Flower Fairy's Tribulation

The next morning, a brief but grand engagement ceremony was held in the open space in the back garden of the Agni Tribe.

The open space in the garden is covered with flowers and neatly filled with tables, chairs and benches. Emperor Jiang Guohui, Queen He, the Liehuo Clan, the Juli Bear Clan, the Fan Clan of Ziwu Valley, the Feilong Clan, the Qinglong Sword Clan, the Golden Spear Clan, the Spirit Monkey Clan, etc. The leading figures of the big clan and the main members of the Canglang clan have finished attending.

At the ceremony, the bells and drums were ringing together, the harp and harp were harmonious, the happy sounds were flowing, and the reeds and reeds were melodious.

"In August, we gather at Canglang, and we are happily married; the royal family and relatives are all there to bear witness, and the newlyweds are strolling on their sleeves; the golden boy and the beautiful girl are embarking on a new path, and the old man is holding the hand of marriage under the moon. We vow to never give up, and we will hold hands for a hundred years. …”

He Yiyun, who put on a white wedding dress, had her hair tied up in a bun, with a slim figure and a handsome oval face, held hands with Xiao Lin Chenzhong, who was well-dressed, and walked amid the warm blessings of the court musician and master of ceremonies. After passing through the nine flower arches, he came to the small stage in front of the guests and stood there. Under the witness of everyone, Lin Chenzhong put the diamond ring that Huang Youxun had paid for a few days ago on the left ring finger of his shy bride-to-be. Go up, and then serve tea to His Majesty the Emperor, the Empress and the patriarchs.

Hua Yueying and Jiang Youyou sat in the audience and watched them silently. Hua Yueying had mixed feelings, as if she had completely lost something important. Jiang Youyou said: "In the future, my engagement ceremony must be grander than theirs!"

Hua Yueying said sourly: "Find a suitable little consort first!"

Hua Yueying saw that there were always people from the monkey tribe sitting in the distance paying attention to her and Jiang Youyou, so she had no choice but to hide behind Jiang Youyou Guli Qiusha and try to avoid their eyes.

The brief engagement ceremony ended shortly after Lin Chenzhong changed his name to father-in-law and mother-in-law to He Zhili and Fan Fuling. Everyone gathered around the newlyweds back to the front hall for a wedding banquet. Hua Yueying estimated that many people in the monkey clan had spiritual detection skills. She wanted to avoid the people in the monkey clan and hurried back to the room to be alone.

Some things are easy to say but difficult to actually do.

Watching Lin Chenzhong and He Yiyun, whose face was full of happiness, step by step into the marriage hall, Hua Yueying became more and more aggrieved and uncomfortable: if she was willing, the beautiful and happy bride next to her would be her, but now She could only sit silently in the audience and be a spectator who forced a smile.

Hua Yueying kept questioning herself: Is it really worth giving up everything in the world to return to the fairyland of the gods? Especially the loyal and kind-hearted Ah Zhong, has he really given up this beloved man to others?

New people laugh, old people cry.

There was a lot of people drinking and drinking outside, and Hua Yueying was alone, sitting in front of the dressing table in the room, pitiful and self-pitying in the mirror, with knots in her heart and tears on her face.

I don't know how long it took, but Lin Chenzhong suddenly ran in to look for her and said: "Xiaoying, we looked for you everywhere, but you haven't seen her. It turns out that you are hiding here for a while, come out with me to join in the fun -" Hua Yueying turned around and looked at Hua Yueying, who burst into tears, startled Lin Chenzhong and said in surprise: "Xiaoying - what's wrong with you?"

Hua Yueying asked Lin Chenzhong in a daze, "Zhong, do you not remember anything about your previous life?"

Lin Chenzhong asked in confusion: "Previous life? Are you talking about the previous life? - I have a bad memory. I can't remember many things in this life, let alone the previous life - what happened to the previous life?"

Hua Yueying burst into tears and asked, "Azhong, do you really like your bride?"

