The woman's watery eyes sparkled, and she sighed: "We cultivators don't care about these external things. If we want to make this place magnificent, all I have to do is wave my hand. But, alas, look at him running away so enthusiastically."
After running away, I couldn't bear to refuse..."
The little boy smiled: "The reason why the master couldn't bear to refuse is because he also fell in love with this beautiful man in the world, right? Hehe, otherwise he wouldn't have given up thousands of years of practice and agreed to marry a mortal like him. The master's infatuation
No less than Mr. Sima."
The two were chatting and laughing here, when a burst of gongs, drums and firecrackers suddenly came from the front yard.
The boy had already tied up the woman's black hair and said with a smile: "The groom is here." [
The woman's face turned slightly red, and the boy had covered her head with a big red tassel.
I heard a clear voice saying: "Biyuan, are you ready?"
A young man in a wedding dress walked in the door. As Yun Lei expected, this young man in Sima was the handsome young man in blue shirt who came to seek medical treatment that day.
At this time, his face was full of spring breeze, and his face became more and more as smooth as pearls.
Looking at this woman named Biyuan, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of deep love.
The little boy smiled and helped Biyuan stand up. Outside the door, a big red sedan chair was waiting there...
Yun Lei and the others also walked out. After taking a few steps, the scenery suddenly changed again. Towering towers, rockeries, pavilions, and exotic flowers and plants seemed to be in the back garden of a wealthy family.
At this time, the two of them knew that what they saw before them was an illusion set up by the goblin, so they were not surprised. They heard a melodious flute sound coming from the depths of the garden. They divided the flowers and brushed the willows and followed the sound.
There is a pond in front, in which green lotuses are crowded together, and a few pink lotus flowers are blooming with dew.
In the center of the lotus pond, there is a small pavilion, connected by verandahs and winding bridges on all sides. Mr. Sima is sitting on the railing of the small pavilion. He is playing his flute horizontally, and the clear and cheerful sound of the flute floats in the wind.
The woman named Biyuan was now dressed as a young woman, holding a small child in her arms.
The child was only seven or eight months old, with a small apple-shaped face and a pair of big round and bright eyes. He was darting around in his mother's arms and was learning to talk in his mother's arms. He looked very energetic.
Biyuan listened to her husband's flute playing for a while, then lowered her head to play with the child in her arms, with a happy and calm expression on her face.