Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1362 Entering the bridal chamber

Lie Jiuqing's red eyes were stunned, and Wen Rong's big palm fell on the back of her head, and she bowed down.

Wen Rong's anxious look all fell into Lie Jiuqing's eyes.

Tears stuck to her eyelashes, but she laughed softly.

"Two thanks to the high hall."

Wen Rong raised his eyes, kowtowed heavily in Gu Huiyin's direction.

When Lie Jiuqing heard the heavy sound, his fingertips paused slightly and fell on his hand that was lying on the ground.

Wen Rong and her intertwined their fingers and faced each other.

In the Tianyun Palace, Lie Jiuqing wore the wedding dress he had prepared, but he was only stunned for a moment. Before he could even see how beautiful his bride was, he forced himself to let go.

This time, he only had the red hijab prepared by Gu Huiyin.

He originally wanted to think about it for the rest of his life.

Now he is afraid that he will never have the chance to marry her again.

If the age of 24 was really the end, how could he prevent her from crying.

He could only persist for the sake of his little girl, even if it became beyond recognition, he would still give it a try.

As long as you can survive.

As long as I can survive...

Wen Rong grabbed her hand, put it on her heart, and said in a hoarse voice: "Husband and wife bow to each other."

The moment he stood up, he leaned close to Lie Jiuqing and kissed her forehead, "It's done."

He murmured in a low voice, "My bride, you cannot abandon me."

Lie Jiuqing raised his head and saw Wen Rong's deathly lingering eyes through a thin layer of red gauze, her eyes holding his fingertips with tears in them.

"I don't even want to worship you as an emperor, Chitose-sama, but today you kneel down and kowtow three times for me. How ignorant I must be to lose you."

Wen Rong rubbed the ink bracelet on her hand and said after a long time: "Promise me that you will always love me."

His uneasiness and uncertainty came from his fingertips, and Lie Jiuqing's heart ached.

They were obviously together like this, but he was still afraid.

"I promise you, I promise you everything."

Lie Jiuqing pressed his forehead and whispered softly, "From now on, we will form a good marriage, and we will become a couple. The red rope will be tied early, and the white heads will be together forever. The flowers are beautiful, the moon is full, and the swallows will be happy. They will swim in the sea and the dry rocks will be broken. The couple will make an alliance first. Sincerely. Make this agreement."

This is the marriage certificate given to her by Huanse, and it is also him.Wen Rong's fingertips lingered on the corners of her lips.

I want to kiss her, hold her, penetrate her.

The elders are in front of him, but he cannot lose his etiquette.

The ancestors of the Gu family like to tell dreams. What if they say something bad about him?

Wen Rong restrained his strong emotions and slowly closed his hand, "I sincerely make this agreement."

Three sticks of incense.

Ancestor worship is over.

Caring for the family has always been the case.

Lie Jiuqing took a deep look at Gu Huiyin's token, then took Wen Rong and walked out.

Wen Rong moved his fingertips, and a small token landed in front of Gu Huiyin's token.

This is Wen Rong's destiny card.

Everyone in their clan has one, and this is the last piece.

For Lie Jiuqing, he will definitely untie his charm, even if he goes to find her...

After leaving the ancestral hall, the cold wind hit her face, and Wen Rong pulled Lie Jiuqing into her arms.

Lie Jiuqing looked up from his arms and said with a smile: "My husband~~jun~~~~"

Wen Rong's heavy heart trembled, and the corners of his eyes were still red, "Be careful in front of the ancestral hall."

Lie Jiuqing nodded obediently, "Yes, husband~~"

"Lie Jiuqing."

"What's the matter, husband?"

The ends of Wen Rong's eyes were completely red, and he seemed to be burning under the light of the lantern.

He turned around and left. After taking two steps, he found that Lie Jiuqing had not followed. He paused and said, "You still won't follow?"

Lie Jiuqing trotted over in three or five steps, stood on tiptoes, held up his palms to block it, and asked with a wicked smile: "My husband is so anxious, are you rushing back to enter the bridal chamber with me? Ah..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Rong held Lie Jiuqing in his arms.

(End of this chapter)