flowed out of her eyes uncontrollably.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"woo woo woo woo!"
"Why, why..."
"Why!!"
The heartbreaking cries were hoarse, and seemed to be mixed with endless pain.
Li Wutong knew that after she left this time, she might never have the chance to see Wei Changtian again in this life.
But she had to go.
And this cry that no one could hear was her last farewell to Wei Changtian.
Since ancient times, passion has always left room for hatred, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up from.
This is the poem Wei Changtian used to persuade her.
But at this moment, Li Wutong extremely hoped that she would stay in a good dream forever, and that nothing had happened.
She would rather never meet Wei Changtian than suffer the torture of life worse than death.
However, sweet dreams will eventually wake up.
"boom!!"
Another firework blooms, the remaining light falls, and the ignorance is hard to disappear.
Li Wutong wiped away the last tear from the corner of his eyes. He had no more tears to shed and never looked back.
A white moon rises in the sky, pouring silvery light all over the ground.
The west wind was strong in the sycamore trees last night, the light moon was dim and bright, and I was frightened by good dreams. There was a sound of flying geese from a tall building somewhere.
"Don't think about it..."
"Ms. sir..."
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