Nan Fengling looked at it with a sore nose.
Du Wanchun quickly wiped her with a handkerchief, "Let's go, we have to worship."
After the Third Prince helped Aunt Zhou out of the sedan chair, under the guidance of the matchmaker, he and she walked inside, holding Tong Xin Yue.
The villagers followed behind, and the village chief and the village clan chief came forward to propose the marriage.
Not only that, they also have a serious marriage certificate.
The two came to the front of the hall and stamped their fingerprints on the marriage certificate.
Then the village chief shouted loudly, "Bow down to heaven and earth."
The third prince took Aunt Zhou to worship the heaven and earth outside the courtyard.
The village chief called out loudly again, "Second worship to Gaotang."
Aunt Zhou and the Third Prince went to worship the two old men sitting in the high hall together. ?.?????.???
Among the spiritual tablets behind the old man, there is a wooden board with the names of Mrs. Zhou's parents engraved on it, which coincidentally coincides with the second worship ceremony.
After paying homage in the high hall, the village chief raised his voice and continued shouting: "Three times of worship as husband and wife."
The Third Prince and Aunt Zhou were startled when they heard the couple bowing three times.
The two of them had been waiting for these four words for most of their lives, and they were filled with emotions.
After a pause, the two turned around and bowed to each other.
At this time, the village chief picked up the wedding ceremony and read out loud, "I am happy that today the ceremony has just begun, and the marriage has been established. The poems sing about Guan Ju, and the songs of songs are like Lin Zhi. With one heart and one mind, we can live in a comfortable home, respect each other as guests, and we will be married forever. The mandarin ducks and butterflies form a common alliance, this is proof."
"The ceremony is completed! Send it to the bridal chamber!"
Firecrackers went off again in the courtyard.
Aunt Zhou and the Third Prince led Tong Xinjie towards the back house.
Du Wanchun and Nan Fengling followed the crowd and chased them together.
Next is the bridal chamber.
There was laughter and laughter here. In the palace, the emperor's condition suddenly relapsed. After taking medicine, he lay on the bed and fell asleep.
In his sleep, he saw the queen he had always longed for wearing a wedding dress and getting into the sedan chair surrounded by a group of people. Then, amid the sound of firecrackers, she was led by a man and slowly walked off the sedan chair.
He felt great pain in his heart and shouted repeatedly in his dream: "Zhou'er! Zhou'er!"
However, nothing worked and his dream continued.
The queen followed the man to the red silk-covered hall, where they worshiped.
He stood in front of the two of them like a wandering spirit, trying to stop them but couldn't.
I only heard the people in the room shouting over and over again, "One bow to heaven and earth! Two bows to the high hall! Three bows to husband and wife!"
He looked at the two people worshiping each other in front of him, and his heart suddenly twisted.
He rushed forward and shouted: "No, you can't marry. You are my queen and my wife. You can't marry anyone else!"
"Who is it? Who is so rebellious? Who wants to take away my wife!"
The emperor tried desperately to see clearly who the man who was worshiping was, but for some reason, he couldn't see clearly every time he concentrated on looking.
He could only watch his queen being sent into the bridal chamber following the man.
The emperor was angry and anxious, and could only shout frantically from the side: "Zhou'er! You can't marry! I am your husband, and I am the father of your child."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone in the crowd talking: "Father, mother, you guys can spend the night here tonight!"
The father and mother were like swords falling down, piercing the emperor's heart. He wanted to see clearly who was speaking, but his eyes were filled with illusions. He could only see the queen in a red wedding dress with her red hijab lifted off.
He shouted hysterically: "No, I am the father of the children, he is not, Zhou'er, he is not!"
However, no matter how he shouted, it was of no avail.
He could only watch the red wedding dress fall and the red bed curtain fall.
Until someone called in his ear: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, wake up quickly, Your Majesty!"
The emperor opened his eyes suddenly and found that he was still in his palace, but he was sweating coldly.
The old eunuch on the side cried: "Your Majesty, you almost ran out of breath just now."
The emperor seemed to have lost his soul and murmured to himself: "Is it a dream? No, it's not a dream. Everything is too real, too real!"
