Tonight, Jiang Huai stayed in the courtyard of Wen Wanwan. He first carefully measured Xu Qing’s size. Xu Qing obediently took off her clothes, wearing only her underwear, and he patiently measured her for a long time with a soft ruler. Finally, her cheeks flushed pink, she asked if he wanted her jade feet to serve him.
Little Huai of course did not refuse. Xu Qing’s movements were cautious, her cheeks shyly pink, especially cute.
At night, Xu Qing stayed in the room, snuggled in the quilt with him. However, after a short while, the door quietly opened, and Mu Yao sneaked in from outside the room. She suddenly pounced onto the bed, her petite body pressing down on Jiang Huai, her forehead against his, “I want a wedding dress too.”
“So sleepy, let’s measure in a few days.”
“Don’t lie to me.”
“When have I ever lied to you?”
“You’re a big liar.” Mu Yao puffed out her cheeks, but still obediently snuggled into the quilt. At this moment, she slept on the other side of Jiang Huai, and the quilt was warm and cozy.
In the early morning, Jiang Huai got up early. He would go to pick up Chu Xianning, so he returned to his own courtyard. Today, Chu Xianning was wearing a gorgeous pearl-white ruqun, her jet-black hair tied up, her posture cold and dignified. She stepped onto the Spirit Boat with Jiang Huai and headed towards Qingxuan Sect.
Today Jiang Huai was also wearing a bright red wedding dress. The Spirit Boat traveled at extreme speed, and after an hour, they arrived at the foot of Qingxuan Sect. At this moment, Qingxuan Sect was decorated with lanterns and streamers. Jiang Huai arrived at the Luo Yueguan courtyard, where Luo Qingyu was already waiting in a bright red wedding dress in the courtyard.
She was still wearing a red silk veil on her head. Jiang Huai walked up to her. Hearing his footsteps, Luo Qingyu got up almost instantly. She had extended her hand, waiting for Jiang Huai to take her away, but Jiang Huai had already lifted her entire body. Beneath her red dress, she wore gilded hollow high heels, her white and tender little feet snow-white and tender, her body soft and light.
Luo Yueguan lit the pre-prepared strings of red firecrackers. Amidst the crackling sound, Jiang Huai, holding Luo Qingyu’s soft and tender body, boarded the Spirit Boat. On the deck of the Spirit Boat, Luo Qingyu quietly lifted the red veil and watched the Qingxuan Sect below recede further and further.
Jiang Huai lowered his head slightly and asked softly, “Aren’t you a little reluctant?”
“Not at all.” Luo Qingyu put down the red veil again and nestled into Jiang Huai’s embrace. “From now on, I’ll be by Jiang Huai Gege’s side every day, and with Wanwan, Fufu, and the others, it will be much more interesting than Qingxuan Sect.”
“Indeed.” Jiang Huai was amused and exasperated. He placed Luo Qingyu by the table and began to take out the wedding gifts one by one. Xu Qing gave a hairpin, Mu Yao a chessboard, and Ji Qingxuan was more generous, gifting a peerless spirit pill. In addition, Wanwan gave Qingyu a red dress she sewed herself, Fufu gave her handmade pastries, and Su Qingyi gave her a flute. Bai Li pondered for a long time and gave Qingyu a pair of beautiful black glitter high heels. Jiang Huai also gave Luo Qingyu the spirit fruit Su Qiang had given.
Even Chu Xianning had prepared a gift for Luo Qingyu. Her gift was a pair of mandarin duck sachets she had personally embroidered, one for Luo Qingyu and one for Jiang Huai.
Luo Qingyu carefully packed them all away, her eyes bright and her cheeks flushed.
“So Qingyu blushes too.”
Jiang Huai hadn’t seen Luo Qingyu genuinely blush for a long time. It was probably because Luo Qingyu’s sense of shame was not high, and she often incited him to do naughty things in the courtyard. But now, Luo Qingyu’s cheeks were truly flushed. Hearing Jiang Huai teasing her playfully, Luo Qingyu let out a soft, coquettish hum, and her cheeks became even redder.
The Spirit Boat soon arrived at Tian Xuan Sect. Tian Xuan Sect was also decorated with lanterns and streamers. Even every tree on the mountain path was hung with red lanterns, and a red carpet was laid out. Jiang Huai held Luo Qingyu’s hand and accompanied her step by step up Guanxue Mountain, to the small courtyard he had already built for Luo Yueguan and Luo Qingyu.
