Chapter 506 The Big Wedding
Di Beiyao put his hand on Jun Wuji's neck, stood on tiptoe, and pecked lightly on Jun Wuji's thin lips, with a pair of red phoenix eyes stained with a smile, he spoke,
"Happy, husband, shall we get married?"
Jun Wuji had been waiting for her for more than three years, and now that her wedding ceremony finally came, she thought, if she didn't mention it, she would really feel sorry for Jun Wuji.
Because of the unexpected words of the little man in his arms, Jun Wuji's face was slightly stunned, and when he came back to his senses,
He only thought it was funny in his heart, raised his long and narrow eyebrows slightly, and stretched out his hand to hook Gou Di Bei Yao's upturned nose in a funny way,
"Ma'am, the matter of getting married is still for my husband."
His little guy was fine, but he spoke by himself, shaking his head helplessly, but there was a pampering smile on his thin lips.
"Oh, there is no way, my husband is too reserved, there is a sea of flowers and a bright light, but he has not opened his mouth to marry.
So I had no choice but to speak up myself, so does my husband want to marry me?If not, I will marry another man. "
Di Beiyao blinked and said playfully.
As soon as the words fell, Jun Wuji forcefully brought the waist and the whole person into his arms, and the familiar clear fragrance enveloped Di Beiyao in an instant,
"No, the madam can only be for the husband alone." Jun Wuji bit it lightly, the little man in his arms had pink earlobes, and the deep magnetic voice could not help but hear a slight sour taste.
Di Bei Yao raised his fine eyebrows, unable to deny it.
**
On the second day of the wedding between the Empress and the Regent of South Vietnam, it was announced to the world, saying that the suddenness was expected, and it was tacit understanding among the people of the world.
Although Emperor Ruijing said he disliked Jun Wuji, he still recognized Jun Wuji, not to mention Dugu Wanqing, the mother-in-law liked her son-in-law more and more.
Three days later will be an auspicious day, suitable for marriage, and the wedding date of Di Beiyao and Jun Wuji will be set in three days.
According to the custom, the two of them can't meet each other for three days, but they can't stand Jun Wuji, a scoundrel, who is fine during the day, but always sneaks through windows and walls in the middle of the night.
Di Beiyao felt helpless and funny, with a coquettish mouth and a sweet heart.
Finally, today is the day of their wedding.
Today, the streets and alleys of the entire capital city are tied with countless red ribbons. The betrothal gifts of South Vietnam are arranged in an orderly manner from the street to the end of the street. Carriages drive into the palace one after another.
Jun Wuji was wearing a bright red bronzing gilt groom's robe, with three thousand silver hairs pouring down to his waist. Under the golden sunlight, it seemed to be coated with a layer of holy brilliance.
The clear and thin lips on the face like a god of the nine heavens are slightly hooked, so soft that it is unbelievable, and a pair of silver eyebrows are becoming more and more noble like the posture of a fairy.
Three years, today, three letters and six ceremonies, the Ming media is getting married, and he is finally going to become a real husband and wife with his little guy.
In Nuo Da's palace, it is also a festive red as far as the eye can see. The maids and eunuchs are all busy without touching the ground, with smiles on their faces.
Inside the Wolong Hall,
Di Beiyao was dressed in a scarlet wedding gown with bronzing gold and black dragon patterns on the gold silk border, and his delicate makeup was as beautiful as a demon or a fairy.
Emperor Ruijing and Dugu Wanqing were standing behind Di Beiyao, the husband and wife held hands and watched, of course, there was also the milk doll,
"Wait, Da Da, take them all down." Seeing Da Da was about to put on the phoenix crown for himself, Di Beiyao stopped him.
Da Da didn't understand why His Majesty didn't let him wear the phoenix crown for her, but he still nodded stupidly,
Your Majesty, after all, he has his own reasons. He brought a group of court ladies and eunuchs to salute Di Beiyao, and quickly retreated.
After Da Da and the others went out, Di Beiyao got up and blinked at the couple behind him, quite a bit of a girl's playful opening,
"Old man, will you bring me this phoenix crown? Or will mother bring me this phoenix crown?"
Even though he really wanted to wear the phoenix crown for his daughter by himself, Emperor Ruijing wanted to be considerate of his wife, he groaned for a long time, and asked Dugu Wanqing to help Emperor Bei Yao put on the phoenix crown.
Di Beiyao and Dugu Wanqing looked at each other, and both mother and daughter could see the uncontrollable smile in each other's eyes,
"Go, go, I know you're reluctant, so I'll give it to you, let Yao'er take it."
Dugu Wanqing hugged the baby in Emperor Ruijing's arms, and joked with a smile.
The milk doll blinked her big sleepy eyes, waved her short hands, and babbled as if echoing what Dugu Wanqing said.
