Mountains and rivers hand in hand, smile for you

I once thought that the end of ten miles of red makeup is you.

Jing Huan was originally the son of a subjugated country, and Yan Ling was alone. It was impossible for Bai Lihua to be there, but the wedding could not be without the officiant, so Jing Huan called his master ghost hand.

Gui Shouben was resting in Jingshan Mountain, when Jing Huan Feige sent a letter saying that he was going to get married, he almost jumped out of his chair.Bailihua has also lived in Jingshan, and when he heard that Jing Huan was getting married, he was as excited as a ghost.

Bai Lihua wanted to visit his daughter-in-law and be the officiant by the way, but he clearly stated in the letter: Master, you must not let the emperor come.

Bailihua was very depressed, but Guishou was happy. The master is also half a father, and he also wanted to see his daughter-in-law. It was rare for Jing Huan to figure out that he wanted to get married, so he had to do the officiant wedding anyway. people!

Bai Lihua strongly demanded to go, but the ghost hand couldn't resist him, so he had to change Bai Lihua's face in the end.Ghost Hand can guarantee that even if he stood in front of Jing Huan, he would not be able to recognize the result of this disguise.After getting ready, the two hurriedly set off to Jiangnan.

He got married in Jiangnan, but Jing Huan really couldn't find a place to get married. He originally thought that he would marry the person he likes in Jingshan in the future, but the reality simply didn't allow him to do so.Jing Huan has always been raised by Shang Ji. To be honest, he has no money for this wedding. After thinking for a long time, Yan Ling thought of a way for him.

"Isn't there only one officiant? Shang Ji has raised you for so long, and if you ask him to help you with this wedding, let him be the other officiant."

"Can he agree?"

"It's up to you!"

Jing Huan Wangtian, can you not entrust me with this task with zero possibility? !

Whether you want to do it or not is one thing, but whether you want to do it or not is another.Jing Huan found Shang Ji after hesitation.

When Jing Huan found Shang Ji, Shang Ji was sitting at the table in the room, sipping tea quietly, Jing Huan was a little angry, he was about to get married, could he be calmer?

Jing Huan walked over and sat down hesitantly, not knowing how to speak.

"Is something wrong?"

"En." Jing Huan nodded and said, "I, I'm getting married, but, but..." Jing Huan wanted to cry, and told him that he had no money for a wedding, but he really couldn't say it.

"But what?" Shang Ji took a sip of tea and asked indifferently.

"I... have no money." Jing Huan lowered his head and dared not look at him.

Shang Ji quietly looked at Jing Huan's slightly lowered hair as he lowered his head, and said with some discomfort: "Do you want me to help you?"

Jing Huan nodded awkwardly.

"I can help you, what's the condition?"

"Conditions?" Jing Huan looked up at Shang Ji in surprise.

Shang Ji smiled contemptuously and said, "Help you with the conditions."

Jing Huan tilted his head and thought for a while and said, "Conditions... tell me!"

"Is this what you said?" Shang Ji asked back.

"Let's say it first, I won't do murder and arson, and I won't do anything too extreme!" Jing Huan was afraid that Shang Ji would raise any excessive conditions, so he hurriedly opened his mouth.

"Don't worry, no."

"Then what condition?" Jing Huan asked nervously.

"I'll tell you."

Jing Huan was taken aback: "You mean you haven't figured it out yet, tell me when you've figured it out?"

Shang Ji nodded.

Jing Huan didn't know what to say, asking Shang Ji to help her with the wedding, it was so strange to think about it.

"Tomorrow's wedding will not disappoint you."

Jing Huan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he got the affirmative answer, but he felt really uncomfortable. Although he no longer loves him, it is impossible to say that he doesn't like him at all, but Shang Ji not only does not object to his marriage, but also Do it for yourself, no matter what Jing Huan thinks, how uncomfortable, I once thought that you are the end of the ten miles of red makeup, but I didn't expect that you are the person who spreads the ten miles of red makeup, but you are not the person at the end.

The next day, Jing Huan went to meet his master. When he saw the figure behind him, the corners of his mouth twitched. No matter how ordinary this person was, he would never forget that breath. Man, he's still here...

"Father, didn't I tell you not to come?" Jing Huan asked in a low voice. Although he was not used to being called Daddy, he had to get used to it in order not to make people suspicious.

"Did you recognize him?!" The ghost hand on the side said with a sad face, "I thought I did it so cleverly this time that even you couldn't recognize him, but the result is... hey..."

"Master, you did a good job this time. If it wasn't for my father's aura, which I am familiar with, I wouldn't have recognized it." Jing Huan comforted.

The ghost hand smiled and nodded: "I'll just say it!"

"Father, I haven't asked you yet!" Jing Huan looked at Bai Lihua pretending to be serious.

Bai Lihua laughed and said, "My son is married, how can the father not come!"

"I'm sorry, Dad, you can't be your son's officiant this time." Jing Huan looked at Bai Lihua sadly, with a sore nose, "After the matter is over, I will definitely hold another wedding and let Dad be the officiant again !"

Bailihua shook his head understandingly: "I have wronged you." Bailihua knew that Baili Kingdom was destroyed, and also knew that Jing Huan was brought back by Shang Ji. Not only did Ji not kill him, but he also let Jing Huan live well and freely.He knew that Shang Ji was inside, and he would not let Jing Huan, such a son of subjugation, leave his sight.

"Don't be wronged! Dad, master, let's go in!" Jing Huan led the two into the door.

Let me add here, Shang Ji bought a large yard in a beautiful place in the south of the Yangtze River, and he also informed that Jing Huan and Yan Ling were married today, so almost all the people who came here were residents of the south of the Yangtze River.Jing Huan was going to the inn to pick up Yan Ling. He put on a wedding dress, rode to the inn and took Yan Ling to the place where they were about to worship.

There are two figures sitting on the high hall, one is Jing Huan's master Guishou, and the other is Shang Ji.Jing Huan could clearly feel the joy and excitement of the master.Shang Ji looked at him with a sullen face and remained motionless, while Jing Huan lowered his head in panic and dared not look at him. He never thought that they would come to this point, so who is to blame?

There was amazement in Shang Ji's eyes. When Jing Huan walked in front of him wearing a red wedding dress, Jing Huan's drooping head, slightly shy face, and restless expression at that time were beautiful no matter where you looked at them. To the extreme.

But all of this does not belong to him, is it really too late?

"Worship heaven and earth!"

Want to stop?

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

Can you just run down and take him away recklessly?

"Bye husband and wife!"

he can not.

Taking him away means that he admits that he has love for him.

"Send to the bridal chamber!"

Shang Ji lowered his hands, looking at the figure going away, soon a word from Qian Huan jumped into Shang Ji's mind unexpectedly.

"Shang Ji, I hope you don't regret it. If one day you accidentally fall in love with me, you have to know that I will already be married at that time, and my first time will not be yours anymore."

"Maybe I will have another child. My child must be very cute. Can you call him innocent? Innocent, innocent!"

child?The only thing I can't give you is love and children.