Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Shang Zhuyi was finally tossed by Ji Mujue, and sat on the tatami full of resentment and grievances. After Ji Mujue wiped her face, he poured her mouthwash, and Shang Zhuyi spit the mouthwash into the cup After that, Ji Mujue started to comb Shang Zhuyi's hair again.

All the things were done by Ji Mujue himself, but he could still feel the resentment and grievance emanating from Shang Zhuyi.

Ji Mujue brought a delicate white Wugou to Shang Zhuyi, and said, "Good boy, put it on."

Shang Zhuyi turned his head aggrieved: "I don't want it!"

She refused to wear it, so Ji Mujue was in a hurry. The time would be up soon. In addition to the Japanese-style wedding, there was also a Western-style wedding, and the time might be too late.

"Honey, baby, can you put it on?"

He begged, staring at Shang Zhuyi with his dark and bright eyes, as pitiful as a big dog, Shang Zhuyi couldn't bear his appearance the most, and finally agreed.

"Is this a kimono?" Shang Zhuyi asked curiously while wearing Bai Wugou: "Why is there a hat..."

Ji Mujue prevaricated: "It may be an improved version!"

The more Shang Zhuyi looked at it, the more strange it became. How could there be such a kimono?

Wearing a black patterned feather hakama, Ji Mujue extended his hand to Shang Zhuyi and said, "Let's go."

There has always been a custom in Japan to give kimonos to fiancées, which means: giving you kimonos also means taking off kimonos for you.

Shang Zhuyi held Ji Mujue's big hand, got up slowly, and asked, "Where are we going..."

"Go to the big courtyard."

Shang Zhuyi was very curious, didn't Ji Mujue come here on a business trip, why didn't he mention anything about the business trip?
The two arrived at the big courtyard, which was also the courtyard where Tianshengmu received guests. It was very vast, with a pool, red carp, and two welcoming pine trees.

As soon as Shang Zhuyi stepped into the courtyard with his front foot, he heard the sound of shamisen and various musical instruments before he lifted his back foot.

Before she could figure out how it happened, suddenly the silver-haired girl in cumbersome twelve-single came out on high wooden clogs, and danced with the cooperation of the music.

It seems to be praying to the sky, and it seems to be communicating with the sky. The dancing posture is so weird that Shang Zhuyi is very curious.

After the dance, the girl said: "God Amaterasu, bestow upon Jimujue a marriage in bamboo clothes, and never leave him forever..."

As soon as she finished speaking, a few children with heavy makeup and strange makeup ran out from the corner, circling around Shang Zhuyi, Shang Zhuyi was jumped, and tightly grasped Ji Mujue Yixie, stammeringly said: "Jeez... what are you doing..."

Ji Mujue held Shang Zhuyi's hand instead, and said, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, they are blessing us."

"bless?"

Looking at the terrified look in Shang Zhuyi's eyes, Ji Mujue couldn't help but wonder if he turned surprise into fright?

After offering sacrifices to God Wan Tianzhao, the Dragon King summoned the children back, and the group of children with strange makeup retreated from Shang Zhuyi.

She raised her legs, walked gracefully in front of Shang Zhuyi step by step, opened the gold-threaded folding fan with a bang, and passed it over Shang Zhuyi's head, praying for blessings was over.

Shang Zhuyi looked at the Dragon King and asked, "Dragon King?! Why are you here?"

The Dragon King didn't speak, but just looked at Jimujue, then turned and left.

Only then did Shang Zhuyi realize that everything was Ji Mujue's idea!
"Didn't you say you were going on a business trip!?" Shang Zhuyi looked at Ji Mujue with a dangerous smile and said, "Well? Didn't you say you were going to meet a client?! What are you doing now?!"

Ji Mujue quickly explained: "No, Zhuyi, do you remember!? I said I would give you a wedding!"

Shang Zhuyi was taken aback, Ji Mujue seemed to have said this, she tilted her head and thought for a long time, as if it was at the engagement ceremony between Nangong Jun and Aila?

I had forgotten it myself, but I didn't expect him to remember it!
Ji Mujue stepped forward to put his arms around Shang Zhuyi, and said softly: "Baby, forgive me for keeping it from you, I really want to give you a surprise."

"Forget it." Shang Zhuyi said awkwardly: "Forgive you."

Ji Mujue immediately held Shang Zhuyi's face and kissed it, and then whispered: "Actually, there will be a western style later..."

"... Jimu Jue!!"

Shang Zhuyi wore a wedding dress specially customized for her by Ji Mujue. It was a light yellow tulle with rhinestones of different sizes on it, shining in the sun. There was no extra embellishment, but it looked very elegant and luxurious.

The blood cherry blossoms in the back mountain are always in bloom, and they fall slowly when the wind blows, and they will bloom again after a while. The petals fall on the ground, turning into spring mud and becoming nutrients.

Shang Zhuyi held Ji Mujue's arm and slowly walked into the cherry blossom forest. The bloody cherry blossoms all over the sky were so beautiful that they fell on her collarbone, making her complexion white.

The two walked up to the pastor step by step. The pastor was invited by Jimujue from England. There are already tens of thousands of new couples who have blessed in the church.

Holding the Bible, he asked with a smile on his face, "Mr. Jimujue, would you like to marry Shang Zhuyi as your wife, and you will love her as before regardless of life, old age, sickness or death, poverty or wealth."

"Yes I do."

The pastor asked Shang Zhuyi again: "Miss Shang Zhuyi, would you like to marry Jimu Jue as his wife, no matter life, old age, sickness or death, poverty or wealth, you will love him as before?"

Shang Zhuyi looked at Ji Mujue, her gaze was just in line with his burning eyes, as hot as a fire, she shyly lowered her cheeks and said, "I am willing."

"From now on, you will be a legal couple and you will be blessed by God," the pastor said.

The two weddings were finally over, and Shang Zhuyi was exhausted. Ji Mujue carried Shang Zhuyi back to the small courtyard from the back mountain, and Shang Zhuyi found Li Yaou sitting on the porch.

Shang Zhuyi jumped out of Ji Mujue's arms, walked up to Li Yaou, and asked curiously, "Why are you here?!"

"Because the Dragon King is here." Li Yaou smiled: "We are together."

Ji Mujue pursed his lips, looked at the two who were reminiscing about the past, and finally left, giving them a separate space.

Shang Zhuyi sat next to Li Yaou and said, "Then the person you mentioned, have you found it!?"

"I found it." Li Yaou stared at Shang Zhuyi with green eyes, and said, "I found the person I loved wrongly for six years."

Shang Zhuyi looked into his green eyes, and suddenly her heart began to thump, and a strange feeling arose spontaneously, which made her dare not look at him, so she could only look away and ask: "Really... who is it?" ah……"

"Six years ago, I was forced to be a beggar in a foreign country. In the cold winter, a girl came to me through the crowd and gave me all the cash she had on her body, as well as a black scarf."