Stop Bothering Me, Emperor Chapter 119: Marriage
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The netizens were so excited when they saw Yu Tang saying that they saw the old man.
【The world is changing too fast like a tornado! 】
【Send Lao Zhangren nothing is inappropriate, just send money. 】
[Come on, the emperor, tell Lao Zhangren that the queen has broken your child, he can definitely agree. 】
Enthusiastic netizens gave Yu Tang bad ideas one after another, and spontaneously became lobbyists, and went to Songzicheng's Weibo to persuade. Everyone hasn’t paid attention to it, and then I found out that Song Zicheng’s Weibo is also very exciting. There are a lot of news about Song Xiao, what son has gone to college, my son has bought me gifts, and my son has recently been able to take over the company...
Everyone was entertaining and waiting for further news, but after waiting for two days, there was no news on Yu Tang's Weibo, but Song Xiao posted one.
"His dog is called Zhang Xiaoren..." The picture is a Husky with a bone biscuit in his mouth, looking foolishly at the camera.
【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh that the empress is going to see the in-laws! 】
[Why show a dog can also abuse me? Silently picked up my dog biscuit...]
[The emperor definitely did it deliberately, deliberately! 】
The general who was thrown back by Mr. Yu, squatted in the yard of Yu's house in city a, looking at the dog quacking biscuits in front of him: "Zhang Xiaoren, you also have today."
Husky looked up at the general with a look of "I don't understand".
Dugu stood aside secretly, took a picture of Husky and posted it to Song Xiao's Weibo, turned around and was about to leave, but was held by the general: "Anyi, do you think this dog will be real? Is this Zhang Xiaoren?"
Dugu glanced at the general: "How can you see it?"
"Zhang Xiaoren killed the king, he should be reborn as a beast." The general pulled the dog's ears and said firmly.
Dugu secretly lowered his head to edit Weibo and ignored him. The role of the dark guard does not include research dogs.
Song Xiao, who was chatting with Yu Lin, shook his head and chuckled when he saw the two hotly discussing guys over there. The dog was so noisy that he couldn't eat the biscuits. He pulled his ears out of the general's hand and ran to Song Xiao's feet with the biscuits in his hands. Seeing that the two did not dare to chase them, they shook their tails proudly.
Yu Lin looked at the dog on the ground: "Zhang Xiaoren, you are now reduced to a dog. God is punishing you. Do you still dare to say that what you insist is right?"
The dog quack quack quacked the action of eating the biscuit for a while, and then continued to quack quackly.
Yu Lin frowned, kicked off his shoes, and stepped barefoot on the dog's head: "Dog 0 things, if it wasn't for your sister-in-law to start quickly, you would be too late."
The Husky shook insignificantly, raised his head and licked the soles of Yu Lin's feet flatly.
Yu Lin couldn't sit still, so he quickly retracted his feet, but because of too much action, he fell back with the chair with the person. Fortunately, Song Xiao had quick eyesight, hugged the person, picked it up, and went to find Yu Tang. .
The past has passed, and the revenge was already reported at that time. It doesn't matter whether this dog is really Zhang Xiaoren or not.
A few days later, the netizens who were obsessively guarding their homepages finally ushered in another wave of welfare. Yu Tang’s Weibo posted two marriage registration certificates in foreign languages, covered in gold. The big chapter.
Immediately after, Song Xiao’s Weibo posted a beautiful island scenery. On the blue sea, blue sky and white sandy beach, standing handsome Yu Tang, wearing a suit and delicate bow tie, smiled and looked over.
[Knot... married? 】
[Ahhhhh! In the rest of his life, seeing two domineering CEOs getting married, the old man can look down! 】
The people who come to the island are all friends of Song Xiao and Yu Tang. A group of young people are partying here. The long carpet stretched from the beach to the front of the sea view villa. Under the delicate flower stand, the priest stood smilingly on the wooden platform.
When a man and a woman get married, there are two flower girls, one man and one woman, and two men get married, and only one little boy. The band played the wedding march. Yu Lin, wearing an exquisite little suit, carried the flower basket with a serious face, and walked forward with his short legs. As he walked, he raised his hand and threw out the petals in the basket. .
The two men in suits of the same style, black and white, stepped forward slowly to the melodious music.
"Mr. Yu, are you willing to stay by his side, regardless of birth, old age, sickness, death, poverty and wealth, and never leave him?" the priest said gently.
"I am willing." Yu Tang said with a serious face.
"Mr. Song, you are willing to stay with him from now on, regardless of birth, old age, sickness, death, poverty and wealth, and refuse to be close to any man or woman. Even if you quarrel, you will not be cold. You will go to the common room to sleep on time and forgive Mr. Yu Is it occasionally unreasonable to make trouble?"
Song Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth. How could anyone say this on the wedding vow? Raising his eyes and glaring at Yu Tang, the emperor knew he was making trouble unreasonably!
Yu Tang stared back. Quickly say yes, or the family law will take care of it.
Sitting in the audience, Yu Miao covered her mouth and snickered. Yu mother chuckled and shook her head: "This kid."
"...I am willing." Song Xiao said helplessly. Whatever he didn't want, he always did.
"Okay, we can exchange rings." The priest put away the vows board and motioned for them to exchange rings.
Song Xiao took out a ring from his suit pocket, pulled Yu Tang's hand, and put it on his ring finger. He found that this hand was usually warm and dry, but today he was a little sweaty and looked up in surprise. he.
Yu Tang retracted his hand and quietly touched the sweat of his palm in his pocket. Even as the groom for the second time, he was still nervous. He took out the ring, took Song Xiao's hand, and placed it on his ring finger with the proposal ring. In Yu Tang's view, Song Xiao has always been his wife, so he should have the sign of his wife, such as wearing two rings.
