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Huo Yunqian stood in front of Qin Ruan's door holding a bouquet of Bibi flowers. On the left stood Lu Han, the eldest son of Lu, and on the right stood Xiao Yunchen who looked anxious. Behind him were Gongsun Yibo, Long Xizhe, Gu Mingyan and others.

Lu Han looked confused and asked, "Should we knock on the door?"

Huo Yunqian squeezed the bouquet in his hand and said in a calm and steady voice: "Knock!"

Before anyone could come up and knock on the door, the door was opened from the inside.

Song Qing, who was wearing a bridesmaid's dress, stood inside the door. When she saw the nervous master and the familiar people outside, the expression on her aggressive thick-faced face remained unchanged, she bent down and bowed and stepped aside.

Huo Yunqian's gentle and deep peach blossom eyes looked at Qin Ruan who had already sat back on the bed.

The two people's affectionate eyes collided, and everything around them seemed to cease to exist. There was only room for two people between heaven and earth, and the whole world became completely quiet, and the chaotic breathing of other people around them was abandoned.

"Girl, I'm here to pick you up."

Huo Yunqian's thin lips curved in a gentle arc, he raised his feet and stepped slowly into the room, approaching his sweetheart step by step.

I have been waiting for this relationship for too long, and now that it is finally within reach, it seems a bit unreal.

Mr. Huo, who had always been calm and composed, had a tight, handsome face, and the smile on his lips looked a bit unnatural if you looked closely.

It wouldn't be right to say he was nervous, but it would seem a bit forced to say he was calm.

As he approached, Qin Ruan's beautiful eyes curved into beautiful crescent shapes, and her hand with white lace gloves slowly raised.

Huo Yunqian stood beside the bed covered with flower petals on the carpet, knelt on one knee at the feet of his sweetheart, and offered the bouquet in his hands.

He repeated again: "Aruan, I'm here to marry you."

After thousands of years, our wedding finally came.

He wanted to ask, are you happy?

When I regain my memory in the future, will I regret what I did today?

Qin Ruan smiled and took the bouquet, put it under his nose and smelled it gently, a bright and dazzling smile bloomed on his face with exquisite makeup.

She said in an inaudible voice: "That's great."

I don’t know whether it’s because the flowers in her hands are so beautiful, or because the person who finally came to marry her is so nice.

Qin Ruan raised his slightly drooped eyes and looked at Xiao Yunchen, who was standing behind Huo Yuncheng. Those eyes with strange brilliance were calm and calm.

She smiled and said hello, her attitude as distant and polite as ever: "Actor Xiao, long time no see."

Xiao Yunchen suppressed the sobs in his throat and said calmly: "Qin Ruan, congratulations."

He dressed up specially today, and it was even grander than before when he attended important foreign awards ceremonies.

Qin Ruan smiled and bent his eyes, looking him up and down.

Xiao Yunchen has been missing for so long, and his temperament has changed drastically. Even his appearance has changed slightly. His noble aura and reserved and domineering aura seems to be a different person.

Qin Ruan withdrew his gaze and extended his hand to Huo Yunzhen who was kneeling in front of him.

The two of them clasped their hands together. Seeing this, Qin Jingcen stepped forward and bent down in front of Qin Ruan.

His voice was low and hoarse, full of reluctance: "Ruan Ruan, I will carry you downstairs."

Before Huo Yunzhen let go of Qin Ruan's hand, he couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed her softly on the cheek.

Qin Jingcen carried the little girl holding the flowers from the other side on his back and walked out of the room amidst the cheers of the crowd.

Knowing that Qin Ruan was pregnant and her belly could not be squeezed, Mr. Qin supported her legs with both arms to lend her the convenience of protecting her lower abdomen.

Qin Mei followed closely step by step, ready to take over the task of carrying his sister out from his eldest brother at any time.

When he came to the stairs, Qin Jingcen put his sister on his brother's back, and the rest of the journey would be completed by Qin Ershao.

Qin Mei carried his sister steadily downstairs, his feet landing on the carpet in the hall. Under the gaze of all the guests, the smile on his handsome face faded and his eyes turned red.

The redness in Qin Mei's eyes did not fade away until they were sent to the wedding car.

Second Young Master Qin didn't want to cry in front of others. He held his sister's hand and gritted his teeth to hide the sobs in his throat: "Ruan Ruan, you must be well."

Qin Ruan squeezed his hand, pursed his lips and said seriously: "Second brother, today is my big day, you have to be happy for me."

So don't be sad, don't be unhappy.

An awkward expression appeared on Qin Mei's handsome face. He turned his head to look at the tail of the wedding dress that Song Qing and Huo Zhi carried into the car. He said hoarsely: "Happy, second brother is very happy."

"Nothing." Qin Jingcen kicked his younger brother and threatened in a low voice: "If you dare to cry today, I will make you cry non-stop for the next month."

The water in Qin Mei's eyes receded almost instantly, and he glared angrily at Young Master Qin in front of him: "Which of your eyes saw me crying, tyrant!"

"Both eyes saw it!"

The two quarreled with each other and stepped away from the car, allowing Mr. Huo to board the wedding car smoothly.

The Huo family's wedding convoy left the Qin family as grandly as it had arrived.

When the convoy of hundreds of vehicles left the Qin family, nearly a hundred more convoys were added to see off the bride. The scene was spectacular and shocking.

Huo Yunqian sat relaxedly and leaned on the comfortable sofa in the car. He held Qin Ruan in his arms and caressed her bulging belly, with worry in his eyes: "Are you okay? Did the child make trouble for you?"

Qin Ruan's warm hand covered the back of his cold hand and said with a sweet expression: "She is very good."

You may know that today is the wedding of mom and dad, and the child is particularly well-behaved in the belly and not as active as before.

Huo Yunji held Qin Ruan's hand tightly, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, asking softly and leaving at the touch of a finger.

He sighed softly, his voice low and apologetic: "After you go back, you can go upstairs to rest. There will be a ceremony in the evening. Mrs. Xinren will accompany me again."

Qin Ruan played with the Bianhua flower in his hand and asked puzzledly: "Why wait until night?"

She accepted the bouquet of flowers that were not roses without any confusion, nor did she ask where the flowers came from. After all, there cannot be flowers of hell in the human world.

Her attitude was calm, as if the wedding should use Hibiscus flowers as bouquets.

Qin Ruan didn't ask, and Huo Yunzhen didn't explain. The two of them had a tacit understanding of ignoring this unspeakable problem.

Huo Yunqian stroked her face gently, his voice gentle and soothing: "We will hold an ancient wedding ceremony tonight. It is another ceremony that belongs to us. Only close relatives can participate."

That night was their real wedding, a marriage recognized by heaven and earth and protected by all spirits.

Qin Ruan rested his head on Huo Yunqian's shoulder and complained lazily: "Getting married is troublesome. I need to change at least four sets of clothes today, right?"

Huo Yunqian put his hand on her lower back and twisted it gently with his fingers to relieve the symptoms of her backache during pregnancy.

Listening to his little wife's complaints, he comforted her heartily in her ear: "You are inconvenienced, just show up during the toast, and leave everything else to me."

Qin Ruan was silent for a long time, playing with the petals of the other shore flower dragon claw with his fingers, hanging his head and not knowing what to think.