Chapter five hundred and fourteenth heaven and earth learn from each other
But seeing Gongliang emerging and the flowers blooming, the two ancestors led the younger members of the clan to come to congratulate him.
The two ancestors presented them with heavy gifts and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Mr. Xia."
Xia Qingchen was full of doubts.
The guests who have come so far, without exception, have all interacted with Xia Qingchen.
He couldn't think of any escaped "groom" in the sect whose connections overlapped so closely.
In particular, it attracted two ancestors to express their congratulations in person.
No matter how you look at it, the real groom is Xia Qingchen, right?
He glanced at the Moon Pearl out of the corner of his eye.
What on earth did she do?
Yue Mingzhu pretended not to see it and accepted the gift with a smile: "Thank you two ancestors, please take a seat."
Behind the two ancestors are the younger generations brought here.
Gong Liangyun, Gong Liangjing and Gong Liangao all congratulated with good intentions.
Xia Qingchen responded with a smile.
The younger members of the Baihua Family are Pomegranate Fairy and Luo Shuixian.
"Wow, Brother Xia is so handsome today!" Pomegranate Fairy's eyes flashed quietly, and then she sniffed again and pouted: "It's a pity that the bride is not me, I am so unwilling!"
Just as she was talking, Pomegranate Fairy noticed that Yue Mingzhu gave her a half-smiling smile.
The pomegranate fairy was so frightened that she shrank her neck, stuck out her tongue, and walked away quickly.
It's quite a bit like a mouse meeting a cat.
Luo Shuixian passed by, stopped, looked at Xia Qingchen, and smiled lightly: "Congratulations."
Xia Qingchen nodded lightly: "Thank you."
He only looked at Luo Narcissus for a moment, then looked away with an expressionless expression.
Never stayed even half a minute.
Luo Shuixian's lips moved slightly, but she stopped talking.
She changed from her usual plain clothes and came dressed up.
The beauty is ten times better than before.
Xia Qingchen actually didn't even take a second look.
She was dissatisfied.
"I heard that the bride is very beautiful?" Luo Shuixian asked thoughtfully.
Xia Qingchen shook his head and said indifferently: "I don't know."
He doesn't even know who the bride is. Who knows whether she's beautiful or not?
Luo Shuixian only said that Xia Qingchen didn't want to talk to him anymore.
I feel even more dissatisfied, and now I don’t even want to say a word to her?
Well, I want to see how beautiful the bride is!
"Then I'll wait and see." Luo Shuixian said lightly and left in anger.
Yue Mingzhu on the side sighed meaningfully: "Give up, little wild cat, you have no chance."
At this very moment.
The doorman at the foot of the mountain shouted: "We have guests arriving!"
Under normal circumstances, the doorman will call out the guest's identity.
Didn't shout out, just explained one thing.
The other party was not invited.
Uninvited!
But I saw two figures walking up the stairs.
Walking in front is a man in a raincoat wearing a bamboo hat, very simple.
The latter is a handsome young man in rich clothes.
Xia Qingchen recognized the young man as the young master Xiang from Xiahou Shenmen.
He stood behind the man in coir raincoat.
Then the man in coir raincoat, could he be...
The two walked up the mountain.
The man in coir raincoat took off his bamboo hat, revealing his extremely old face.
Xia Qingchen raised his hand and said, "You actually alerted the ancestor Xiahou!"
The person who came was naturally the Xiahou ancestor. He chuckled hoarsely: "You are getting married, how can I not come?"
The reason why he dressed up in disguise was because his identity was so respected.
If his true appearance were revealed, I am afraid that the other guests would not be eligible to attend the meeting.
Xia Qingchen smiled bitterly: "It's not that I'm getting married, I'm just..."
However, Yue Mingzhu interrupted him and said first: "Ancestor Xiahou has come to make the holy land shine. Please take a seat."
Ancestor Xiahou looked at Xia Qingchen and Yue Mingzhu thoughtfully and entered with a smile.
Young Master Xiang also clasped his fists: "Congratulations, Young Master Xia!"
