In Zhuowen's view, marriage is a lifelong event, and he has no regrets when he chooses, but at the same time he is extremely nervous.

Seeing Zhuo Wen's nervous look, Mu Chenxue chuckled, stretched out her jade hand, her beautiful eyes whitened, and said coquettishly: "You still don't help me up, do you want me to sit in the sedan chair?"

"Oh well."

Zhuo Wen smirked, and held that slender hand, perhaps with too much force, Mu Chenxue threw himself into Zhuo Wen's arms.

Before Mu Chenxue could even react, Zhuo Wen's hoarse voice rang in her ears: "Chen Xue, will you marry me? Back then I swore to marry you, I want to know, this is not my wishful thinking .�

Mu Chenxue blushed, finally nodded lightly and said, "You don't dislike me anymore, why am I still indecisive? It's just that today is the last day, right?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Wen slowly raised his head, looked towards the sky, and found that the night had begun to fall, and the scorching sun that was hanging high in the sky had already set down the mountain, and a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes.

"Go and meet my parents and my grandfather!" Zhuo Wen said with a smile.

Then he dragged Mu Chenxue to fall in front of Long Xiaotian and Feng Xiyao, and Zhuo Wen's grandfather Long Xiangding was also there.

"Father, mother and grandpa, please preside over this wedding for us today."

Zhuo Wen pulled Mu Chenxue to kneel on the ground, and said to Long Xiaotian, Feng Xiyao and Long Xiangding.

"Haha! Well, this wedding will be presided over by this old man. I will have no regrets to see my grandson get married and start a business in my lifetime."

Long Xiangding laughed, and came to Zhuo Wen and Mu Chenxue.

"The peach blossoms are shining brightly; when the son returns home, it is suitable for his family. Today, you Zhuo Wen would like to marry Mu Chenxue as his wife. In the future, you will hold your son's hand and grow old together with him. Never leave, forever."

Long Xiangding's face was extremely serious, and he continued: "Today, the world is a lesson, and your parents are witnesses, you two are married, and the sun and the moon can learn from each other."

After speaking, Zhuo Wen took Mu Chenxue and bowed to the heaven and earth from afar, bowed to Long Xiaotian, Feng Xiyao and Long Xiangding twice, and the husband and wife bowed three times.

"You will be my wife from now on, and I would like to guard you forever and never leave you!"

Zhuo Wen hugged Mu Chenxue and murmured softly, while Mu Chenxue leaned against Zhuo Wen's chest and nodded gently.

In order not to disturb Zhuo Wen and Mu Chenxue, Long Xiaotian and Feng Xiyao told everyone else to leave this place. After a while, only Zhuo Wen and Mu Chenxue were left on the top of the mountain.

"Can I still see the sunrise tomorrow?"

Mu Chenxue leaned against Zhuo Wen's chest, whispering as if dreaming.

"Yes, you can definitely do it!"

Zhuo Wen's nose was a little sore, and he hugged Mu Chenxue tightly, as if otherwise, the beauty in his arms would disappear.

"It's almost dawn, and the sunrise will appear in the sky soon, Zhuo Wen, can I play the piano for you?"

There was a hint of fish belly white in the sky, and the pitch-black night seemed to become less cold and softer because of such a hint of whiteness.

Mu Chenxue broke free from Zhuo Wen's embrace, waved his jade hand, and a fiery red guzheng appeared in front of him. The phantom of a phoenix was drawn on the surface of this guzheng, flying high and reborn from the ashes.

On the strings of the guzheng, even traces of flames were burning, and the flames danced, faintly revealing the appearance of a phoenix.

Mu Chenxue's slender hands were placed on the zither, while she sat cross-legged in the void, she smiled at Zhuo Wen, the tears on her cheeks glistened with sadness.

The slender jade hand fell slowly, and the slender onion fingers walked between the strings, and the sad sound of the piano fluttered melodiously.

At this moment, Mu Chenxue is smiling brightly, but the luster of the tears on her cheeks is even more dazzling, just like the scorching sun that is about to rise.

"Who, hold my hand, restrain my madness for half a lifetime;

Who, kiss my eyes, cover my wandering for half a life;

...

Who can pour my heart, an inch of land is like a void;

Who can bury my sorrow, laugh at the emptiness of the world, and make my heart crazy.

...

Hold your hand and accompany you crazy for thousands of lives;

Kiss your eyes deeply, and accompany you forever. "

The tune is leisurely, like flowing water in a high mountain, like an empty spring in a valley, like a stream in a mountain, like a bright moon hanging high.

Accompanied by the beautiful tune, Mu Chenxue's crisp voice like a yellow oriole, followed the tune slowly, the voice was ups and downs, soul-stirring, empty echoes, endless. JrNovels.com