At present, there were only three tables set up in the courtyard. One table was for Wen Wanwan and the other young ladies, another for Luo Yueguan, Chu Xianning, and other elders, and the third table was for Li Qiushan and some elders who had watched Jiang Huai grow up.
Jiang Huai had also invited Real Master of Snow Spirit. Luo Yueguan had also invited her friend from Qingxuan Sect, Real Master Zi Yuan, on this trip. As the auspicious time had not yet arrived, everyone simply sat down and waited. Luo Qingyu sat in the courtyard, chatting with Wanwan, Fufu, and the other sisters.
When the auspicious time arrived, Real Master Zi Yuan, another friend of Luo Yueguan, acted as the matchmaker for the two and presided over the wedding ceremony.
Jiang Huai led Luo Qingyu, who was wearing a red silk veil, to the hall. Luo Yueguan and Chu Xianning were already seated in front of them, serving as elders for the two. Jiang Huai was an orphan, with only his Master Chu Xianning, and Luo Qingyu had only Luo Yueguan as her mother.
Jiang Huai gently held Luo Qingyu’s small hand, her palm became very hot.
“First bow to heaven and earth.”
Jiang Huai and Luo Qingyu bowed.
“Second bow to the elders.”
Despite the circumstances, Jiang Huai felt a little strange when kneeling and kowtowing to Luo Yueguan and Chu Xianning.
Luo Yueguan crossed her legs at the moment, the sharp tip of her high heels not far from Jiang Huai, and her delicate white ankle beneath her skirt was smooth and snow-white.
Real Master of Snow Spirit beside them brought them tea. Jiang Huai picked up the teacup and offered it to Luo Yueguan. Luo Qingyu picked up her teacup and respectfully walked up to Chu Xianning, her voice soft and gentle, “Aunt Chu, please have some tea.”
Chu Xianning took the teacup and took a sip.
Luo Yueguan glanced at Chu Xianning beside her and was suddenly surprised to discover that Chu Xianning seemed to have shed her usual coldness today. Her eyebrows and eyes had become exceptionally gentle, so much so that Luo Yueguan was momentarily dazed, as if she were a stranger.
“Husband and wife bow to each other.”
Jiang Huai and Luo Qingyu turned to face each other. Luo Qingyu’s face was still covered by the red silk veil. She bowed to Jiang Huai. Purple Yuan Zhenren’s voice came to her ears, “The ceremony is complete.”
Jiang Huai reached out and gently removed the red silk veil from Luo Qingyu’s head. At this moment, he realized that Luo Qingyu’s eyes were a little teary. He slowly leaned closer, reaching out his hand. Luo Qingyu immediately threw herself into his embrace.
He reached out and gently stroked Luo Qingyu’s back. But leaning in Jiang Huai’s embrace at this moment, Luo Qingyu’s tears seemed to become even more surging. After crying for a while on his chest, she finally contained her tears and looked up. Her eyelashes were still stained with tears, but she had already gently closed her eyes, her delicate pink lips pouting slightly. Jiang Huai leaned closer and lightly kissed her delicate pink lips.
Luo Qingyu slowly opened her eyes, her voice soft, “Jiang Huai Gege…”
“Shouldn’t you change your address to husband now?”
“Qingyu wants to call you Jiang Huai Gege.” Luo Qingyu rubbed her face against his chest for a while more, wiping away the tears on her cheeks, then took Jiang Huai’s hand and returned to their seats at the dining table. The wine pot in front of them was fragrant, and exquisite dishes were served one after another. The courtyard gradually became lively, with the sounds of clinking glasses and exchanging cups ceaselessly.
Jiang Huai and Luo Qingyu stood up and toasted cup after cup of wine. By the time Luo Qingyu could barely stand steady, she leaned her head on Jiang Huai’s shoulder when they returned to the table. Jiang Huai held his chopsticks and fed her small mouthfuls of food.
The wedding ceremony was completely over. Jiang Huai carried the drunken Luo Qingyu back to the room that had already been prepared for her in the courtyard. Luo Qingyu’s body was placed on the bed, and he said softly, “Qingyu, take a nap first?”
