Before Qingwan could figure out the reason for her unknown feelings, she was pulled forward by the people around her.
Her hand was held by the other party, and there was constant heat transfer between the palms. Qingwan felt vaguely that something was wrong, but she couldn't put it into words.
In my ears, the ceremonial voice sounded again: "Now let's start worshiping..."
Before she finished speaking, the feeling that something was wrong in Qing Wan's heart became stronger and stronger. The scene she saw in the spirit stone before unconsciously appeared in front of her eyes. Thinking of the figure emerging from the spirit stone, Qing Wan's figure shook unconsciously.
Shake.
"Worship the heaven and the earth..."
The sound in her ears continued, but Qing Wan stood frozen in place like a stone statue, without responding for a long time.
This was the first time Xu saw a bride who was distracted during the wedding ceremony. The etiquette above the wedding hall and the surrounding guests all looked surprised.
"Miss, miss?" Only when the two girls reminded her behind her did Qingwan come back to her senses and said through the red scarf: "I'm sorry!"
He is also a well-informed etiquette man. When he saw this, he immediately cleared his throat and shouted again, "Bow down to heaven and earth."
But before she finished speaking, she saw that the bright red kerchief on the bride's head was suddenly lifted, revealing a beautiful and pure face. Qing Wan looked at the etiquette on the stage and said, "Can you wait a moment?"
"This?" The etiquette person couldn't help but be stunned. He had been presiding over the wedding for so long, and it was the first time he saw the newlyweds opening the wedding ceremony and proposed to temporarily interrupt the wedding. He didn't know what to do for a while.
, could only reply nonchalantly: "Well, it would be bad if we missed the auspicious time!"
"Miss, put your hijab on quickly. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it after the prayer."
"That's right, miss, you forgot what Xi Po said, you can't lift the hijab before you finish praying, otherwise it's unlucky."
Behind him, two maids urged him urgently.
Qingwan seemed to have never heard of it, turned around, looked at the man beside her quietly and said: "You are not him, right? Tell me, where is he?"
Although the two people had the same face, she could feel the difference between them.
The man in front of him raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "What is Awan talking about? Why can't I understand?"
Qing Wan shook her head, "Stop pretending, I know you are not him." She remembered that the man's hand had always been warm and cold, and she could not keep it warm.
What's more, that person will never call himself the king at this time.
The expression on the man's face changed slightly, and a sly smile flashed across his originally cold face. He didn't care about the surprised eyes of the guests in the hall, and raised one corner of his lips: "How did you know?"
"Feeling." Qing Wan answered him with two words indifferently.
The man's eyebrows were raised high, with a look of excitement on his face: "Tsk, tsk, I thought that not many people in this world could tell him and me apart."
Qing Wan seemed to have lost her patience, and interrupted him with a bad expression: "Where is he?"
The man shrugged, "It's not in the courtyard where the old man used to live." Before he finished speaking, he saw the woman in bright red wedding dress in front of him, turned around neatly, and disappeared in the eyes of the guests in the blink of an eye.
"Miss?"
"Qingwan?"
"Awan?"
Behind her, the guests and servants looked at each other in confusion, completely confused about the situation. Seeing her leaving, several familiar people subconsciously wanted to call her, but she ran in a certain direction without looking back.