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In fact, this is no longer the wedding costume of the Han Dynasty. The costumes of the Han Dynasty were too solemn. The costumes of him and Jin Shanshan adopted the classics of all Chinese dynasties, but these can be called Han costumes.

After putting on wedding clothes, makeup, and various jewelry, Liu Zhiyuan was ready and was just waiting for the auspicious time to go out to pick up the bride.

At this time, the TV camera began to play the scene over Jin Shanshan's side. After bathing and changing clothes, Jin Shanshan was sitting in front of the dressing table, and several women in ancient costumes were helping her put on makeup.

After combing her hair, stroking her eyebrows, applying powder, and looking at herself in the mirror with her phoenix crown and rosy crown, Jin Shanshan fell into memories. She knew that she would get married sooner or later, and she also fantasized about the person she would marry in the future.

What kind of girl would she like to marry in the future, and whether she would be good to her? As Liu Zhiyuan grew up day by day, she gradually developed a different kind of affection for the boy she grew up with.

But she really never thought about marrying Liu Zhiyuan. The two families were too familiar, and Liu Zhiyuan never expressed this intention. When Liu Zhiyuan went to Japan to study, no one knew that she was buried in the quilt and cried.

One night.

The separation lasted for 2 years, and she gradually accepted the result. Maybe from now on, they would be the most familiar strangers. He would find a girl he likes, and she would marry someone else.

Unexpectedly, Liu Zhiyuan proposed to her as soon as he came back. At that moment, she didn't know how to express her joy. Two years had not made her forget Liu Zhiyuan, but she missed him even more.

After that, the two of us came together naturally. We were lonely in Hong Kong, but she could understand and accept it. At least it was much better than the unrequited love before.

When her father told her that Liu Zhiyuan was going to hold their wedding next month, she stayed up all night, thinking about life after marriage and whether their first child would be a boy or a girl.

..

"Ms. Jin, I know you are happy, can we laugh after putting on makeup?"

Jin Shanshan came to her senses instantly, with two blushes appearing on her face.

"Sorry, I stopped laughing."

It's so embarrassing. This is a global live broadcast. You can't be laughed at...

"When the peach is born, its flowers are shining brightly. When the son returns, it will be suitable for his family."

"When the peach is born, it will be like a peach. When the son returns, it will be suitable for his family."

"When the peach is young, its leaves are pure. When the son returns, it will be a good time for his family."

TV stations around the world were frozen in the image of Jin Shanshan smiling sweetly, a few lines of poetry slowly emerged, and the commentators began a new round of explanations.

"Ms. Jin, put on rouge."

Jin Shanshan thanked her softly, took out a piece of rouge paper from her makeup box, put it between her lips and sipped it.

"The good time has come!"

"play music..."

The sound of firecrackers and music rang, and Liu Zhiyuan, wearing a red robe, rode on a tall white horse and was led by someone as he walked towards Jin Shanshan's home.

The entire welcoming procession was 1 kilometer long, with people carrying sedan chairs, people holding celebration signs, people carrying burdens, and people performing music... The time has come to test the strength of journalists from all over the world. Whoever captures the shocking scene in front of them will win the prize.

The TV ratings are high.

This section of the road is not very close. Now Lujiazui is far from the city center of Shanghai in later generations. Along the way, the bearers changed three times and the music players changed twice. I don’t know how much wedding candy was scattered.

Gradually, the procession of welcoming the bride is getting bigger and bigger, and many local Shanghainese have joined the procession. They want to see which girl is so lucky that the man can hold such a grand wedding.

"The groom is here!"

"The groom is here for the kiss!"

"..."

Before reaching Jin Shanshan's home, Liu Zhiyuan heard the noise there. Li Huagui and Robin Li hurried forward. Even if Chinese people get married now, such a process is indispensable.

No matter how simplified it is, the door ceremony is an indispensable process for Chinese weddings, and the only people around Liu Zhiyuan who can do this are Li Huagui and Robin Li.

Who let the Han Dynasty have them? They are both talented and beautiful. Ma Huateng is the person in charge of the wedding and can't come. And in terms of appearance, he can't compare to Li Huagui and Robin Li.

Jack Ma, his talent and adaptability are enough, but...

Chen Guoqiang and others are all boring gourds who can't beat a fart with three sticks. They can't do this kind of work. Zhang Jiahao has enough appearance and adaptability, but he is too ruffian and frivolous, which is not suitable.

After picking and choosing, I picked out two people, Li Huagui and Robin Li. They had the same poem about opening the door for thousands of years. The door crack opened, but it was so beautiful to think that I could just walk in like this.

Even Li Huagui and Robin Li were sweating profusely in dealing with the troubles made by the aunts and grandmothers. They finally opened the door and Liu Zhiyuan was stopped again.

"You have to let us know your intentions, otherwise we won't let you in."

This requires Liu Zhiyuan to take action himself. How many of the new uncles can easily marry off the bride?

"I don't have much talent, so I'll just use a line from an ancient love song to express it."

Liu Zhiyuan straightened his expression.

"I want to know you. My long life will never fade. Mountains have no edges. Rivers are exhausted. Winter thunder shakes. Summer rains and snows. Heaven and earth are united. I dare to be with you."

At this time, Liu Zhiyuan didn't know how to write any original poems, and he couldn't come up with any. As for asking those masters of Chinese studies to write a few poems, there was no need, the ones from the ancients were just fine. Anyway, they were not written by himself, and it didn't matter who he used.

The ancient poems have been badly analyzed. Fortunately, the commentators can tell the audience what they mean. It is too tight to write a new poem now.

"You've passed the test."

"Thank you."

Liu Zhiyuan slightly bent over and raised his hands before walking into the door. However, entering the door did not mean that he could enter Jin Shanshan's boudoir. After making things difficult again, Liu Zhiyuan finally saw Jin Shanshan.

Jin Shanshan, who was dressed in a red robe and covered with a red hijab, was sitting beside the bed. Jin Zhongguo walked up to Liu Zhiyuan and looked at him with a dark and complicated look.

"Treat her well, you..."

"Forget it, just pick it up."

Jin Zhongguo knew that it would be superfluous to say anything at this time, so why bother adding more trouble? He sighed softly and left the room.

"Bata..."

"Bata..."

"Bata..."

Jin Shanshan's tears fell down under her red hijab, and Liu Zhiyuan walked to her side and whispered.

"She won't be pretty if she wears makeup if she cries. If we can see each other often, the two elders will have to take care of our children in the future."

After persuading her for a while, Jin Shanshan stopped crying. Liu Zhiyuan squatted in front of her and put her hands around his neck.

"Hold up, we're going home."

As soon as Jin Shanshan was carried on his back, Robin Li shouted loudly towards the door.

"The bride is out of the palace!"

"Snapped..."

"Snapped..."

"Snapped..."

The sound of firecrackers and music sounded instantly. Amidst the blessings, Liu Zhiyuan came to the sedan chair carrying Jin Shanshan on his back.