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"I couldn't find the stove —" Zhong Qing lowered his head guiltily. "Last night, I wanted to clean your hands and make you some soup, but after searching for a long time, I couldn't find the stove, the claypot, or even the thing that lit the fire …" She was really useless, right?

It wasn't because she wanted to be his wife, but since she did, she wanted to be as good a wife as possible.

She would always do everything seriously. This was her attitude towards life.

Yang Yu was about to scratch his head again, how could he forget that the one he married was an antique from 1800 years ago. He was counting on her to cook for him, unless his standard of living here had deteriorated by hundreds or thousands of years.

"I know how to cook, I really know how to cook. If you tell me where the stove is, I'll guarantee that you'll be able to eat steaming hot food within an hour." That was important, she thought. She needed to emphasize it.

"Forget it, forget it. Let the secretary prepare when you get back to the company. You can stay at home by yourself." If you have nothing better to do, don't run around. If you get hit by a car, I won't take responsibility! " Asking the old witch to 'take her granddaughter in' for five years wasn't a guarantee that she would always be on her guard and pay attention to her safety.

But was it really okay to leave her alone in the house?

In this place, she was like a newborn baby, ignorant of the world. Without his care, she would have trouble filling her stomach and traveling.

Well, that's not his business. If he were to interfere with her now, wouldn't she have to pester him in the future to teach her and teach her? He shuddered at the thought of teaching a twenty-year-old baby how to cross the street, how to use the stove, even how to get into the bathroom. Although there was some tofu in it, he wasn't the kind of person who became crazed with hunger and didn't have any interest in her.

With that, Yang Ke went straight back to his bedroom. Thinking of his warning, he stopped at the door.

He put on his suit, tied his tie, picked up his briefcase and walked out.

Love followed again.

"Why are you following me? What? Are you not willing for me to leave?"

"Hm, hm ~ ~" Zhong Qing actually nodded.

"You're already reluctant to leave me in just a day?" He knew that his charm had always been great, but to be able to capture the heart of this little antique so quickly was rather surprising.

Because yesterday, I don't know who, their marriage ceremony absent-minded, completely out of shape. He had thought that all the young mistresses had the same opinion of him and liked the weak and scholarly type. He had not expected her to fall for him, a 'bad guy'.

In a daze, the scene that happened in the church yesterday clearly appeared in Yang Ke's mind.

….

In the solemn western-styled auditorium.

The priest looked at the most peculiar couple of the century and began excitedly to ask about their vows.

"I want to ask the same question as the other two. This is a very long question, so please answer after you finish listening."

"Mr. Young from the twenty-first century, would you like to marry Miss Loving, live with her as she was taught by the Bible, be one with her before God, love her, comfort her, protect her as you love yourself? Be she sick or healthy or rich or poor, be she loyal to her until she leaves the world? "

Yang Dong scoffed, and pursed his lips, solemnly and affectionately promising: "I'm willing to —"

The priest looked at the bride of the day. She had her head down as she fiddled with her wedding dress. The wedding dress covered her body tightly, making it airtight. However, she was extremely nervous as if she wasn't wearing any clothes at all. A pair of hands wandered about, not knowing where to put them.

"Miss Love from the Three Kingdoms, would you be willing to marry Mr. Yang and live with him according to the teachings of the Bible, become one with him before God, love him, comfort him, respect him, and protect him as you love yourself? Whether he is sick or healthy, rich or poor, remain loyal to him until he leaves the world? "

Zhong Qing looked troubled. Once he agreed to such an oath, he could not go back on his words. Had it really been decided? If not, I don't know when it will be time to return. In response to her tears, she had to be a villain who would break his word and easily promise.

"I... "I'm willing..."

"Now we have to exchange rings as a keepsake for marriage. The ring is gold, which means that you have to give your most precious love, like the most precious gift, to the other party. Gold never rusting, never fading, means your love lasts forever. Is round, represents unreserved, has no beginning and no end, never breaks. "

What a beautiful vow, the love to hear these sentimental words, can not help but be fascinated by it. Her marriage, the words of her parents' matchmakers, the worship of heaven and earth, the worship of high places, couples, how could she possibly have these touching oaths?

However, it would be great if the person standing next to him was his brother Lou.

"Mr. Yang, please follow me one sentence at a time, this is the wedding token I gave you, I want to marry you … …"

"This is the wedding token I gave you. I want to marry you, love you, protect you. Be it rich or poor, good or bad, sick or healthy, I am your faithful husband. "

Yang Dong was extremely cooperative. After the priest finished reciting the oath, his eyes were also staring at his bride, but he did not look at her in the end.

The Cleric saw that there was something strange about this pair of newbies. However, this wasn't something he could manage. He shook his head, thinking that he might have seen wrongly. After dispelling the thought that had inexplicably risen in her heart, she looked at Zhong Qing and continued: "Miss Zhong Qing, please follow me one sentence at a time: This is the wedding present I want to give you, I want to marry you …"

Her lovable eyebrows couldn't help but twitch. She didn't expect her heart to break and could only hypnotize herself, retelling her in a stiff manner.

"This is the wedding token I gave you. I want to marry you, love you, protect you. Be it rich or poor, good or bad, sick or healthy, I am your faithful wife. "

The corner of the Cleric's eyes twitched. Why did he feel that this couple wasn't very willing to become husband and wife? Could it be that the nearly two thousand years of disparity between time and space had created a huge generation gap between the two of them?

However, none of this was something he was supposed to care about, the priest once again convinced himself.

"Both of you, please follow me. Wherever you go, I will also go …"

"... "Where do you want to stay? I want to stay there too …"

"..." Your country is my country, and your god is my god. "

After reading a long section of the oath, he finally reached the final part.

Yang loosen his tie, this damn wedding, it's finally over.

Zhong Qing also let out a long sigh, sighing with emotion: This modern wedding ceremony was not as easy as the one she had!

"According to the Bible, I declare you husband and wife. God has cooperated with us, and we cannot be separated. "

The wedding ceremony was completed, and the trial marriage between Yang and his wife, which spanned two thousand years, began!

… ….