I am your father [Hua Qiangu]

Ninety-nine 81 sets of betrothal gifts are arranged from the entrance of the demon world to the outside of the demon world to the end.At the end, Shaqianmo and Sheyue looked forward from the tail and kept tsk-tsk.

"I didn't expect it... Dongfang Yuqing is big enough!"

"Rich... Immortal Pavilion is really rich..."

Sha Qianmo and Sheyue put down their watchful hands, looked at each other, and sighed.

Sha Qianmo beckoned to a place: "Go and inform Shan Chunqiu and Tang Bao that they are going to move these betrothal gifts back and put them..."

He thought for a while, and said with a straight face: "In the side hall of the Demon King's bedroom, remember to follow the same rules on the gift list! After releasing the lock!"

The subordinate glanced at the dowry gift team, swallowed his saliva, but he didn't dare to make mistakes, and quickly nodded and bowed back.

Sheyue and he watched the action of collecting things here.

"You're fine, but you're in a rush to give up your position, and I don't see you going to a beauty sleep every day. Is there something wrong with you?" He looked at him for a long time, and he always felt that Feng Feiyu's superiority was a problem. This premeditated plan, as to whether it was premeditated for a long time, I don't know.

Sha Qianmo was not angry when he questioned him so much, and he took it for granted: "She is naturally suitable for the devil world. The first time I saw her, I could tell that she was not extraordinary, so the devil is hers for granted. Besides, I can sleep at any time during my beauty sleep, not short of this moment."

Sheyue was speechless, rolled her eyelids, and felt that this man was crazy.

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In this compartment, Feng Feiyu had already been invited into the bridal sedan chair, and sat in it, carried by eight people together, walking steadily, she was waiting for the next thing in such a state of stability.

After Hua Qiangu and the others saw off their relatives in the Demon Realm, they watched the welcoming team disappear and waved their swords towards the Immortal Pavilion.

Although the two of them got married with great vigor and red makeup, they were not familiar with decent people after all, so they didn't write any wedding invitations to them.However, Dongfang Yuqing said that sixteen flowing water banquets will be held outside the Immortal Pavilion in the Human Realm, and will be held for three days starting from the first day after the marriage.

And on the day of the wedding, if people from those sects want to participate, as long as they don't cause trouble and don't talk nonsense, the door of the Immortal Pavilion will naturally be open to welcome.In this way, apart from a few of their close peers, there will definitely be a lot of people gathered in the inner hall of the Immortal Pavilion.

Feng Feiyu was sitting in the sedan chair, not daring to move for some reason, his heart was beating extremely fast, and he still hasn't calmed down yet.

She recalled the events of the past few years, and suddenly found that in the few years of spring and autumn, Dongfang Yuqing was the one who had the most impressive strokes.He infiltrated her life, her senses, and her heart in every possible way, and in the end, he even jumped in on his own initiative to propose a marriage.

Thinking of this, she pursed her lips and smiled uncontrollably.

The red hijab in front of her eyes has become the cutest existence in her eyes.

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Before the wedding procession, Dongfang Yuqing rode on a horse and headed all the way to the Immortal Pavilion.From the beginning to the end, his face was full of warmth, and everything he saw was as beautiful as spring flowers in his eyes.

Behind him is the woman who is about to become his wife, and in front of him is a long road to a long and worth looking forward to. He has never been satisfied before.

From the very beginning when they met, he saw her body unexpectedly, and was cast by her with the spell of 'one promise, one thousand gold'.

Although the spell has not yet been undone, and he himself has thousands of ways to untie it, he doesn't want to untie it.If this spell was a life-threatening thing from the beginning, in his view now, it was the bond of fate between them, and it was also the beginning of his falling in love with her.

There is joy in the ears, in front of...

In front of the Immortal Pavilion, the gate was open, and Luxiao led his servants to stand on both sides, watching him arrive with the team, and hurriedly came forward to greet him.

He got off his horse, looked around at the people around him, and many decent people who came uninvited, his eyes were warm, and he didn't say anything.

Feng Feiyu felt the bridal sedan landed on the ground, and a ray of sunlight came under his feet after a while, and a slender white hand stretched out.

It was Dongfang Yuqing's hand.

She paused, then stretched out her hand and placed it in his palm.

In the next second, she was held tightly by him.

Her hands and heart are both held by him at this moment, and she can't escape anymore.

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"Worship the heavens and the earth-"

"Second worship to the Great Desolation—"

"Husband and wife greet each other—"

Above the high hall, the front and back are transparent, there are no memorial tablets, only heaven and earth.

Dongfang Yuqing held Feng Feiyu's hand all the time, bowed to heaven and earth, and bowed to the Xingluo Reincarnation Terrace in Yixiu Pavilion, which knew all kinds of past events, and then the husband and wife bowed to each other.

Seeing that the two of them had finished worshiping, the caller immediately shouted again: "Licheng—sent to the bridal chamber—"

Lvxiao led people to greet the guests present, Dongfang Yuqing led his wife to the inner hall, and walked towards their new house.

