The 108th abuse of the little phoenix of glass

On April [-], it is suitable for weddings and funerals, and it is suitable for marriage.

Inside and outside the Shaoyang School, up and down, there were lanterns and festoons everywhere, beaming with joy.

There are big red happy characters pasted on the windows and doors, and red brocade silk is spread from the door of Xuanji's house to the outside of the courtyard.

Red silk cut flowers are hung on the corners of the eaves and corridors, and on the plum branches and osmanthus trees.Into the eyes, a piece of gorgeous red.It was foggy in the morning, the sun hadn't risen yet, and the whole world was bright red.

The girls and servants who came in and out were also wearing brand-new clothes, busy and orderly.

Xuanji was dressed in happy clothes, sitting in front of the bronze mirror, it was rare for her to restrain her temper, and tried her best to look dignified and quiet.It's a pity that the eyes full of smiles and the corners of the lips that can't be suppressed have betrayed her true nature.

A beautiful face was reflected in the mirror, with a long and graceful neck, and black hair scattered all over her shoulders.

Xuanji was wearing a radiant red wedding dress, on which a pair of mandarin ducks were embroidered with golden feathers lying on their necks.

There are clusters of Albizia julienne flowers on the edge, wrapping her slender figure, hanging down smoothly along the undulating curve.

This wedding dress was sent over by Si Feng, and it fit perfectly on her body, there was nothing that needed improvement.

On the day Xuanji tried it on, Linglong kept winking at her: "Tsk tsk tsk, it fits so well. Did that kid Yu Sifeng measure your size with his hands? I'm afraid he did it more than once?"

Xuanji didn't understand what this sentence meant, she opened her big moist eyes, and asked stupidly: "Don't you always use a ruler to measure the size? Why does Si Feng use his hands?"

Linglong, Yinghong, and a group of female disciples were all laughing hard.

"After you marry Yu Sifeng, ask him this question yourself." Linglong patted Xuanji on the shoulder and smiled meaningfully: "You will know why then."

After Wutong's death, Linglong gradually unraveled her knots and walked out of the past under the care and comfort of Xuanji and Minyan.

In addition, Minyan has never disliked her or given up on her, and he is more considerate and gentle to her than before.

Linglong's mood became more and more comfortable day by day, her complexion improved a lot, and she regained her previous delicate self-confidence.

Aunt Yinghong picked up the sleeve of the wedding gown, stroked the mandarin duck with her fingertips, and sighed enviously: "The golden feathers embroidered with mandarin ducks are the feathers on the wings of Lize Palace disciples, right?"

"This... I don't know either." Xuanji scratched her head: "Sifeng only told me that the entire Lize Palace took three months to make this wedding dress. As for what it was made of, I am not sure as well."

"It took three months for Lize Palace, the richest man in the world, to make a wedding dress? Xuanji, is your wedding dress probably the most expensive in the world?"

Linglong couldn't help but started joking again: "Let's not talk about the other things, just talking about the golden feathers, I wonder if Si Feng has plucked all the feathers on the wings of the golden-winged bird demon in Lize Palace? Lize Did Gong’s disciples just let him pluck his hair? Why didn’t they say that they teamed up to beat him up, the real purpose was to please you and harm the whole palace.”

"Puff puff"!

Everyone in the room was drooling with laughter.

One of the female disciples imagined the scene, laughing almost cramply: "Couldn't it be that when Lize Palace came to welcome the bride, dozens of birds 'wow' showed their wings, and the wings were bare without a few hairs? "

"Hahahahahaha!"

The sound of laughter almost overturned the entire roof.

Xuanji: "..."

You are all jealous of Hong Guoguo!

At this moment, Xuanji was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, her hands neatly placed on her knees, and the joy in her heart wrapped her tightly like a tide.

As long as she thinks that she will soon become Sifeng's bride, happiness will fill every corner of her heart.

Behind her was Aunt Ying Hong, who was holding an ebony comb engraved with peonies and wealth, and brushed along the black hair, saying auspicious words:

One comb to the end, the boudoir faces the mirror with rouge and snow; two combs to the end, mandarin ducks fly on the magpie bridge elevated; three combs to the end, the husband and wife hold hands and make a promise.

After singing the happy words, several skilled women came up, holding conch, rouge, and began to dress her up.

Xuanji looked at the girl in the mirror, her black hair as thick as ink was combed to the top of her head, and it was coiled into a phoenix bun like black clouds and snow, with long six-beaded phoenix beads inserted on both sides, and the red gemstones were densely covered. Inlaid on the gold wire, gently swaying, it is indescribably beautiful and luxurious.

She is still very satisfied with this appearance of herself.

"Crackling", a series of firecrackers sounded outside.

Teng snake ran in like a whirlwind, yelling: "Smelly girl, the little cook is here. I just sneaked down the mountain to take a look, hissing, not to mention, the little golden bird is wearing a bright red dress. The clothes are really the best-looking groom I have ever seen in my life."

He sat down on the chair, took a sip of tea, and unceremoniously picked up the snacks on the plate, stuffing his mouth full: "It's really serious enough to say that the boy married you. At the foot of the mountain, I abandon my horse and walk, saying that it is sincere enough to walk up the mountain step by step."

