"Yes." Mingbei looked up and saw a clump of wild flowers in full bloom on the hillside. He ran over, picked them and wove a beautiful garland.
"Does it look good?" Mingbei asked.
"It looks good." Wuyou nodded happily.
"How about if I put it on for you, it will be our Phoenix Crown Xiapei?" Mingbei asked.
"Okay." Wuyou is a woman with an open-minded temperament, so naturally she doesn't care about the glitz. She nodded happily, with a blush on her face.
"I just wronged you. When I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely arrange another wedding for you." Mingbei put the garland on her head and held her gently in his arms.
"I'm not wronged, I'm already very happy." Wuyou leaned against him, his eyes filled with happiness.
"We're missing a witness. Just wait, I'll be back in a minute." Mingbei let go of Wuyou and asked her to wait on the side of the road. He used his Qinggong skills and ran to a house not far away. Wuyou
Yousheng was afraid that he would cause trouble, so he stood on tiptoe anxiously waiting for him.
After a while, Mingbei came back with an old woman in one hand. The old woman didn't know what to do, so she fell to her knees with a thud and begged for mercy: "Hero, have mercy on me, hero, have mercy on me.
I'm just a lonely old woman, and it's a problem for me to have three meals a day, let alone money. Please forgive me!" As soon as the old woman got up, she was grabbed by a man and ran away. Her face turned pale with fright.
"Don't be afraid, old lady, we won't harm you." Wuyou hurriedly helped her up and said softly.
"Fairy, what are you going to do with me here?" The old woman's nervous look relaxed a lot when she saw Wuyou wearing a wreath, looking beautiful and kind.
"Grandma, I want to marry this fairy, so I invite you to be a witness. Please help us." Mingbei smiled and bowed to the old lady.
"So you want to get married? Well, if you don't mind, go and sit in my humble house, and I will host the wedding for you and get married." Seeing that they had no intention of harming themselves, the old lady asked her to be a witness.
He immediately beamed and held their hands enthusiastically.
"Really? That's great." Wuyou jumped up happily.
Mingbei glanced at her and laughed. "You look like you hate getting married. Are you secretly proud that someone finally wants you?" he said in her ear.
"Hate! Who asked you to take it! Who asked you to take it!" Wuyou raised his fist and beat him.
"Ouch! Hit a man! Hit a man!" Akibei laughed while hiding.
The old lady watched them flirting, covering her mouth and laughing non-stop, and said enviously: "I remember that old man in my family was so hateful back then. Unfortunately, he died earlier than me, leaving my old lady alone.
It’s been several years.”
"Old lady, I'm sorry." Wuyou embarrassedly stopped fighting with Mingbei and held the old lady's hand.
"However, I am already very satisfied. After all, the old man has been with me for fifty years, which is enough." The old woman said with a smile.
The three of them arrived at the old lady's courtyard unknowingly. After the old lady asked them to sit down, they opened up. She took out a small box, blew the dust off the box with her mouth, opened the box, and Wuyou and Mingbei opened it.
Immediately, my mouth opened wide in surprise. There was a pair of red candles in the box, as well as a set of the bride's phoenix crown and harem.
"I wore this when I was young. If you don't mind it, girl, just make do with it. At that time, my mother's family was considered a well-off family, so they only had such things. I kept it for decades, but I was so poor that I couldn't bear it."
I didn't even bother to exchange the wild vegetables for money." The old lady gently stroked the big red flower, and her memory seemed to return to a distant era.
"Grandma, if we wear your clothes without any worries, we will definitely count on your blessing to grow old together with me and live happily ever after," Mingbei said.
"Well, Miss Wuyou, just follow me into the back room, and I will dress you up." The old lady smiled and nodded. She took Wuyou into the room, put her hair into a bun, put on a phoenix crown, and then
Xia Pei changed into a red hijab.
"You sit inside first, and I will go and place the offerings, light the red candles, and celebrate your marriage." After the old lady finished speaking, she went out on tiptoe.
Wuyou was alone in the room, her heart was beating wildly, and she was inexplicably nervous. She was suddenly scared, so she ran out of the military camp privately, then eloped with Mingbei, and even went to marry him. Everything was like a dream.
.Did you do the right thing? Will the prince punish you? After all, Mingbei is from Dongling and the enemy who killed his master!
She walked around the room uneasily, but never had the courage to take off the red hijab and go out to tell Mingbei to terminate the wedding. She was afraid that Mingbei would be disappointed, and she was reluctant to part with the happiness at this moment.
"Your Highness, I hope you will forgive me. Master, I hope you will understand me and that the spirit in heaven will forgive me." She lifted her hijab, clasped her hands together, and murmured a prayer.
"Miss Wuyou, the auspicious time has come, come out and worship." The old lady came in, held Wuyou's hand and said.
Wuyou put down the hijab and followed the old lady out of the room. The old lady put her hand in Mingbei's.
After worshiping, the two stood quietly, not knowing what to do next.
"Wait a minute." The old lady quickly ran into the room and came out after being busy for a while. She said with a smile: "Hurry up and enter the bridal chamber."
"Bridal chamber?" Mingbei and Wuyou both felt embarrassed.
"Haha, I won't eavesdrop. You said you have to rush on your way, so don't worry about day and night. Let's get married first." The old lady was a happy person. She laughed and pushed the two of them into the house. After pushing them in, she said
After locking the door, a man covered his mouth and smiled, listening to what was going on inside. After listening for a while, he tiptoed away.
In the room, Mingbei and Wuyou suddenly felt awkward. Mingbei was usually glib, but now he was actually shy.
After being coy for a while, he finally plucked up the courage and lifted the hijab for Wuyou. Wuyou, who was shy and smiling, looked more beautiful than usual, and Mingbei was stunned.
"We are husband and wife." He whispered.
"Ms. sir." Wuyou called him softly.
"Madam." Mingbei was heartbroken. He threw the hijab aside, picked up Wuyou and walked to the bed. He took a look at the bed and saw that the old lady had spread some red dates on it, and he couldn't help but smile.
"Madam, the old grandma put red dates on the bed, which means that we will have a baby soon. We must not live up to the old lady's good wishes." He relaxed now and became naughty again.
Wuyou glanced at the bed and immediately blushed. He stretched out his hand and slapped Mingbei, saying, "I hate it."
"Madam." Mingbei put her on the bed, grabbed her hand, and kissed every finger of hers.
"Ms. sir." Wuyou closed her eyes and murmured in a low voice. She was too shy to look at Mingbei anymore.