This cute little appearance amused the three people present, and when they got the chance to put a phoenix crown on Di Beiyao, Ruijing Di was in full bloom,
No matter how hard he could hide the smile on his face, when he picked up the phoenix crown, even his hands were trembling slightly, there was no way, the old father was so excited,
Di Beiyao looked amused, and his eyes were slightly hot. The old man paid too much for her. Speaking of the two being father and daughter, sometimes they get along like close friends.
"My bastard has grown up." Emperor Ruijing stared blankly at Di Beiyao in the bronze mirror with the phoenix crown and xiapei, and patted Di Beiyao on the shoulder,
Suddenly, I felt sore in my heart, thinking that when will this bastard follow behind me, calling my father happily, and now I want to get married.
Di Beiyao only felt that his eyes were getting hotter, but fortunately he held back in the end, stood up and smiled at Emperor Ruijing,
"What are you feeling, I didn't marry to Nanyue, as long as my parents are willing, they can stay in this palace and see me every day."
Dugu Wanqing also stepped forward with the baby in her arms at this moment, looking at the expression on her husband's face full of emotion,
His heart was slightly sour, but he joked like his own daughter: "Yao'er is right, Yao'er doesn't need to leave now, why are you so sad!"
I just had a lot of emotions when I was touched by the scene, now let my wife and daughter remind me that Emperor Ruijing has also come to terms with it,
With a smile on his face, he clapped his hands: "Yes, how could I forget this! Oh, I can still see my son of a bitch every day in the future!"
In the end, he nodded somewhat smugly, "Oh, if I think about it well at the beginning, Jun Wuji is a good kid!"
Jun Wuji, who had just arrived at the entrance of the Crouching Dragon Palace, was about to welcome his relatives, just when he heard Emperor Ruijing say,
The long and narrow eyebrows were raised slightly on the god's face: it's rare to hear words of praise from this father-in-law who dislikes him so much.
"Your Majesty, the Regent of South Vietnam is here to greet you!"
The happy and excited voices of the big and small girls sounded from the entrance of the hall.
The three people in the hall glanced at each other with smiles on their faces, and Dugu Wanqing even urged,
"Okay, don't be dazed, quickly put the hijab on Yao'er, and don't make that child Wuji wait in a hurry."
"What's the matter, what's the matter, are you still not willing to wait?" The old father, Emperor Ruijing, cursed reluctantly.
(End of this chapter)
Di Beiyao put his hand on Jun Wuji's neck, stood on tiptoe, and pecked lightly on Jun Wuji's thin lips, with a pair of red phoenix eyes stained with a smile, he spoke,
"Happy, husband, shall we get married?"
Jun Wuji had been waiting for her for more than three years, and now that her wedding ceremony finally came, she thought, if she didn't mention it, she would really feel sorry for Jun Wuji.
Because of the unexpected words of the little man in his arms, Jun Wuji's face was slightly stunned, and when he came back to his senses,
He only thought it was funny in his heart, raised his long and narrow eyebrows slightly, and stretched out his hand to hook Gou Di Bei Yao's upturned nose in a funny way,
"Ma'am, the matter of getting married is still for my husband."
His little guy was fine, but he spoke by himself, shaking his head helplessly, but there was a pampering smile on his thin lips.
"Oh, there is no way, my husband is too reserved, there is a sea of flowers and a bright light, but he has not opened his mouth to marry.
So I had no choice but to speak up myself, so does my husband want to marry me?If not, I will marry another man. "
Di Beiyao blinked and said playfully.
As soon as the words fell, Jun Wuji forcefully brought the waist and the whole person into his arms, and the familiar clear fragrance enveloped Di Beiyao in an instant,
"No, the madam can only be for the husband alone." Jun Wuji bit it lightly, the little man in his arms had pink earlobes, and the deep magnetic voice could not help but hear a slight sour taste.
Di Bei Yao raised his fine eyebrows, unable to deny it.
**
On the second day of the wedding between the Empress and the Regent of South Vietnam, it was announced to the world, saying that the suddenness was expected, and it was tacit understanding among the people of the world.
Although Emperor Ruijing said he disliked Jun Wuji, he still recognized Jun Wuji, not to mention Dugu Wanqing, the mother-in-law liked her son-in-law more and more.
Three days later will be an auspicious day, suitable for marriage, and the wedding date of Di Beiyao and Jun Wuji will be set in three days.
According to the custom, the two of them can't meet each other for three days, but they can't stand Jun Wuji, a scoundrel, who is fine during the day, but always sneaks through windows and walls in the middle of the night.
Di Beiyao felt helpless and funny, with a coquettish mouth and a sweet heart.
Finally, today is the day of their wedding.