“Jiang Huai Gege… Come stay with Qingyu, we haven’t… consummated the marriage yet.” Luo Qingyu lifted her little leg and used her white and tender little feet to hook Jiang Huai’s waist, not allowing him to run away. Jiang Huai was instantly amused and exasperated. At this moment, Luo Qingyu’s eyes seemed to be much brighter. Luo Qingyu had not even taken off her high heels below her ankle, but her body had already been pulled onto the bed by Luo Qingyu.
Jiang Huai leaned in and kissed her delicate pink lips. His fingertips crawled up along her skirt hem. The girl’s underwear was quickly pulled down to her knees. It was a little inconvenient to wear a skirt like this, but Luo Qingyu quickly lifted her slender legs and extended her hands to hug her own white and tender calves. This way, the skirt hem fell down, making things much easier.
At this time, it was actually still daytime, but it was not the first or second time Jiang Huai and Luo Qingyu had done something bad during the day. After satisfying Qingyu, Luo Qingyu closed her eyes in a daze. Jiang Huai covered her with the quilt and said softly, “Take a nap.”
“Mmm.” Luo Qingyu obediently closed her eyes.
Jiang Huai walked through the long corridor and returned to the courtyard where the wedding banquet was held. Li Qiushan and the elders had already left, leaving Wen Wanwan and the other sisters drinking. It seemed they were in particularly high spirits today. Su Qingyi was the happiest among them. Such fine wine was not often tasted, and today it seemed that no matter who she asked to drink with, she would not be refused. When Jiang Huai arrived and sat down at the wine table, all eyes fell on him.
So, one wine cup after another was raised. The girls seemed to have conspired beforehand. Jiang Huai of course could not refuse, and drank cup after cup until he too was so drunk that he lost consciousness. He was carried by Luo Yueguan to Luo Qingyu’s room, where they were placed together, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
In the courtyard, Luo Yueguan was strolling through her small courtyard with Chu Xianning.
Jiang Huai had put a lot of thought into this courtyard, decorating it to suit Luo Yueguan’s preferences. After getting tired of strolling, they sat down in the bamboo forest in the backyard. Luo Yueguan’s white and tender legs dangled gently as she looked at Chu Xianning, who was sitting quietly beside her, and said softly, “Now that Jiang Huai is married, what are your plans for the future?”
“Go with the flow,” Chu Xianning replied calmly.
“I thought you would change a little after losing your virginity, but you’re still this indifferent and uncompetitive.” Luo Yueguan’s tone was filled with a little melancholy. Then she leaned closer to her and said playfully, “How was the taste of being with your only personal disciple, the child you raised since you were young?”
Chu Xianning glanced sideways at her, knowing that she just wanted to see her shy and flustered look. She had already guessed that Luo Yueguan would ask this, so her expression was still calm and cool. However, after a moment, she suddenly thought of something, and the corner of her lips curled up slightly, she said indifferently, “I like it very much.”
This time, it was Luo Yueguan who was somewhat stunned. She stared straight at Chu Xianning for several seconds, and finding that Chu Xianning’s cheeks were not the slightest bit pink, she began to try to increase the intensity, “Were you the one in control, or was he on top of you…”
Chu Xianning tilted her chin slightly, “Naturally, I was in control.”
“Ew… You… I’m afraid you’d soften up and be kneaded at will with just a few twists of your waist?”
Chu Xianning turned her face away.
Luo Yueguan seemed to have found Chu Xianning’s weakness at once and was about to increase the intensity when Chu Xianning suddenly asked her, “Does it feel good to dance with a fox tail on?”
Luo Yueguan’s face immediately turned red, and she stuttered for a long time, unable to speak. This was a counter-attack strategy that Jiang Huai had prepared for Chu Xianning long ago. If Luo Yueguan did not attack Chu Xianning, Chu Xianning would never use it. Now that it was spoken, Luo Yueguan was choked for a long time. Chu Xianning snorted coldly, and a fox tail suddenly appeared behind her, lightly brushing Luo Yueguan’s cheek.
Luo Yueguan was stunned, “Where did you get a fox tail?”
She even tried to grab Chu Xianning’s fox tail and pull it, but in the next moment, she was met with Chu Xianning’s shy and annoyed gaze. She suddenly realized that the tail was on Chu Xianning’s back, and she was immediately envious.
“I won’t tell you,” Chu Xianning replied indifferently. But the next moment, Luo Yueguan hugged her big tail and started acting spoiled, “Tell me, tell me, I want one too.”