The new house was built in the north-south direction of the Immortal Pavilion, diagonally opposite to the attic where Dongfang Yuqing usually used to receive people who came to inquire. The lighting and terrain are excellent.

Feng Feiyu didn't speak the whole time until he left the crowd and was led away by him.

"Dong..." Just as she opened her mouth to say a word, she suddenly stopped, biting her lip and feeling a little at a loss.

When Dongfang Yuqing heard her speak, she hadn't spoken all morning, causing her voice to be a little hoarse. She stopped abruptly before she could say all the words, and he froze for a moment, but he realized why she stopped.

He led her carefully, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

He said at the same time: "But I don't know how to call me?" His voice was deep, joking and complacent, very cheerful.

It was rare for Feng Feiyu not to be angry, but he responded in a low voice in embarrassment.

"Who knows, what should I call you..." After all, they used to be called by his last name, and it wasn't very intimate.

But now that the two of them have become relatives, it will be impossible for her to call him 'Dongfang' in the future, as it would seem neither intimate nor special.Now as long as she thinks of many other people calling him the same way, she feels uncomfortable, and always feels that it is too popular.

Dongfang Yuqing pulled her onto the wedding bed and sat down.

"My first name is Dongfang Yi. If you are shy and don't want to be called 'Sanggong', you can call me 'Ayi'." While talking, he went to the table, took the scale in his hand, and walked back.

He looked down, and stretched out his hand.

After Feng Feiyu heard him finish his jokes, she saw the red lacquer-coated gold scale beam stretching out from under the hipa, lifting the end of the hipa bit by bit, and her eyes gradually became clear and bright.

Following the movement of Xipa raising her head, she slowly raised her head, and finally, she saw the elegant and handsome man dressed in red.

For a moment, both of them stood still for a moment.

Dongfang Yuqing looked at her face that seemed to have no makeup on, under the fiery red candlelight, she looked even more magnificent and coquettish.But at this moment, she simply raised her head and looked at herself, but she was clean and not demonic.

Feng Feiyu looked at him with deep eyes, revealing tender feelings that could not be concealed, and for some reason, his face became slightly hot.

Dongfang Yuqing smiled suddenly: "Still shy?"

She rolled her eyes, pursed her lips and didn't look at him, nor did she dare to look.

Dongfang Yuqing put down the hijab and scale in her hand, and walked slowly towards the bed.

"You...why..." Feng Feiyu seemed like a frightened animal, completely immersed in his innocent nervousness, seeing him walking over, unable to move his body, he asked him extremely nervously.

Dongfang Yuqing didn't expect her to have such a cute side, she laughed muffledly, walked over to sit down, grabbed her, and pulled her into her arms.

Feng Feiyu only felt that he was still nervous one second, and was immediately hugged by that person in the next moment. While being dazed, he obediently let him hold him, and heard him sigh in his ear.

"It's really not easy. Ordinary people marrying a wife is just the order of their parents and the words of a matchmaker. I, the Immortal Pavilion Master, have been searching hard for three to five years before I succeed."

She blushed slightly, and subconsciously buried her head in his chest again, not wanting to speak.

Dongfang Yuqing smiled, reached out to caress her face, and raised her head from her arms.

He supported her chin with one hand, and gently removed the jewelry on her head with the other hand to reduce the weight of her head.

She just watched him gently take off those burdens on her head from such a close distance, her mood gradually calmed down, and she only had this man's tender look in her eyes.

The last gold hairpin was pulled out, and a black hair slid down, carrying a faint orchid fragrance.

The minds and eyes of the two have been blurred, looking at each other with a trace of haze, only feel that there are only two sides in the world.

When the two get married, no one dares to make trouble in the bridal chamber, so this step has been omitted.Although it was an auspicious time to get married, the whole process was done, although it could be as simple as possible, by the time they returned to their room, it was already dusk.

Dongfang Yuqing came back to her senses, and without holding back, she kissed her forehead gently.

"There's also Heji wine." He said as he let go of the hand holding her chin, helped her to sit upright on the side of the bed, and he got out of bed to get Heji wine.

He brought wine, and the two of them each had a glass, wrapped their arms around each other, and drank it intimately.

Hexiu wine was brewed by Dongfang Yuqing decades ago when he had nothing to do, and because it was brewed by him, it will naturally be a little spicy.Therefore, just after Feng Feiyu drank it, his cheeks flushed even more.

He watched, his heart beating like a drum.

He couldn't help sighing again: "I'm married... Yu'er..." As soon as he uttered that intimate address, he sat back down.

Feng Feiyu had already calmed down, seeing his unrestrained expression, he couldn't help laughing: "Why are you acting like a fool?"

Dongfang Yuqing hugged her, raised the corners of her lips and pressed it against her ear, "Miss, should I be a fool like me, it's a moment of Spring Festival?"

His subtle breath gushed into her ears, causing the skin around her to tremble, and she was in a trance, and suddenly she didn't want to wake up anymore.

"Ah... Ah Yi..."

She called out a little shyly.

Dongfang Yuqing felt that all her feelings were rushing down, and she only thought about her soft address that sounded like a mosquito but pierced through her bones.

The tent is warm in the spring night, and the candlelight is dense.