Today, the streets and alleys of the entire capital city are tied with countless red ribbons. The betrothal gifts of South Vietnam are arranged in an orderly manner from the street to the end of the street. Carriages drive into the palace one after another.
Jun Wuji was wearing a bright red bronzing gilt groom's robe, with three thousand silver hairs pouring down to his waist. Under the golden sunlight, it seemed to be coated with a layer of holy brilliance.
The clear and thin lips on the face like a god of the nine heavens are slightly hooked, so soft that it is unbelievable, and a pair of silver eyebrows are becoming more and more noble like the posture of a fairy.
Three years, today, three letters and six ceremonies, the Ming media is getting married, and he is finally going to become a real husband and wife with his little guy.
In Nuo Da's palace, it is also a festive red as far as the eye can see. The maids and eunuchs are all busy without touching the ground, with smiles on their faces.
Inside the Wolong Hall,
Di Beiyao was dressed in a scarlet wedding gown with bronzing gold and black dragon patterns on the gold silk border, and his delicate makeup was as beautiful as a demon or a fairy.
Emperor Ruijing and Dugu Wanqing were standing behind Di Beiyao, the husband and wife held hands and watched, of course, there was also the milk doll,
"Wait, Da Da, take them all down." Seeing Da Da was about to put on the phoenix crown for himself, Di Beiyao stopped him.
Da Da didn't understand why His Majesty didn't let him wear the phoenix crown for her, but he still nodded stupidly,
Your Majesty, after all, he has his own reasons. He brought a group of court ladies and eunuchs to salute Di Beiyao, and quickly retreated.
After Da Da and the others went out, Di Beiyao got up and blinked at the couple behind him, quite a bit of a girl's playful opening,
"Old man, will you bring me this phoenix crown? Or will mother bring me this phoenix crown?"
Even though he really wanted to wear the phoenix crown for his daughter by himself, Emperor Ruijing wanted to be considerate of his wife, he groaned for a long time, and asked Dugu Wanqing to help Emperor Bei Yao put on the phoenix crown.
Di Beiyao and Dugu Wanqing looked at each other, and both mother and daughter could see the uncontrollable smile in each other's eyes,
"Go, go, I know you're reluctant, so I'll give it to you, let Yao'er take it."
Dugu Wanqing hugged the baby in Emperor Ruijing's arms, and joked with a smile.
The milk doll blinked her big sleepy eyes, waved her short hands, and babbled as if echoing what Dugu Wanqing said.
This cute little appearance amused the three people present, and when they got the chance to put a phoenix crown on Di Beiyao, Ruijing Di was in full bloom,
No matter how hard he could hide the smile on his face, when he picked up the phoenix crown, even his hands were trembling slightly, there was no way, the old father was so excited,
Di Beiyao looked amused, and his eyes were slightly hot. The old man paid too much for her. Speaking of the two being father and daughter, sometimes they get along like close friends.
"My bastard has grown up." Emperor Ruijing stared blankly at Di Beiyao in the bronze mirror with the phoenix crown and xiapei, and patted Di Beiyao on the shoulder,
Suddenly, I felt sore in my heart, thinking that when will this bastard follow behind me, calling my father happily, and now I want to get married.
Di Beiyao only felt that his eyes were getting hotter, but fortunately he held back in the end, stood up and smiled at Emperor Ruijing,
"What are you feeling, I didn't marry to Nanyue, as long as my parents are willing, they can stay in this palace and see me every day."
Dugu Wanqing also stepped forward with the baby in her arms at this moment, looking at the expression on her husband's face full of emotion,
His heart was slightly sour, but he joked like his own daughter: "Yao'er is right, Yao'er doesn't need to leave now, why are you so sad!"
I just had a lot of emotions when I was touched by the scene, now let my wife and daughter remind me that Emperor Ruijing has also come to terms with it,
With a smile on his face, he clapped his hands: "Yes, how could I forget this! Oh, I can still see my son of a bitch every day in the future!"
In the end, he nodded somewhat smugly, "Oh, if I think about it well at the beginning, Jun Wuji is a good kid!"
Jun Wuji, who had just arrived at the entrance of the Crouching Dragon Palace, was about to welcome his relatives, just when he heard Emperor Ruijing say,
The long and narrow eyebrows were raised slightly on the god's face: it's rare to hear words of praise from this father-in-law who dislikes him so much.
"Your Majesty, the Regent of South Vietnam is here to greet you!"
The happy and excited voices of the big and small girls sounded from the entrance of the hall.
The three people in the hall glanced at each other with smiles on their faces, and Dugu Wanqing even urged,
"Okay, don't be dazed, quickly put the hijab on Yao'er, and don't make that child Wuji wait in a hurry."
"What's the matter, what's the matter, are you still not willing to wait?" The old father, Emperor Ruijing, cursed reluctantly.
(End of this chapter)