After saying that, he also stepped into it.
So far.
All the guests who were supposed to come have arrived.
Xia Qingchen immediately stared at Yue Mingzhu: "What are you doing?"
Too strange.
Everyone thought it was Xia Qingchen's wedding.
rather than replacing others.
However, the doorman shouted excitedly at this moment: "The wedding team is here, please invite the groom to welcome the bride."
Xia Qingchen had no choice but to take a deep look at Yue Mingzhu and hurried down the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain.
A procession that was several miles long to see off relatives was swatted away like a fire dragon.
The number of gifts sent is probably richer than the treasure house of Nebula Holy Land.
Xia Qingchen raised his eyebrows slightly.
What is the background of the bride and why is the dowry so large?
Yue Mingzhu also walked down and whispered: "All the dowry will be moved into Tingxue Tower."
She smiled slightly and said to herself: "These dowries are my wedding gifts to you."
Only Dark Moon can deliver such a huge dowry.
Xia Qingchen came to the sedan and opened the sedan curtain.
The bride has covered her head.
Can't see clearly.
"Let's go!" Xia Qingchen deliberately lowered his voice so that no one could hear the original sound.
How embarrassing would it be if the bride was a female disciple of Nebula Holy Land and the voice was heard to be that of Xia Qingchen?
He did not hold the bride's hand.
Just hold out your arm and let the bride hold it.
The attitude is very cold.
Under the hijab.
The White Lotus Saint's face was expressionless, and a trace of confusion flashed in her heart.
When had Yu Qingyang been so indifferent to him?
Also, the sound seems wrong.
Is it because hijab affects hearing?
Suppressing the doubts in her heart, the White Lotus Saint held his arm and left the sedan.
Then slowly walk up the stairs.
Under the gaze of many guests, they arrived at the wedding hall.
The Holy Lord himself acted as the master of ceremonies.
With a smile on his face: "Bow down to heaven and earth!"
The two of them bowed to heaven and earth.
"Second bow to the high hall." Xia Qingchen bowed to his parents' empty table.
He was secretly glad.
Fortunately Xia Yuan didn't come, otherwise it would have been really embarrassing.
"Husband and wife pay homage."
Xia Qingchen looked at the bride opposite and bowed to each other expressionlessly.
The Holy Lord laughed and said: "From now on, you are married as husband and wife. We hope to love each other in the future. Do you understand?"
Xia Qingchen and Saint White Lotus both said expressionlessly: "Yes."
Everyone looked strange.
This couple is really cool.
You don't feel the least bit festive at all, and your words are cold and indifferent?
Only Yue Mingzhu covered her mouth and smiled softly, muttering: "What a perfect match!"
The Holy Lord immediately reconciled the two of them.
"It's a unique wedding in life. It doesn't matter if young people are nervous." The Holy Lord smiled and said, "Now, enter the bridal chamber!"
The crowd burst into laughter.
The engagement process is now complete.
The two are already a couple who share the same feelings of heaven and earth.
"Why don't you let us have a glimpse of the most beautiful woman in Tianyueling?" Luo Narcissus said in the crowd, seemingly joking.
Many people's hearts moved.
On the wedding invitation given to them, the bride didn't even have a name, and was only referred to as "the most beautiful woman in Tianyueling".
If the guests are not curious, then that's a mistake.
Therefore, no one stopped him for a while, and everyone waited silently with a smile.
The Holy Lord looked at Xia Qingchen and asked him to make his own decision.
Of course Xia Qingchen was not interested.
Whether the bride is beautiful or ugly has nothing to do with him.
He planned to leave immediately after entering the bridal chamber, without even planning to lift the hijab.
"The wedding invitation is just a joke. It cannot be true. Don't take it seriously." Xia Qingchen said calmly.
He then took the bride's arm and pulled her away.
The action is a bit rough.
The White Lotus Saint frowned slightly. She had just married Yu Qingyang, so did she treat her like this?
His feet stood on the same spot, motionless despite Xia Qingchen's tugging.