"Bow to each other as husband and wife."
Zheng Qi's resonant voice rang out again, and the bride and groom bowed slightly, slowly saluting each other.
Finally, the wedding ceremony was completed.
Zhao Jun gazed intently at the beauty in red, his expression gentle, like a crane returning to the solitary mountain, the person had arrived.
"The ceremony is complete, escort the bride to the bridal chamber."
As the voice fell, the person was supported and moved step by step out of the main hall, heading to the new marital room.
Beside them, Ye Zhi watched thoughtfully, turning her head in disbelief, "Xiao Chen, I didn't expect Sister Lu He to marry so quickly, sigh. Truly, once a woman grows up, she can't be kept around~"
Today, Ye Zhi styled her hair into a startled swan bun, adorned with pearl lotus and green jade hairpins, dressed in a silk pink long skirt with red floral patterns, a slender waist hung with a jade pendant, showcasing a girl's graceful figure.
