Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

In the violent ileum, magnificent, and complicated etiquette held by a Han marriage, the solemn and elegant, solemn and solemn, and vividly expressed the kind of steadfast and deep feelings between the newcomers.

This is the far-reaching metaphor of Han marriage.

Sacred and noble, no blasphemy.

After this wedding ceremony, many people are still immersed in the shocking sacred solemnity, and also make more people deeply aware of what kind of national culture has been inherited for thousands of years. After thousands of years of precipitation, Divine power.

Its solemn and elegant, even more than Western-style wedding.

Its majestic and magnificent, more grand than Western-style wedding.

Its solemnity and solemnity are more sacred than western-style weddings.

Zhou Tianyu was still immersed in the shocking emotions, unable to extricate herself for a long time.

Gu Junlin helped Mo Gong and Father Wen to deliver the guests, and saw Zhou Tianyu wearing a pink curly skirt and long dress standing in the sparse light and shadow, combing her heart, the silver steps in her forehead shook, in the night wind. She swayed slightly in the middle position, and in the dim light, her posture was graceful, which was a rare charm.

There was a throbbing heart, and his steps were uncontrolled: "How did you hide here?"

Zhou Tianyu came back to God, watching Gu Junlin stepping towards her step by step with a smirk, bright and bright: "I was just a little shocked by this wedding."

In high society, she has seen too many weddings, Western-style romances, and Chinese-style celebrations, but it ’s the first time to see a wedding that is full of shocking, dignified and solemn power like a ceremony.

Si Jiu was really painstaking for Xin Ya.

The love between them is enviable.

Gu Junlin walked in front of her, condensing her under the dim lights, her beauty was somewhat unreal: "So, what kind of wedding do you want to have?"

Today's wedding, he was also greatly shocked.

He never expected that a formal wedding could express so many things.

All day, he kept thinking, what kind of wedding would he give Tianyu?

At the same time, the idea of ​​getting married was lingering in his mind, making him feel impatient.

Zhou Tianyu was startled and looked up at him. Unexpectedly, he ran into his extremely serious black eyes, and his heart moved for a while, and he could no longer open his eyes.

He turned his back to the light, the outlines of the five senses were a little dim, but the restrained gaze of the rays of light jumped sparks.

Gu Junlin looked at her seriously and said: "Ayu, Xinya and Si Jiu Xiu have become the fruit. Now it's our turn. You like the sea, and we will host a grand cruise wedding, okay? If you like white bellflower, we will Make up the whole cruise ship and make it into the eustoma flowers, and let the pure white eustoma witness our eternal love. "

The flower of white bellflower is eternal love.

He thought Zhou Tianyu would like it very much.

Zhou Tianyu snuggled gently into his arms and nodded gently: "Okay!"

White eustoma, representing eternal love.

However, it also has a sad flower saying, that is hopeless love.

Zhou Tianyu brought the hopeless love of Gu Junlin from the previous life, and the eternal love of Gu Junlin from this life, in the witness of the bellflower, and united with the love.

"嘭 嘭 嘭 嘭 ——" At this moment, a fluffy firework in the sky suddenly bloomed, the gorgeous fireworks, the beauty is like the Xu Ji.

"What a beautiful firework!" Zhou Tianyu looked up and couldn't help but sigh.

Gu Junlin leaned on her shoulder and whispered, "Today is Qixi Festival."

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Separated from their wall, Ye Yingyu stood in the courtyard, looking at the passage paved with red carpet. The red lanterns reflected the night light, and the lights were dim and beautiful, stretching to the palace.

She couldn't help thinking that at dusk, the grand wedding that performed sacred and solemn, perhaps the birth of the scholarly family, was also a read through history, and she had a deep understanding of the various processes of Han marriage and various complicated etiquette. The shock is far beyond ordinary people.

There was a little envy in her heart, but more sincere blessings. Glad that Xinya could find a good person in this life and connect with him.

"If you have trees in the south, don't think about it; if you have girls in the Han, don't think about it.

There was a sound of chanting, hundreds of rounds of singing, the song was quaint and deep, as if crossing the river of history, singing the "Book of Songs, Han Guang".

This poem describes a man who pursues a woman, but always finds it difficult. Love is entangled with love songs that cannot be released.

After knowing for so many years, she didn't know that Ling Qingxuan would sing, and she sang so well.

Ye Yingyu turned back suddenly, the man was standing in the middle of the lights, the shadow of the night invaded the body, she had a feeling of prosperity, loneliness

"The wrong pay is wrong, and the words are stunned; the son is returning and the words are stunned. The vastness of Han cannot be considered by swimming; Jiang Zhiyong is not thoughtful ..."

Ling Qingxuan's voice is very magnetic. It sings ancient rhyme, it is magnetic and euphemistic, just like the sound of nature, there is a feeling of deep-rooted tenderness and tremor.

Ye Yunyu looked at Ling Qingxuan: "You ... your singing is so good."

Her throat was dry and her voice was dry. I don't know why, a heart seemed to be rubbed into a ball by his singing, which was uncomfortable.

"If you like it, I can sing it to you everyday."

He looked at the opposite quietly, Ye Yanyu standing at the end of the lights, the blue Hanfu was flowing in the night breeze, and the red curly skirt rendered bright and beautiful, indescribably elegant.

He suddenly felt that the distance between them at this time seemed to be a river that could not be crossed.

Then he added: "In this life, all of my tender love songs will be sung to you alone."

Ye Xiuyu shook her heart.

Ling Qingxuan did not give her any chance of rejection, strode over, and kissed her unexpectedly. Her body was forced to take a few steps back by his sudden force, until her body was hit by a cold wall. .

Is this the legendary "niche"?

Her tenderness made Ling Qingxuan feel encouraged. He bit her soft lips gently and said evilly, "You have missed the only chance to resist."

Ye Yunyu had not realized the meaning of this sentence, Ling Qingxuan's tall and pretty body, she bullied her, and put her whole person in front of the wall and his chest.

A wanton and wild kiss swept her strong and enthusiastically, Ye Yeyu's body, unable to excite any thoughts of resistance, shook his eyes slightly, and finally closed his eyes, his hands shaking around him Waist.

Ling Qingxuan was overjoyed, her thin lips licking and kissing her soft lips, gently touching her delicate lips, stretched and driven straight, licked each of her shell teeth, and then scraped every inch of soft meat between her lips Indulge in the fragrant fragrance of her lips, and finally play with her tongue.

The lanterns in the sky exploded, and the gorgeous pictures turned into a beautiful background behind them hugging and kissing.