The marriage certificate is a marriage document made by Najib to pray for blessings when a man and a woman get married.
In ordinary people's homes, it needs to be written by a respected member of the family, and then the couple will sign their names to get married.
Because of his status as a prince, the emperor had to ink the wedding invitation himself and have the imperial seal stamped to show the power of God.
The content of the marriage ceremony post is a good wish for a pair of loved ones, hoping that they will have a good marriage and a happy marriage.
Why did she suddenly mention this?
She was aware of me...
Obviously she wanted to wait until Master Feng Shui returned to court... before marrying me.
Seeing the Demon King's dazed look, Feng Shuiqing was even more sure of his guess!
She had seen many emotions in his eyes.
There was coldness, tenderness, anger, and violence. There was also the fleeting embarrassment in Dad's eyes when he was drunk that day.
But the man was so panicked, scared, and tearful.
She has never seen it.
Four eyes facing each other.
His phoenix eyes twinkled slightly...
It flickers on and off, as if it is escaping.
Her starry eyes were sparkling...
Boundless and full of compassion.
Hyun Chen Mandrill: "Okay."
Feng Shui Qing: "If you don't want to..."
The two of them spoke at the same time, but they did not dare to say more, because they knew that evil spirits were causing chaos and dangers were lurking, and true words could only return to the heart...
My little girl, whatever you want, whatever pleases you, I will do my best to do for you.
I've been waiting for three lifetimes for a marriage certificate. I really want to see you wearing a phoenix crown and a halo, with my hijab lifted up.
The wedding invitation is just a piece of paper. I can't accompany you for the rest of your life. Since it hasn't been stamped with the emperor's seal, there are no more things you can do.
This piece of paper will also be buried in the dust as I leave.
Your future will be bright and beautiful.
Hyun Chen looked at her eyes quietly, his chest hurt so much that he was about to suffocate, and his hot tears seemed to burn him out.
My devil, you are satisfying what I want to do, because I can't see any joy in your eyes.
A piece of marriage certificate, to me it is my love for you, to you...maybe you understand my heart?
Even if this marriage certificate is not stamped with the imperial seal, it is the promise we make together if it is imbued with your love and my love.
This piece of paper will always count, and I will never let you suffer alone and fall into the darkness!
Our future will be bright and beautiful!
Feng Shuiqing raised her hand to wipe away his tears.
For the first time, she saw the devil shed tears.
"Hyunchen Mandrill, say you love me."
Feng Shuiqing was very scared, not because he didn't love himself, but because of how much pain he had endured alone, the darkness and abyss, the loneliness and extreme cold.
He is bearing it for me.
Hyunchen Mandrill's eyes were getting redder and redder, and his lips couldn't stop trembling.
He loves her, he loves her enough to give his life.
But he was really afraid of the most evil and dark power. If any clues were revealed, he would watch her die with his own eyes...
My own little girl, the little girl I have loved for so long.
Why...
But I can't live the rest of my life peacefully with her.
Hyunchen Mandrill leaned forward and kissed her lips frantically. The tears were salty and astringent, rolling into his tongue and teeth, making his heart ache.
Feng Shuiqing was very painful from being kissed, as if he was about to chew her to pieces.
But she didn't want to hide or escape.
His kisses, his tears, his everything.
She took it all deeply into her heart.
With a fishy taste in his mouth, Hyunchen Mandrill finally regained his senses. He raised his body and saw that the blood dyed her lips so seductively and intoxicatingly.
It was like her wedding day, when her lips were painted with bright red lipstick, but he could no longer see her most beautiful look.
Hyunchen Mandrill tried his best to hold back the secret that was about to be blurted out, suppressing all the darkness and evil spirits in his heart.
For a long time, he finally
The soft tone, the most affectionate eyes...
Cherish her who is also filled with tears.
"I love you, Feng Shui Qing. I love you, I love you..."
"Well... Demon King, you look ugly when you cry!" Feng Shuiqing wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, put on the brightest smile, and opened the corners of his mouth.
"Well, it hurt to kiss you just now..." Hyunchen Mandrill carefully wiped away the blood on her lips with his fingertips, for fear of hurting her... 5
"Ah ha ha ha ha..."
Feng Shuiqing smiled heartily, wiped the blood off her mouth with a handkerchief, then covered the Demon King's lips and wiped them, "It's not me! It's your mouth! I accidentally bit it..."
Seeing Yuanchen Mandrill's relieved look, Feng Shuiqing jumped out of his arms and took out paper and pen.
While considering the words and phrases, Feng Shuiqing picked up the brush.
The back of his hand felt hot, and his big hand came over to hold the pen with him. His voice was burning and trembling, and his voice was softer and softer than ever before:
"Let's write it together."
"OK!!!"
[Both of us wrote this joint marriage proposal together.
May the orchids flourish for thousands of years and the harp and harp music flourish for hundreds of years.
From now on, the red rope will be tied early, and a good relationship will be formed.
The lingering envy of love, the love of butterflies, the white heads will always be together.
Hyun Chen Mandrill’s only wife: Feng Shui is clear.
The only husband with a clear Feng Shui: Xuanchen Mandrill.
Today we are married as husband and wife, and our love for each other is unquestionable.】
"Crack..."
"Crack..."
The moment I finished writing, two drops of tears overlapped and fell on the word "love", turning the ink into a chaotic cloud of ink.
Feng Shui Qing only knows that he only dropped a drop.
She carefully put away the marriage certificate, turned around and got into the arms of the devil, trying hard to hold back her tears, and wiped all her tears on his chest, "Hahaha! Devil! Today we are considered husband and wife!"
Hyun Chen raised his arms, inadvertently wiped away the hanging glaze from his eyelashes, and held her in his arms, "Yes, my wife."
The smile on the man's lips shone brilliantly, and his eyes were filled with warmth.
Feng Shuiqing smiled shyly, stood up on tiptoes and kissed the side of his face, "Husband! Hehehehe..."
Huan Chen was stunned for a moment, then he put his big hand on her face and said, "Call me again."
"Husband."
"Call me again."
"Husband! Oops! I've told you this several times!" Feng Shuiqing pinched her nose and deliberately pretended to be impatient, because she saw the devil's eyes became even redder.
Hyun Chen showed his usual smiling face.
He understood that the little girl was worried about him.
Then... we can't make her feel sad.
He leaned down, close to her ear, and whispered slowly and softly: "The sound of you calling me husband is the most touching sound in the world."
"Hehe... Oops..." Feng Shuiqing frowned and quickly covered his belly.
Hyunchen Mandrill suddenly panicked: "What's wrong with you?"
"I've been working for so long and I'm so hungry..."
Hyunchen Mandrill's lips relaxed, he pinched her round little face, "Okay, I'll eat with you."
The two of them sat on a stool to eat together. Feng Shui couldn't control his chopsticks and picked up vegetables for the devil. While doing so, he muttered: "You must have not eaten well these days! Eat quickly, eat quickly! Eat more!"
"
Xuan Chen saw that his bowl was almost full, but the little girl hadn't even touched her mouthful of rice.
It suddenly dawned on her that she was not hungry at all...
I just want to eat it myself.
Warmth suddenly surged in his heart until it exploded, and he stuffed a big mouthful into his mouth.
I just feel like this meal... is sweeter than honey.
Feng Shui Qing saw that the devil was enjoying his meal, his eyebrows were smiling like crescent moon hooks, and he pretended to take a few mouthfuls.
Before she could chew it into her throat.
Xia Ying, whose eyes were swollen and ripe with tears, rushed into the camp and knelt on the ground with a plop, "Miss! I beg you, slave... please save Ling Yi!!"