Song Xiao saw that he hadn't taken off his engagement ring, so he knew what he was making and didn't care about him.
"Okay, we can kiss your bridegroom." The pastor said what everyone was looking forward to, and the people in the audience began to booze.
The two looked at each other in silence, and slowly approached.
Thousands of years later, getting married again, this feeling is too strange, and the happiness I get is doubled.
The two tilted their heads to the right together, and slowly staggered their noses, but they didn't meet their lips for a long time. Now that she is close, she can feel each other's breathing, and Song Xiao suddenly feels a little sour in her nose.
The past, the past, the various past lives, the piles of this life, at this moment, I can only thank God. Thank you God, let me see you in my life.
The touch of your lips is forever.
After the wedding, she was supposed to spend her honeymoon on the island, but Yu Tang said that she had to leave in an urgent matter and threw Song Xiao herself on the island.
"Brother Emperor is too much, I have to go now if I have something." Yu Lin complained while building a sand castle.
Song Xiao sat on the beach and piled up sand with Yu Lin: "Last time you said that it was Moxie who made us have memories. Why?"
Yu Lin stretched out his short hand and wrote the word "Moxie" on the sand. Emperor Hongyuan’s technique was learned by Emperor Jing Yuan. He shot vigorously, but now he is a child. It is mellow and cute for children.
Pulling the corners of his mouth, Yu Lin just mentioned the domineering mountains and rivers in his chest, and suddenly vented, and dropped his shoulders weakly: "You remember the legend of Moxie."
Moxie is an ancient divine sword. In ancient times, the tyrant asked a blacksmith named Ganjiang to build a divine weapon with the gold and iron essence collected by Wushan*. But the iron spirit would not melt anyway, Gan Jiang's wife Mo Xie jumped into the furnace and melted the iron spirit with his own soul. Then the Moxie Divine Sword was cast, and Gan Jiang heard his wife's voice: "We will be together..."
So the Moxie Sword, in addition to guarding the mountains and rivers, can also keep the couple inseparable.
"After you died, the warlock said, burying with Moxie will make the emperor see you later, and I will do it." Yu Lin looked deep into the distance, "When the emperor gave you the sword, it was I hope you guys can be a long time."
Song Xiao looked at the child with a deep face. He wanted to laugh and felt a little distressed. When he wiped his neck by himself, Yu Jinlin was only fifteen years old. Such a young boy would definitely be scared. Slowly raised his hand and touched Yu Lin's head.
Yulin, who was touched by his sister-in-law, felt embarrassed, but he was reluctant to move it away, so he squinted his eyes, rubbed his palm, and then... was squeezed away by another big head.
Song Xiao blinked, and without paying attention, the little head under his palm turned into Yu Tang's furry head.
"Are you back?" Song Xiao retracted his hand and smiled. Your Majesty's head can't be touched casually. The consequences of touching it are very serious. You can't get out of bed for at least three days.
Seeing that Song Xiao hadn't rubbed his head, Yu Tang squeezed his brother away dissatisfiedly, picked up Song Xiao, and strode into the villa.
The discarded Yu Lin fell on the beach with his feet up and down. Yu Miao, wearing a long beach dress, passed by and kicked his brother with his sand-stained foot: "Little turtle, what are you doing?"
"Thinking about life." Yu Lin said with a look of love.
Yu Miao tilted his head, lay down with him, and looked at the blue sky: "What did you think about?"
"Thinking out...I can't let you fall in love early, at least keep it until 30 before you get married." Yu Lin said angrily, everyone in the Yu family has such a virtue, having a daughter-in-law forget his brother!
"Are you itchy?" Yu Miao stretched out his hand and pulled his windy ear.
"Don't pull my ears!" Yu Lin covered his ears and pushed Yu Miao, and the two of them rolled into a ball on the beach, thinking about life was nothing.
Yu Tang carried Song Xiao back into the house, drove all the servants out of the villa, closed the door, and mysteriously took out a long brocade box and stuffed it into Song Xiao's arms.
"What is this?" Song Xiao took the brocade box, unexpectedly it was so heavy, and almost fell.
"Wedding gift." Yu Tang said blankly with her hands behind her back, but her eyes flashed "I have done a lot to praise me."
Song Xiao blinked, put the brocade box on the table, and slowly opened it. The red flannel is thinly wrapped with a hard sponge. In the center of the sponge is a groove dug strictly according to the shape of the object. In the groove, an old sword lies quietly.
The sword is three feet three long, the whole body is pitch black, and there is no ornamentation. It drives out sneaky and avoids all evils. This sword is called Moxie!
Fingertips tremblingly stroked the body of the sword, Song Xiao pursed her lips, unable to speak for a while.
Yu Tang embraced him from behind and put his chin on his shoulder: "Do you still recognize it?"
"...we two of our tombs were dug?" Song Xiao twitched his mouth, and Yu Lin just said that the sword was placed in their funeral.
"The tomb robber stole it," Yu Tang smiled, "Don't worry, they can't open Da Yu's coffin."
Song Xiao picked up the Moxie sword and slowly stroked the hilt, but did not dare to open it.
Yu Tang held his hand: "If you die first in this life, I will use this to wipe your neck to find you." Maybe, in the next life, I can still remember.
"It takes more than ten years of life to live again once, and the next time may be thirty years." Song Xiao put the sword back into the box and closed the lid. In this life trance for sixteen years, in fact, the life is exchanged for not forgetting the past.
Yu Tang slowly tightened his arms, hugged him tightly, and said dumbly: "Not afraid."
I'm not afraid of losing too much life, I'm afraid I will forget you.
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