Chapter 1790 (1/2)

The next day, under the leadership of Han Ling, Chen yaojianzong began to make preparations for the wedding banquet, and widely sent out invitation cards, which was a happy scene.

Seven days later

In the corridor of bieyuan, the disciples of chenyao sword sect can be seen everywhere. They are decorated with lanterns and red make-up for tens of miles. The carriages are arranged from the street to the end of the street. Although they walk slowly around chenyao sword sect, they are in good order. There are countless petals on the roadside. Even the trees on both sides of the street are hung with dense red lanterns. The disciples of chenyao sword sect, who maintain order, stand on both sides of the street The surnames got in the way. And these surging crowd in an endless stream, shoulder to shoulder, each head to watch a grand wedding party rarely seen in a hundred years.

In the front yard of the main hall of chenyao Jianzong, there were more than a hundred tables at this time.

Bai Chen and Lin Mengyao smile in front of people and look at them with smiles.

I'm very excited to see the legendary figure of Aolai Empire and the performance of the guests.

In particular, the Royal side also sent Princess long Xueting to congratulate her personally.

”Master Bai, I heard that you came back. I specially bought good tea from southern Xinjiang. Please accept it.” Although Long Xueting is highly esteemed as his royal highness, he is very respectful to Bai Chen, which makes foreigners see and understand the status of Chen Yao Zong now in this country.

If it were not for Bai Chen, long Ao would not have been a king. Even now, Chen Yao Jianzong is proud, and the royal family can't afford to offend him!

Therefore, long Xueting's attitude towards Bai Chen is normal and reasonable.

”Princess your highness, you can come, it has made me very proud.” Bai Chen is a mature man. In such a festival, he is the leader of a clan, and also the ”high hall” of yesuo and Cuiying. Naturally, he can't lose his dignity.

Lin Mengyao personally leads the way for long Xueting, waiting for her to enter the banquet. However, after a long time, the crowd becomes excited and noisy.

As soon as Bai Chen looks forward, he sees Bai Qilin coming from the door. Behind him, Wang Xiaoyu, Nie Feiyan and others follow him.

”Look, Emperor Wu of tianwu League actually came to congratulate him in person!” In the crowd, a man could not help but eyebrow a jump.

Smelling speech, the man with a mustache beside him immediately raised his chin with pride: ”bang, you don't understand. The Lord of chenyao sword sect was lurking in the tianwu League, and he is as close as the Emperor Wu now!”

”Tut, I know this. You don't have to show off!”

”Bang ~”

... ”

”Bai Chen, long time no see!” Bai Qilin came in a hurry laughing.

Bai Chen is also not polite, put his arms around his neck: ”OK, Emperor Wu is here today, please drink more with me! Let's not get drunk

”No, he can't drink...” Wang Xiaoyu urged him.

She knows how much Baichen drinks.

To this, Bai Chen is helpless but smile: ”sister-in-law madam is at ease, I have proper measure.”

Bai Chen is in a good mood. He takes Bai Qilin and Nie Feiyan to Han Ling's table. Everyone talks and laughs, and they are very happy.

Wang Xiaoyu sits beside Bai Qilin with her skirt. Seeing how happy her husband and Bai Chen are talking, she can't help looking into Bai Chen's eyes, full of gratitude.

At that time, she almost listened to her father's words and married the loser who took refuge in Tianxu League. Fortunately, Bai Chen suddenly appeared and forced her to marry Bai Qilin.

Although it is said that it is not sweet to force a change, but as time goes on, she is surprised to find that this melon is not another melon. As for whether it is sweet or not, she is the only one who knows.

”Bai Chen, how are you going to Beichen Empire? Is it fun there?” Nie Feiyan pulled her neck and asked.

Smell speech, white Qilin immediately eyebrow a vertical: ”flying swallow, pay attention to words.”

”Ah, we are all brothers of our own. What occasions do we have?”

Looking at Nie Feiyan's behavior, Lin Mengyao looks at Bai Chen in surprise.