First cousin Lu Xiuzhe, second cousin Lu Xinghe, third cousin Lu Siqi, fourth cousin Lu Huaiyang, Wen Shirun, Pei Jinyi, Zhou Yu, Gu Sinian.
Seeing Gu Sinian's face, Qiao Ran was really stunned for a moment.
Han Mo actually allowed Gu Sinian to be her sedan bearer.
Although he was very curious, according to the wedding process, no matter how much he wanted to say, Qiao Ran couldn't say it at this time.
The bride's first words are to the groom.
Although he didn't speak, looking at the doting eyes of his cousins and the bright smiles on the faces of Pei Jinyi and others, Qiao Ran felt that just sitting in a sedan chair was as happy as in a dream.
Sitting in the swaying sedan chair, looking at the scenery outside through the curtains of the sedan chair, at this moment, Qiao Ran felt that she was the happiest woman in the world.
After going through several tedious procedures, Qiao Ran finally stepped off the sedan chair, wearing a gauze hijab. Looking at Han Mo, who was also wearing a bright red wedding dress, Qiao Ran's eyes were a little naughty and a little sour.
The Han Mo in front of me was wearing a bright red wedding dress, a big red flower, and a No. 1 Scholar's hat. He was graceful, with jade trees in the wind, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He was so beautiful that words can't describe it.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the audience, Qiao Ran and Han Mo took the red silk that connected them, and walked step by step along the long red carpet leading to happiness to the wedding stage.
Under the guidance of the master of ceremonies, a ceremonial ceremony of worshiping heaven and earth was held.
"From this moment on, the bride Qiao Ran officially becomes the wife of the groom Han Mo. Regardless of poverty, wealth, sickness or health, you will know each other and stay with each other till the end of your life. Husband and wife love each other and respect each other without doubt. Next, the groom
You can lift your hijab, kiss your bride, and a lifetime of happiness begins from this moment."
Through the hijab, Qiao Ran saw Han Mo reaching towards her with trembling fingers, slowly lifting the hijab on Qiao Ran's head.
The moment his vision became clear, Qiao Ran saw tears in Han Mo's eyes.
For a moment, my heart started to hurt.
In the past, I saw someone say that a man will cry when he marries the one he loves. Qiao Ran thought that man was too pretentious.
Now it was her turn to see her man cry, and her heart and eyes were filled with only distress and pride.
It is really a very proud thing for a man to cry because he married her.
Looking at the incredibly beautiful Qiao Ran in front of him, the affection in Han Mo's eyes was so intense that he couldn't get rid of it. He gently leaned over to Qiao Ran and pressed a loving kiss on her lips.
The moment he kissed her lips, tears burst out of his eyes uncontrollably.
Tears fell on Qiao Ran's face, but they burned Qiao Ran's skin like boiling water.
Han Mo only placed a fleeting kiss on her lips, and then buried his head on Qiao Ran's neck.
Qiao Ran knew that Han Mo was hiding his tears and didn't want others to see him cry.
After calming down for dozens of seconds, Han Mo got up from Qiao Ran and looked at Qiao Ran with affectionate eyes and a smile.
"Qiao Ran, thank you, thank you for being willing to marry me. Thank you very much for being willing to marry me. At this moment, I don't know what words to say to you to express my happiness and joy in marrying you.
joy.
So a thousand words turned into one sentence, I will love you well, love you more than you love me. For the rest of my life, I will let time and actions tell you that your choice today is not wrong."
Compared with the long and beautiful confessions at other people's weddings, Han Mo's words are simply simple daily dialogues.
But such simple words, on such an occasion, made Qiao Ran feel inexplicably moved.
Her eyes couldn't help but become moist.
"Han Mo, before I met you, I never thought about getting married. After I met you, the only person I wanted to marry was you. From the beginning to the end, I haven't changed."
Looking at the tall, handsome, mature and reserved man in front of him, Qiao Ran said what he wanted to say the most in his heart.
When she was 14 years old, when she was dying, she saw him for the first time, and his voice and smile have always been deeply engraved in her mind.
At this moment, the entanglement between the two of them flashed through his mind like a movie.
Whether she is happy, angry, angry, hateful or sharing weal and woe, the original intention in her heart has never changed.
No matter how things change, he is still the one she wants to marry.
The person I want to spend my whole life with has always been him.
Seeing a layer of mist gradually rising in Han Mo's dark eyes, Qiao Ran stood up on tiptoes and took the initiative to kiss Han Mo's lips.
"After my stamp and official certification, from now on, you are my husband, Qiao Ran. Once stamped, you will be responsible for the consequences. There will be no returns without after-sales service." Qiao Ran looked at Han Mo with a playful smile.
"Okay, once sold, there will be no returns. I will rely on you for the rest of my life."
The wedding process ended and the lively wedding banquet began. Han Mo and Qiao Ran walked among the guests to toast and socialize.
Most people would toast their elders first when they get married, but Han Mo didn't. He was afraid that Qiao Ran would be nervous, so he toasted his friends and colleagues first.
During the toast, no matter how others made noises, Han Mo acted as if he was protecting his treasure, not letting Qiao Ran drink, and only let her drink tea instead of wine, which made everyone laugh.
Seeing Han Mo being laughed at, Qiao Ran was not that ignorant or hypocritical. In order not to embarrass Han Mo, he would occasionally have a few drinks with him.
In the joyful toasting atmosphere, Qiao Ran gradually became less restrained and less nervous. When he arrived at the Lu family's table, he was even cheered by Lu Huaiyang and fist-bumped with them, adding to the joyful atmosphere of the banquet.
Pushed to the top.
"No more fun, no more fun, Han Mo, take your bitches away quickly!" Lu Huaiyang, who had lost several punches in a row and his face was red from drinking, couldn't bear it and waved to Han Mo to chase him away.
"Fourth cousin, didn't you say you were going to drink me down today? Why did I lose so quickly?" Qiao Ran teased with a smile.
"I was not joking with you. Today is your special day. How could I really let you spend your bridal night in a drunken state?
Not to mention, you haven't respected your elders yet. A marriage that is not blessed by your elders will not be happy. Fourth cousin, I am not that ignorant. You go and toast your elders!" Lu Huaiyang said, "I am doing it all for you."
He said as if he was thinking about it.
"So, would you like to thank you for thinking about us? To thank you for your good intentions, I will toast you two more glasses!"
"No, no, as a bride, you have to be more reserved and don't get drunk and make people laugh." Lu Huaiyang quickly refused.
If he drinks any more, he might make a fool of himself at the wedding.
In front of so many dignitaries, he couldn't embarrass the Lu family.
Qiao Ran saw the fear in Lu Huaiyang's eyes and stopped teasing him. He took Han Mo's arm and walked towards the elders' seat in front.
The closer he got to the elders' seat, the more nervous Qiao Ran felt.
She thought that her wedding to Han Mo would only be held after meeting with her elders and getting their consent.
They never expected that the day after the three-month trial period ended would be their wedding day.
Just skipping the consent of the elders and coming to the wedding to meet the elders. If you say you are not nervous, that would be a lie.