Brahma Tianluo put on her red headband and felt a little nervous. With the support of two matchmakers, she stepped on the red carpet and walked to the hall outside.
The hall was already full of people, and everyone's face was full of joy. Sitting on the Grand Master's chair in the middle was the ancestor of Fan Xinghe. At this moment, he changed into a purple-red festive robe, making him look younger.
He and Junmei are the only blood relatives of both parties in this wedding.
The huge dragon and phoenix candles behind him were burning high, illuminating the red word "happy" in a bright red and festive atmosphere.
Mo Xingchen, handsome and handsome in a groom's attire, stood on the left side of the lobby, looking at Brahma Tianluo with affectionate eyes as he was supported by two matchmakers. Everyone cheered and applauded.
Mo Xingchen handed a red ribbon to Brahma Tianluo, and the two of them officially began to worship.
The master of ceremonies tonight is still the Eighth Prince, but he has a smile on his face. It is the honor of the Eighth Prince's Palace to be able to do things for the Imperial Master.
They bowed to heaven and earth, bowed to the high hall, and the couple bowed to each other. The wedding was carried out according to the most traditional ceremony. Both Mo Xingchen and Brahma Tianluo were very moved in their hearts. After experiencing countless ups and downs, they finally became husband and wife. This life seemed
No more regrets.
After the worship, there was a banquet. Brahma Tianluo was sent directly to the new house prepared by the palace, but this was only for outsiders to see. Brahma Tianluo had already put the palace that Fan Xinghe had given them into a silver cup, and also placed it in a place away from the others.
The far side of the courtyard became a small world for the two of them.
Mo Xingchen stayed to drink, and Mu Yu and Xiao Jin became the bartenders. Mu Yu rushed to drink all kinds of wine, and soon became the first to get drunk, and was even drunk. Mo Xingchen was very worried, and asked someone to help him into the room arranged by the Eighth Prince.
Resting in the backyard, Ning Binglian and Zhuo Ye volunteered to stay and look after him.
Mo Xingchen, Brahma Tianluo's groom, aroused the curiosity of many people because of his sudden appearance, so the wine was not over until midnight with constant questions and toasts. A group of friends drank themselves down in the banquet, and even
The eight princes were so drunk that they lay on the ground and talked nonsense.
Fan Xinghe looked at the time and saw that it was too late, and said to Mo Xingchen, whose handsome face was red: "Xingchen, I gave Xiaoluo to you, you must take good care of her, and you must find Linglongxin and don't let her
No matter how sad."
Mo Xingchen nodded and said firmly: "Ancestor, don't worry, I will treat Xiaoluo well and find Linglong's heart."
Fan Xinghe then nodded and left, asking him to go back to his new house as soon as possible.
When Mo Xingchen returned to the new house prepared by the palace, Brahma Tianluo was naturally not in the room. Only Xiao Jin and Xiao Qinglong were sitting together and talking.
"Boy Mo, this room will be reserved for me and Xiao Qingqing tonight. You can go in, the little girl is waiting for you. Remember, a man should be strong and let her know how powerful you are!" Xiao Jin is very cool.
He told him that in fact, Lu Qianqian's idea of a woman taking care of her husband seriously irritated him, the Dragon King, who had always been aloof.
Mo Xingchen was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a wry smile, and the silver light quickly entered the silver cup in a flash.
"Dragon King, it's time for us to go to bed." Xiao Qinglong immediately wrapped his arms around Xiao Jin with great tenderness, and Xiao Jin kissed her and said, "Of course, I want you to know how powerful I am, hehe." He said*
He laughed happily, put the silver cup on the stool at the head of the bed, and rolled into the big bed with the charming little Qinglong in his arms.