Splendid Liyuan

The road up the mountain was also a bit bumpy, but fortunately Jinyi was good at light work, and she walked steadily with Yin Liting leading her. In less than an hour, they reached the top of the mountain, and Jinyi was led by Yin Liting across a high road. threshold—she knew she had entered the hall.

Yin Liting has been leading her for a long distance—at least in Jinyi's eyes, they stopped and knelt down together. Jinyi saw a pair of boots in front of her. The owner of these boots was undoubtedly Zhang Sanfeng.

The bridesmaid at the wedding was Song Yuanqiao, and Jinyi heard him shout, "Bow to heaven and earth."

She bowed down together with Yin Liting.

"Two thanks to the high hall."

They bowed to Zhang Sanfeng.

"Happy husband and wife."

She turned around in Yin Liting's direction, Yin Liting also turned around at this time, and the two bowed to each other.

"Li Cheng." Song Yuanqiao said again.

Jinyi fumbled for a while, wanting to stand up by herself, but Yin Liting didn't give her this chance.He stood up first, bent down and put his hands in front of Jinyi, and firmly grasped her small hands. Jinyi also held him back, and stood up from the ground with a force.

"Congratulations Sixth Brother." "Congratulations Sixth Brother." "Congratulations Sixth Uncle." Jinyi heard the voices of many people, and their tone was relaxed and cheerful, which made her feel happy because of them. It was a completely strange place, but because of the friendliness of these people, she no longer felt strange.

Yin Liting thanked those people briefly, and then led Jinyi out. His pace was a little fast, but he was still worried that Jinyi could not see the road in front of him, and he would remind him in a low voice of the obstacles in front of him from time to time.

After walking for another quarter of an hour, Yin Liting pushed open a door, Jinyi followed him across a threshold, and was led by him to sit on a bed.

She suddenly realized that this room was their new house, and the bed she was sitting on now was the wedding bed.She couldn't help but clenched the corner of her clothes, feeling a little nervous, her palms were slippery with sweat.

There was a sudden light in front of her eyes, the hijab was lifted up, Yin Liting was looking at her with a smile, and he was dressed in red, making him look more handsome and handsome, Jin Yi glanced at him, blushed and lowered her head.

When Jinyi looked at Yin Liting, Yin Liting was also looking at her. Her face was like a red glow, and her skin was as clear as jade. She was wrapped in a red wedding dress embroidered with peonies. Live for a while with heart rippling.

"Jinyi," Yin Liting held her hand. Holding hands along the way made him very familiar with this movement, and the movement of holding that little hand was also very natural: "I still have some things that need to be dealt with ahead, please. You wait for me for a while."

Jinyi nodded, thought for a while, and said in a low voice, "Sixth brother, drink less alcohol, drinking will hurt your health."

"I'll save it." Yin Liting nodded, looked at her with some reluctance, then turned around and walked out the door.

There was no one in the room, only her with two burning red candles. Jinyi knew that there were no women on Wudang Mountain, and the relationship was very simple, so it was not surprising.She got a little numb from sitting, so she stood up and walked around, and suddenly realized that someone was coming, so she quickly walked back to the bed, adjusted her clothes and sat down, dignified and virtuous.

The people who came were not like Yin Liting who came back and forth as she thought, but two little ghosts, who looked young, and looked at the three generations of Wudang disciples in their clothes, Jinyi immediately thought of their identities, Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji , in terms of seniority, she is her nephew.

The older one should be Song Qingshu. He is wearing a blue coarse cloth gown. He is very similar to his father Song Yuanqiao in appearance, as gentle and soft. Although he is still young, he can tell that he must be a gentleman in the future.The younger one is Zhang Wuji. Zhang Wuji is only ten years old this year, but he is different from the ten-year-old children Jinyi usually sees. Obviously not in good health.

Jin Yi was still a little strange to them, and didn't know how to communicate with them, so she could only smile on her face.Zhang Wuji took the initiative to ask, "Are you my sixth aunt?"

Jinyi smiled and replied, "Yes, my name is Bei Jinyi, and I'm a disciple of Emei. We've met before."

Zhang Wuji looked at her with those eyes, he looked very similar to his mother Yin Susu, a little more delicate than normal boys, he took two steps closer and said: "Really, but I don't remember. "

Jin Yi nodded, and when she saw him approaching, she patted his head pityingly.His body was very thin, and when Jinyi put her hand on his shoulder, she could even feel his bones pinching. She couldn't help asking: "Wuji, how are you doing these days?"

After all, Zhang Wuji was still a child. Although his parents had passed away for several months, when Jin Yi mentioned them, mist quickly appeared in his eyes, and tears fell down quickly.

Jinyi was taken aback, and quickly said: "Wuji, I didn't mean it, so don't be too sad."

She felt a little annoyed in her heart, but she somehow mentioned these things on the day of great joy, it would be bad if Yin Liting came back and saw these things.

Song Qingshu walked forward at this moment, he was a few years older than Wuji, and he stood a little further away from Jinyi, but he kept paying attention to the two of them.He patted Wuji's shoulder, paused, and said: "Junior brother, you are not a child anymore, don't cry all day, like a woman."

Jinyi was thinking whether saying this would irritate Zhang Wuji, but Zhang Wuji had already wiped his tears with the corner of his sleeve, and said stubbornly, "I'm not a woman."

Jinyi breathed a sigh of relief, seeing a plate of untouched pastries on the table, which was very delicately made, she quickly brought them over and let the two of them take whatever they wanted.

Wuji ate a few pieces of snacks. After all, he was very forgetful, so he laughed very happily after a while.Although Song Qingshu is not very old, he is like a little adult. He also has a good impression of Jinyi, and he answers truthfully whatever Jinyi asks him, and the two chat very happily.Seeing that it was getting late, he pulled

The red candle was burning quietly, and the candle tears rolled down drop by drop, and then slowly condensed.When Yin Liting returned to the new house, he was three points drunk. After opening the door, he saw his bride was sitting on the bed, looking up at her, his eyes were as full as water, which made him immersed in the lake involuntarily.

Yin Liting turned around and closed the door, inadvertently using too much force, the door frame let out a groan, as if to protest the master's rudeness, but now he didn't have time to pay attention to those, so he took two quick steps, after getting close to her Slowed down again.

His eyes were burning all the time, surrounding her all the time, Jinyi turned his face away uncomfortably, and then he suddenly realized his gaffe, coughed lightly, and sat down beside her.

His smell and heat are reminding Jinyi of his arrival. This is their wedding night, and she has become Yin Bei's Jinyi from today onwards. They will raise their eyebrows here and have children.

When Jinyi thought of this, she couldn't help smiling, her hand was suddenly held, and Yin Liting's drunken voice rang in her ears: "My lady, Jinyi, that's so nice."

Jinyi's heart warmed up, she held him back, and looked into his eyes, there was obsession, joy, and undeniable love for her.

Yin Liting stretched out his hand to support her face, muttered and kissed her, his lips were burning hot, as if he was going to burn everything.She is like the small boat in the storm, the delicate flower that was ruthlessly beaten by the violent wind and rain, tremblingly blooming the purest and most moving side.Breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly, the transformation is only at that moment.

The red candle gradually burned out, and when the last ray of light was extinguished, it was already dawn.

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