Qian Xunji turned around and shouted, "Yue Guan."
Yue Guan Elder came from behind, holding a thick stack of red envelopes in his hands.
"Yes, Your Majesty." He handed the red envelope to Qian Xunji.
Qian Xunji took it and put it directly into Ling Yuan's hand.
"Is it enough?"
Ling Yuan looked down at the thickness of the stack of red envelopes, and his eyes lit up.
"Enough is enough!"
She smiled and opened the door completely, then turned around to greet the maid and several Spirit Hall sisters behind her, "Come on, come on, we'll share the bonus!"
A group of girls smiled and swarmed over and snatched up the red envelopes.
Ling Yuan stepped aside and made a "please" gesture towards Qian Xunji.
"The groom, please come in."
Qian Xunji stepped into the room.
In the room, the red wedding candle was burning brightly.
Beside the bed, there was a person wearing a red wedding dress sitting.
The red hijab covered her face, but he knew that under the hijab was the face he was most familiar with.
He walked over and stood in front of her.
"Dong'er."
"Yeah, I'm here."
"I'm here to pick you up."
"I know, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
At this time, Liu Xiulan and Bi Dashan stepped forward, one on the left and the other on the right, and took Bibi Dong's hand.
Liu Xiulan looked at her with red eyes and put her hand into Qian Xunji's palm.
The two hands folded together and melted together with warmth.
"Qian Xun," Liu Xiulan looked at Qian Xunji and said word by word, "I leave Dong'er to you. You must treat her well and don't bully her."
Qian Xunji nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, mother-in-law, I will treat her well throughout my life."
Bi Dashan stood aside, silently raised his hand and patted Qian Xunji on the shoulder.
Qian Xunji looked at him and nodded.
Then he bent down and carried Bibi Dong on his back.
"Wow--!"
There was a cheer at the door.
Relatives and friends clapped, laughed and shouted, following them outside.
Qian Xunji carried Bibi Dong on his back and walked downstairs step by step.
His steps were steady and powerful, his head held high, like a warrior who had just obtained a rare treasure and couldn't wait to announce his joy to the world.
Bibi Dong lay on his back, put his hands around his neck, and buried his face in the crook of his neck.
The crowd surrounded the newcomers and left.
The room suddenly became quiet.
Bi Dashan and Liu Xiulan stood in front of the window, looking downstairs.
They saw Qian Xunji carrying Bibi Dong out of the house, saw him carefully putting his daughter into the eight-carriage sedan, saw the sedan bearers lifting the sedan, and saw the procession of welcoming the bride slowly setting off.
The sound of gongs and drums gradually faded away.
The red confetti from the firecrackers was still falling in the air, like a red snow.
Bi Dashan's eyes turned red.
He didn't speak, just stared at the retreating team and the sedan chair getting further and further away.
Tears fell silently.
"My dad, it's so close anyway. You can see him anytime you want."
Bi Dashan took a deep breath, raised his sleeves and wiped his eyes.
"Oh, yes."
"Close, very close."
"I just... just kind of..."
He couldn't speak any more.
Liu Xiulan took his arm.
"I know."
"I can't bear to part with it either."
The two stood in front of the window, looking in that direction. Jiujiu did not move.
It wasn't until the team completely disappeared from sight that Liu Xiulan sighed softly.
"Let's go, take the guests to the Spirit Hall for dinner."
Bi Dashan nodded and followed her downstairs.
The wedding team stopped at the door of the Spirit Hall.
The sound of firecrackers was deafening.
The palace door opened wide, and Cardinal led hundreds of guards, lined up on both sides.
The red ceremonial uniforms are particularly eye-catching in the sun, like two long red dragons.
Qian Xunji walked to the sedan and stretched out his hand.
"Dong'er, let's go."
Under the red hijab, Bibi Dong curled up the corners of her mouth.
She put her hand into his palm and used his strength to get out of the sedan.
Then she lay on his back.
Qian Xunji carried her on his back and stepped onto the long red carpet.
There were people standing on both sides - Spirit Hall and Soul Master, invited guests and ordinary people watching the excitement.
They were all watching, watching the Pope carrying his bride on his back and walking towards Temple of God step by step.
Bibi Dong lay on his back, quietly lifted his hijab, and took a look outside.
In the crowd, Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo stood together.
Bone Douluo looked at the backs of the newlyweds and suddenly turned to look at Ning Fengzhi.
"Fengzhi, it's time for you to start a family, right?"
Ning Fengzhi was stunned for a moment, "Uncle Gu Why did you suddenly say this?"
Bone Douluo sighed, "Brother's health is getting worse. He doesn't say anything, but in his heart he definitely wants to see you get married and Ning Clan have a successor."
Ning Fengzhi was silent for a while, "Uncle Gu, I want to manage the sect well first and then talk about these."
Bone Douluo looked at him, wanting to say something, but in the end he just shook his head.
"You always have a reason."
Ning Fengzhi smiled and did not answer.
Are you starting a family...?
He really hasn't thought about it yet.
Angel Temple is the core part of the Spirit Hall.
The statue of Angel God is enshrined here, and it is a holy place that only those who worship Angel Clan can enter.
At this moment, the palace door is wide open.
Qian Xunji carried Bibi Dong on his back and walked in step by step.
Inside the hall, candles are brightly lit.
The huge Angel God Statue stands on the high platform, with its golden wings spread out.
In front of the statue, Qian Daoliu stands with his hands behind his back.
He watched the newlyweds walk in with a faint smile on his face.
Behind him, several worshipers stood in a row--
Golden Crocodile, Lion, Guangling Douluo... are all the top players of the Spirit Hall.
Qian Xunji put Bibi Dong down gently.
The two stood side by side, facing Angel God Statue.
"Bow down to heaven and earth--" Elder Golden Crocodile stood aside and sang the salute loudly.
The two of them turned around and bowed deeply toward the palace door.
"Two thanks Angel God--"
The two of them turned around and bowed down to the statue.
"Husband and wife greet each other--"
The two stood facing each other.
She bowed slightly.
He also bowed slightly.
The two of them bowed to each other.
"The ceremony is completed--"
Qian Daoliu walked forward and looked at the newlyweds in front of him, his eyes full of joy.
"Xunji, Dong'er, I wish you and your wife can live in harmony and grow old together."
"Thank you... Dad."
After the ceremony, Qian Xunji picked up Bibi Dong again and walked towards the wedding room.
The hustle and bustle behind me gradually faded away.
The bedroom door was closed, blocking out all sounds.
Qian Xunji placed Bibi Dong beside the bed, but did not let go immediately.
"Dong'er."
"Huh?"