Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

Di Heng rode a tall white horse in front, and the procession behind him circled the city.

Carriages pulling hundreds of dowry carriages lined up from the street to the end of the street in an orderly manner. Countless red petals were spread all the way on the ground. There were soldiers responsible for maintaining order on both sides of the road. There was an endless stream of people walking shoulder to shoulder. Then, everyone stretched out their heads to watch this wedding scene that had never been seen in a century.

"I'm afraid this young master of the Ye family, who hasn't been seen in decades, has become prosperous outside. How many dowries will he need?"

"The bride is so lucky."

"Who says it's not the case? Such a generous dowry is probably more than the prefect's daughter's wedding last year."

"Does anyone know whose daughter this bride is?"

Soon he arrived at the door of Ye's house. Di Heng got off his horse, firecrackers sounded happily, and the people around him congratulated him and asked for rewards.

Di Heng got married today and was in a particularly good mood. He smiled at them and said, "Thank you."

Zhao Chun took out a red money bag and sprinkled the wedding money at the right time.

"Sir, the auspicious time has come. Please kick the sedan door." Aunt Lan came forward and said.

Kicking the sedan door means giving a show of authority to the new wife who enters the door.

Di Heng didn't listen, and had no intention of obeying. He stepped forward and lifted the curtain of the sedan chair. He looked at the upright little concubine sitting in the sedan chair with a red hijab, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

"Yundan, is that you?"

"It's me, Jin'er, we're here, I'll carry you out of the sedan." Di Heng said, leaning over to take her out.

The little imperial concubine subconsciously hugged his neck.

"Madam, your husband is here, don't be afraid." Di Heng said to her softly.

"Borrow the fire from the sky, burn it, the newlyweds will pass through the brazier, and the days will be prosperous."

The next step was to cross the saddle. Di Heng carried her to the jade saddle made of sandalwood and said, "The newlyweds will have a safe life as they cross the saddle."

Pass the brazier, cross the saddle, and go to the main hall to worship.

After arriving in the splendid and exquisite main hall, Di Heng put her down.

Nanny Lan immediately handed over the red silk, and they each held one end.

"It's an auspicious time for the newlyweds to pay their respects!" Zhao Chun's voice was particularly excited.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

Di Heng took Xi Nujin and bowed to the heaven and earth outside the hall.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

The two of them turned around and knelt down, bowing.

"Couple greetings!"

The two bowed face to face and completed the three bows of marriage.

Even through the red hijab, she could feel Di Heng's burning eyes, which were looking at her with joy and excitement.

The same is true for Xi Nujin. Her heart beats very fast. She really married him.

"The ceremony is completed and sent to the bridal chamber!"

After Zhao Chun finished speaking, Di Heng stepped forward and picked up Xi Nujin, strode out of the main hall, and carried her back to their new house.

In the new house, Nanny Lan had been waiting with two maids for a long time. When she saw them coming in, she quickly saluted: "Congratulations, sir, madam!"

Di Heng carefully placed her on the wedding bed and sat next to her, waiting for the next step of the ceremony.

"If the groom chooses a wedding dress, he will have a happy life. Young Master, please choose the wife's wedding dress."

The little palace maid came forward holding the wedding scale. Di Heng picked up the wedding scale and gently lifted Xi Nujin's hijab.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and Xi Nuojin raised his head little by little, staring blankly at Di Heng in front of him. He was wearing a bright red straight-dress groom's suit, with a gold spider pattern belt of the same color tied around his waist, and his black hair was tied up with a green lace. The gilt gold crown is fixed, and the slender body is straight and straight. His whole body is rich and handsome, just like the posture of a heavenly being.

Seeing this, Aunt Lan continued to preside over the process: "When the newlyweds drink the Henu wine, the couple will become one and never be separated."

Another little maid brought Hexin wine in a gold cup.

The two of them held up the wine glasses with their right hands, intertwined their hands, and drank the wine together.

Putting the wine glass back on the tray, Granny Lan and the two little maids knelt down and said blessings, then bowed wisely and left.

The door was closed, and the room was very quiet, except for the shallow breathing sounds of the two people who were very close to each other.

Di Heng looked at the beautiful little face of his little concubine, leaned over and put his arms around her: "Jin'er, you are finally my wife."

"Well, Yun Dan, you are also Jin'er's husband." Xi Nuojin raised his head: "Husband, your crown is so heavy."

"I'll help you take it off." Di Heng helped her take off the phoenix crown, put it aside, and then took off the rest of the headdress.

With three thousand black hairs like a waterfall, Di Heng couldn't help but move forward, gently raised her chin, and kissed her lips with the utmost tenderness.

The kiss here ended, and the little imperial concubine had just been pressed on the bed by Di Heng when there was a sudden knock on the door: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Di Heng sat down with a gloomy face: "What's the matter?"

The little imperial concubine sat up and raised her hands to help him tidy up the messy groom's clothes. She couldn't help but covered her mouth and snickered, and was hugged by Di Heng and gave him a few sweet kisses.

Listening to Di Heng's cold voice, Zhao Chun wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, knowing that he must have disturbed the good things of His Majesty and His Majesty, but what he wanted to report was also very important: "Go back to Qingzhou, Master. Officials of all sizes came to pay their respects."

"Husband, you go ahead. Jin'er is waiting for you."

"Okay." Di Heng pecked her red lips again before standing up: "Jin'er, wait for me, my husband will be back soon."