Lin Chenzhong thought for a moment, bit his lip and shook his head: "It's not about liking me. Yiyun is my friend. I just want to help her escape from the entanglement of those dandy boys, especially Jiang Huiteng - Xiaoying, you know what I am. Who do you really like in your heart——"

Lin Chenzhong blushed and lowered his head and stopped talking. Hua Yueying slowly woke up, holding back her heartache and wiping her tears and smiling bitterly: "You are not qualified as a groom. Over there, you just mentioned your fiancée, and here you are here to pick up girls. ——Stop talking nonsense. If Yiyun hears her temper, she will hang herself. The overall situation is more important. I'm fine. You go back to socialize. Don't let anyone find you in my room at this time. What's going on? ——”

Lin Chenzhong said: "Xiaoying, don't worry. Since I promised Yiyun, I won't let her down. I won't mess with Qin Muchu and end up giving up. But I don't understand, Xiaoying, why do you look down on me? Or do you? Do you have another sweetheart?"

Hua Yueying really wanted to explain it to him. She opened her lips seven or eight times and hesitated to speak. Finally, she swallowed it forcibly. Her heart was broken and she said in a trembling voice: "Zhong, don't make blind guesses. I have no other sweetheart." , I just have the last resort, I can’t tell you now, but you will understand in the future——”

Lin Chenzhong took a deep breath and asked: "Xiaoying, is there anything more important than us being together?"

Hua Yueying was speechless. She turned her head away, not daring to look into Lin Chenzhong's eyes, and whispered: "Zhong, one day you will understand my difficulties -"

Lin Chenzhong said: "Okay, Xiaoying, everything is up to you. I will listen to you whatever you say - just forget it if you don't want to. I won't force you, so don't cry -"

Hua Yueying wiped the corners of her eyes and said: "Okay, I won't cry anymore. You can go. I want to be quiet for a while and think about it-"

Lin Chenzhong sighed and walked away feeling lost.

Returning to the lively front hall, the patriarchs accompanied the emperors Jiang Guohui and Huang Youxing, the chief of the palace guard Fei Duanming, and the military minister Wang Zhongchen to exchange cups and cups at the banquet on the left side of the hall. The female relatives accompanied the queen and the clan members. The old ladies were laughing happily on the right side. Fan Siliang, Fan Sizhe, Yang Daiding, Long Zhide, Sun Bin and several Canglang tribe children gathered around a table of food, imitating the adults' orders, guessing fists and drinking rice wine. Pang Pangliang and Jiang Huiteng were standing next to them. They were whispering to each other while eating the food, not knowing what they were mumbling.

He Yiyun had already changed out of her wedding dress into a bright red festive dress, and was talking to Jiang Youyougu Li Qiusha and several little sisters in the clan around a separate table of delicious food. He Yiyun looked forward with beautiful eyes, searching around for Lin Chenzhong. When he saw him coming in, he waved to him to come over.

Lin Chenzhong turned a blind eye and sat down in a corner with a frown. He Yiyun came over and squatted beside him in astonishment, and asked softly: "What's wrong, Zhong? Are you unhappy? - Didn't you find Xiaoying?"

Lin Chenzhong said: "I found it. Xiaoying is a little uncomfortable. She won't come to have fun with us anymore——"

He Yiyun said doubtfully: "Ah! You were fine this morning. What's wrong with you?"

Lin Chenzhong lowered his head and said nothing.

He Yiyun thought for a while and said: "I'm going to see her -" She stood up and was about to leave. Lin Chenzhong took He Yiyun's little hand and said: "Yiyun, forget it, she's already asleep, don't go -"

Lin Chenzhong stood up, looked at He Yiyun, and suddenly asked: "Yiyun - you didn't choose from so many young men from aristocratic families, won't you regret it?"

He Yiyun did not pull away Lin Chenzhong's hand holding her, with a charming face, lowered his head and said shyly: "Why did you ask? It's a little late!"

Lin Chenzhong said: "I have always been a hindsight."

He Yiyun lowered his head and said, "As long as you don't regret it!"

Lin Chenzhong took a long breath and thought to himself: If you don't just use me as a shield, what I said will count.

Lin Chenzhong concealed the faint sadness in his heart and said: "Yiyun, we will grow up together slowly!"

He Yiyun's face flushed, and he nodded seriously, his happiness beyond words.