Mandarin ducks with brocade quilts, dragons and phoenixes with red candles, happy beauty.

There was a wedding girl waiting in the wedding room, so that the couple could complete the final ceremony.

What Shi Lei wants to do most now is to stay with A Luan and not disturb anyone.

But none of those rituals were missing.

This is his wedding with A Luan, and of course everything must be the best and most perfect.

The moment the bride's veil was opened, the room was filled with light.

Eat raw glutinous rice balls, drink a glass of wine, and make sure you have a bad time.

Finally, all the extra people retreated, and there were only each other left in the world of the two.

Shi Lei could no longer suppress his inner excitement. His hands trembled and stroked Gu Shengyin's face with trembling: "A Luan."

Gu Shengyin looked at him and smiled, responded softly: "Yes."

"Are you mine?" Finally, there was a hint of uncertainty about rising.

Gu Shengyin held his left hand and smiled like a flower: "I'm yours."

The hibiscus tent is warm, one. The highest level of the night.

Records of the Grand Historian:

Qu Feiluan, the Qingluan King of Tianze Kingdom, fell off a cliff when he was twenty years old and began to meet Shi Lei, the man in Zhenguo.

Five years of friendship with comrades, and then forty years of love between husband and wife.

The two have one son and two daughters, and their relationship is very strong.

The Qingluan King Ershun suffered a relapse in his old injury and died in the backyard.

After one month, Zhenguo Hou, who had always been healthy, couldn't get up and followed him.

Shi Lei was lying on the bed, and he could no longer speak, and felt that the strength in his body was gradually losing.

There was a little noisy in his ears, and he could hear that it was his and A Luan's daughter crying.

Why are you crying? He thought.

He has lived enough in his life.

Having too many things that others can't imagine, it can be said that he has everything a man pursues.

Now that his grandchildren have grown up, there is nothing worthy of his concern for the Zhenguo Hou Mansion.

His Aluan and Aluan have been away for a month.

He couldn't let her wait for a long time. Naiheqiao would be unhappy if she couldn't leave.

Gradually, his ears could not hear clearly, and his eyes were open in vain, but the double-patterned bed tent in his sight was getting blurry.

A trace of light shone out in the darkness. The woman who was still unparalleled in a snow-white cloak turned her head to look at him, complaining unhappily: "Why did you come? I've been waiting for a long time."

He smiled: "Here you come."

The people around him saw the thin old man on the bed showing a shallow smile and murmured twice: "A Luan, I'm here."

No breath.

The middle-aged woman who had been crying with silence finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

Shi Lei, the Hou of Zhenguo, died at the age of 72.

...

Gu Sheng was staying in the space, watching the scene after he died.

Silent for a long time.

The system came out to comfort her: "Host, please don't be sad, these are all illusions."

Unreal?

Gu Sheng shook his head.

If these are all illusions, then what are you?

Then what is he?

So what is the world I have experienced with him?

"No, these are the most real experiences for me." She said softly.

Her eyes were a little sour, but she didn't shed tears.

This is far from the end.

They still have countless opportunities to come back.

"System, go to the next world."

"A good host, start transmitting the world, please prepare the host."

Gu Sheng closed his eyes and started a new journey.
Chapter completed!