
After convincing and maturing the determination within him, Ne Zha walked accompanied by Han Xiao and Emperor Yang Qian up onto the stage.
As they climbed, from the other side Su Lihwa who was wearing a red wedding dress with a black accent decoration, used a hood of a thin, transparent black cloth that covered her face, the girl climbed up the altar accompanied by Patriarch Yuanjun as guardian.
Ne Zha smiled as he looked at his future wife who was walking, towards the middle of the altar, the young man's steps felt very long as he headed towards the middle of the altar.
"Zha stopped," Han Xiao whispered to the young man.
Ne Zha soon realized from his daydream, his mind drifting somewhere in the last few seconds, probably because this was his first experience, so even though it was trying to control himself a little difficult.
Han Xiao smiled slightly, he had also felt the same way Ne Zha used to when he got engaged to Xian Chin, "Calm Zha, focus on yourself. Don't think of anything, this is the most important day for you." Han Xiao once again excited Ne Zha.
Ne Zha took a deep breath before exhaling slowly, now he was already in the middle of the altar, and so was Su Lihwa. The girl looked straight at Ne Zha, even if blocked by her hood, but it did not rule out the possibility for Su Lihwa to see Ne Zha in front of her. Not to forget the one beautiful flower bucket that was in the hands of the girl.
Ne Zha's appearance this time was impressive, probably because the young man used to wear a light robe, when using a luxurious wedding robe, Ne Zha's charm was dozens of times raised, perhaps, a powerful aura of authority poured out from the young man's body. The high elegant impression also wrapped naturally on Ne Zha.
Mahaguru from the Sunlight Diamond Temple advanced forward and stopped in the middle of Ne Zha and Su Lihwa, the bald middle-aged man smiled kindly at Ne Zha and Su Lihwa.
"You ready?" ask Mahaguru.
Ne Zha and Su Lihwa nodded steadily in response to the question from the Sun Intan Temple's Magician.
Mahaguru hummed a sutra before guiding Ne Zha and Su Lihwa to their wedding vows.
"Su Lihwa, are you willing to accept Ne Zha as your husband, to live together? and through the flow of world time until death to pick you up?" tanya Mahaguru Intan Matahari Temple accompanied by her trademark friendly smile.
"I, Su Lihwa, accept thee Ne Zha as the lawful and sole husband before the ruler of the world," su Lihwa replied as she looked at Ne Zha with certainty and there was not the slightest doubt in her words.
"Ne Zha, are you willing to continue being together with Su Lihwa?" The Mahaguru view of the Sun Diamond Temple stared at Ne Zha.
"I promise you Su Lihwa to remain faithful in your service, to love you in a state of joy or sorrow, hard or happy, thin or fat," Ne Zha replied in a very serious and definite tone, just like Su Lihwa, she also had no hesitation in her answer.
"Haha!" Han Xiao who was behind Ne Zha laughed loosely, he really did not expect the oath said by Ne Zha to interrupt like that, skinny or fat. Han Xiao laughed even more as the sentence loomed in his head.
Spittoon...
Emperor Yang Qian hit Han Xiao on the head, the young man immediately fell silent, he apologized for messing up the atmosphere.
"Ne Zha and Su Lihwa, you begin today officially as husband and wife bound by your promise and your love, I pray that the ruler continues to give his grace to you," said Mahaguru Intan Matahari Temple while resigning.
Ne Zha's hand stretched out to reveal the hood that covered Su Lihwa's face, the young man was immediately stunned when he saw Su Lihwa's beauty that was many times more beautiful.
"Kiss! Kiss it! Kiss it!" Han Xiao exclaimed quite loudly, now as if carried away, the invited guests also all called out a similar word to Han Xiao.
Su Lihwa hooked her arm around Ne Zha's neck making the young man slightly bow, "Now you must do it" Su Lihwa whispered.
Ne Zha chuckled, he also missed the sweet and tender taste coming from Su Lihwa's lips, the young man chuckled before shaking his lips with Su Lihwa, giving a tempestuous kiss there. Ne Zha must now thank Ne Zha's previous memory, thanks to which he was able to master several techniques in kissing.
Applause and cheers of congratulations filled the Academy hall.
The two people separated themselves, Su Lihwa and Ne Zha looked at each other in a deep sense of love from their eyes.
"Throw flowers!" Xia Shiva who was leafy at the front desk close to the altar exclaimed loudly.
This is the most anticipated when in the wedding event, wedding flowers that are said to provide happiness in the near future for the recipient.
Su Lihwa smiled, she looked at the flowers in her hand, Su Lihwa's gaze down the entire invited guest.
The invited guests immediately stood up as they learned that Su Lihwa was going to throw flowers.
But far from their expectations, Su Lihwa's gaze fell on Han Xiao, the girl walked slowly to approach Han Xiao.
"Why come? Let's throw the flowers, they're already waiting" Han Xiao said confusedly.
Su Lihwa did not reply, the girl grabbed Han Xiao's hand, she placed her wedding flowers on Han Xiao's hand while smiling widely.
"Receive Han, the person who gets the wedding flowers will usually get happiness in the near future, you should also be happy. The past let it pass, your life is still long ahead there," Su Lihwa said with a very gentle smile at Han Xiao, saying, the girl gave a light peck on Han Xiao's cheek before heading back to Ne Zha's side.
Han Xiao was speechless, his eyes staring at the flowers given by Su Lihwa, an ironic smile appeared on the corner of Han Xiao's lips, "Should be happy huh?" inner Han Xiao chuckled.
"Rightly what Su Lihwa said, you must let go of what has passed, didn't I tell you about the old saying?" emperor Yang Qian said as he patted Han Xiao on the shoulder.
"I am always happy in my way" Han Xiao replied with a big smile looking at Ne Zha and Su Lihwa who were now very happy.
"Looking at my brother's happiness I'm already very happy, it's not difficult for me to be happy" Han Xiao said.
Emperor Yang Qian shook his head lightly, even if he saw that what Han Xiao said was true, but he felt that Han Xiao still could not let go of what had passed. Ruan Jian's.
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