As soon as Xuanji heard that Si Feng was coming, she stood up excitedly and wanted to run outside.She hasn't seen Si Feng for half a month, and she really misses him terribly.

Aunt Yinghong hurriedly held her back: "Hey, hey, hijab! How can a bride go to see the groom without covering her head?"

Xuanji had no choice but to stop, and lowered her head to let Aunt Yinghong put the hijab on her head.

In front of the mountain gate was crowded with disciples of the Shaoyang sect watching the excitement, laughing and laughing, pushing each other, wanting to stand at the front, and be the first to see the groom in his prime.

In the distance, the sound of a clear flute suddenly sounded, piercing through layers of flowers and trees, mountains, rocks and flowing water, and clearly spread into everyone's ears.

The sound of the flute is elegant and light, quiet and distant.Like a gurgling stream, it is melodious and crisp, singing lightly.

The affection contained in it, such as complaining, admiration, and infatuation, is exactly the famous song "Phoenix Qiuhuang".

The sound of the flute echoed in the air, shaking and shaking the hearts of all who heard it.

"Birds, so many birds!" Several disciples pointed to the sky, almost stuttering with excitement: "There are so many... Oh my God!"

I saw birds flying from afar with the sound of the flute, circling and dancing above people's heads, chirping and singing.

At first they were one or two, and then they formed in groups, almost obscuring the sky above them.As far as the eye can see, there are colorful feathers.Listening carefully, all the birds sing melodiously.

On the crown of the tree, among the bushes, clusters of unknown flowers bloom one after another, and the shades of blue are connected together to form a carpet woven by flowers.

Countless birds danced and danced in it, flying up and down.The swaying petals fluttered down from the tree, but they were fixed but not falling, floating in mid-air, like a flower feast in full bloom.

Many petals seemed to have eyes, like a floating blue ribbon, flying towards Xuanji, lingering around her.

The only thing Linglong envied was stunning: "Xuanji, marrying Yu Sifeng is really a good thing. This wedding of yours will be a legend among people for at least a hundred years."

Teng She stroked her chin to express her agreement: "The little cook is willing to put so much effort into marrying you, which shows that it is true love. I have decided that I will follow you, little brat, and let the little cook make delicious food for me every day."

Xuanji pursed her lips and smiled, reached out and picked up a few petals in the palm of her hand, put them in her nose and took a deep sniff, her lungs were immediately filled with the fragrance of Sanqing tea.

This is the taste of Sifeng!

The heart that missed him was beating violently uncontrollably.Xuanji didn't care whether she was particular or not, she lifted her head covering, opened her eyes wide, and tried her best to look into the distance, hoping to see the person in her heart more carefully and clearly.

At the end of the mountain road, a slender and tall figure bumped into Xuanji's sight.

Si Feng was wearing a crimson wedding dress with gorgeous gold embroidery, which was extremely noble and elegant.

The boy's long and narrow Danfeng eyes were filled with a joyful smile, and he looked at Xuanji without blinking.There seems to be a curved hook at the end of the raised eyes, and there is a lot of affection in the blink of an eye.

His slender and graceful fingers fluttered and danced among the flutes like clouds and flowing water, and the clear music lingered in everyone's ears.

Facing the flying birds, stepping on the leisurely falling flowers, she walked towards Xuanji step by step.

Xuanji's heart was pounding, and she was about to run towards him.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Chu Lei grabbed his daughter who hated to marry, and smiled awkwardly at the guests around him.

Although I can't deny that my son-in-law is really outstanding, but the girl's impatient appearance really does not give Shaoyang faction any face, right?

Linglong suppressed a smile, and raised her hand to put down the hijab for Xuanji: "My sister understands your feelings, and I wish I could take off the hijab and fly to Lize Palace. But anyway, today is our Shaoyang faction to marry a girl, so bear with it. Hijab It’s still serious to wait for the new son-in-law to reveal it.”

"Father-in-law, please accept my son-in-law's respect."

Si Feng walked up to Xuanji, glanced at her with a smile, and then saluted Chu Lei respectfully.

"Hey, okay, okay." Chu Lei originally wanted to put on airs like a father-in-law.But Si Feng's "father-in-law" immediately made him burst into tears.

His wife died early, and these two daughters are held in his hands and pampered with pain.Now that he has finally grown up and found a good son-in-law, he is finally worthy of his wife under Jiuquan.

With tears in his eyes, he told Sifeng: "I handed Xuanji to you, you must treat her well. In the future, you must be a loving husband and wife, and never leave each other."

Si Feng stared at Xuanji, his eyes were tender and tender, deeper than the sea: "Father-in-law, please rest assured, Xuanji is my life. I will definitely love her more than her in my life, and I will follow her life and death. I will never disappoint her expectations of me. "

Chu Lei nodded vigorously, took Xuanji's hand and put it in Sifeng's, his voice choked up: "Good boy, I believe in you..."

Sifeng and Xuanji clasped their fingers together, their eyes met, and they spoke thousands of words, and finally they only said one sentence: "Xuanji, I'm here to marry you."

Xuanji's eyes were moist with tears: "Sifeng, I have been waiting for you for a long time."