“No, no, no, no, no, not there…!!!”
At this moment, Mu Yao, who was lying on the bed, clutching the bedsheet and gritting her teeth with her eyes closed, suddenly cried out in alarm because of Jiang Huai’s strange movements. Jiang Huai let out a soft “Oh.” Just as she was about to speak again, suddenly…
Mu Yao’s body tensed up instantly, as if frozen for a few seconds, and then her entire body slumped down powerlessly, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth.
The wedding date with Mu Yao was at the end of the month.
Her wedding was held at the Mu Family, and Jiang Huai accompanied her to the Southern Region to pick a Phoenix Tail Flower.
In fact, after so many weddings, Jiang Huai had become a little numb, but Mu Yao was exceptionally happy. Looking at the smile on her face, he seemed to be infected, and for once, he didn’t tease her. He was gentle with her all day long. At night, Mu Yao was as obedient as a little kitten, whereas before, when he teased her, she would struggle and resist before bickering with him for a while.
But tonight, she was willing to do anything, and she wasn’t even angry when Jiang Huai teased her with his fingertips…
Before, she would have clutched the quilt tightly after being teased once and forbidden Jiang Huai from doing anything bad again. But tonight, she obediently straddled Jiang Huai, and instead of gently and slowly twisting her waist, she carefully tiptoed, grabbed the bedsheet, and used her fair and tender hands to push against his chest, moving up and down as fast as she could.
“You’re acting strange,” Jiang Huai said, reaching out to poke Mu Yao’s face.
It had been a week since they got married.
Mu Yao was lying on the lounge chair beside him. After being poked, she turned her head to look at him. “What’s strange?”
“You’ve been unusually well-behaved lately,” Jiang Huai said, poking her cheek again.
Normally, she would have pounced on him with bared teeth and claws if he poked her cheek. But now, she just looked at him with confusion, and then her eyes turned wistful. “What’s wrong with being good?”
“That’s true,” Jiang Huai thought. “I’m just a little unaccustomed to it.”
The next second, Mu Yao gently bit his finger, muttering in dissatisfaction, “Are you only satisfied if I bite you?”
“That won’t do,” Jiang Huai’s fingertips played with her delicate pink tongue again.
Mu Yao got up indignantly, reached out a finger, and brought it to his lips, extending it as far as possible into his mouth. Jiang Huai was poked in the throat. Just as he was about to look at her displeasantly, Mu Yao spoke, “This is how you bullied me last night!”
Alright, Jiang Huai had nothing to say and could only obediently shut his mouth.
Jiang Huai’s marriage plan now only had three people left.
Ji Qingxuan was now very happy staying in Luo Qingyu’s courtyard every day, having been nurtured into a little lazy cat. She would bask in the sun, drink tea, and occasionally practice her sword. She had no intention of becoming the heir to the throne of the Central Province. Being a happy good-for-nothing in the courtyard was clearly a great thing.
Jiang Huai had already begun preparing for Hu Hu’s wedding.
Hu Hu’s attitude towards marriage and Bai Li was similar. She felt that a small ceremony in the courtyard would suffice. She didn’t even want to invite her mother, feeling that her mother would snatch her food on her wedding night.
“Are you really not inviting her?” Jiang Huai asked again.
“Sigh, it’s okay. We, the Monster Clan, don’t really make a big deal out of weddings.”
“But your mother happens to want to travel to the Eastern Region during this time…”
“Then please invite her,” Hu Hu said with a look of despair.
Hu Hu’s wedding was held at the Tian Xuan Sect, in Wen Wanwan’s courtyard. Jiang Huai only had Chu Xianning as an elder, so she naturally acted as the witness. Su Qiang had also arrived to witness Su Qingyi’s wedding.
Perhaps the meaning of marriage for Su Qingyi was simply to be able to eat a table full of dishes made by Jiang Huai again, to be able to order specific dishes, and to monopolize Jiang Huai at night, cultivating however she wanted without worrying about anyone else competing for him.
Su Qiang had indeed come to the Eastern Region to travel out of boredom. She didn’t pester Jiang Huai for a tour or anything. After Su Qingyi got married, she quietly dragged him to the small grove in the backyard during the day for Companion Cultivation twice. She was especially careful about privacy, not even taking off her high heels, which gave Jiang Huai a strong sense of guilt.
Jiang Huai came to the courtyard and saw Ji Qingxuan fishing in the pond.
Jiang Huai sat down beside her. Before he could speak, Ji Qingxuan said calmly, “I won’t urge you to get married, so you don’t need to worry.”
“No,” Jiang Huai’s hidden thoughts were exposed, and he felt a little guilty. He took out a fishing rod and asked, “Then when do you think it’s appropriate for us to get married?”
“Whatever you want,” Ji Qingxuan’s tone was still faint, like a cat basking in the sun.
“You seem very indifferent…” Jiang Huai turned his head to look at her.
“If I pester you every day to urge you to get married, you’ll find me annoying. Now that I seem indifferent, you say I’m cold. How can you be so difficult to please?” Ji Qingxuan replied calmly.
Jiang Huai was speechless for a moment, choked by her words.
He silently made a note in his mental ledger, vowing to pay Ji Qingxuan back tonight.
“Actually, I’m not here to talk about marriage. I’ve made a small gift for you.”
Ji Qingxuan was slightly startled, then turned her head to look at him. “What?”
Jiang Huai took out a fox’s tail.
Ji Qingxuan tilted her head, but there was no shyness or annoyance on her cheeks. She just looked at him calmly. “Oh.”
Her reaction made Jiang Huai feel that there was no fun in it at all.
At least show some shame, please?
“What’s wrong?” Ji Qingxuan looked at Jiang Huai’s resentful expression and asked first.
“Can you act a little embarrassed?”
“I think compared to the jade beads you used to bully me last time, this tail should only be considered a toy. Do you think I should be embarrassed?” Ji Qingxuan said calmly.
Jiang Huai felt guilty again.
“Okay, I was just teasing you. This time it’s a real gift.”
Jiang Huai took out another delicate and slender anklet, which was golden, extremely gorgeous and exquisite. Although it was made of metal, it seemed to have the warmth of jade. This was something Jiang Huai had refined recently while studying the laws of heaven and earth for artifact refining, combining gold and jade, a major technical breakthrough with significant commemorative value.
Unfortunately, Ji Qingxuan still had that listless, tranquil, and indifferent expression. “You want me to wear this and serve you with my feet, right?”
“…” Jiang Huai suddenly didn’t want to talk to her anymore.
“Don’t rush,” Jiang Huai stood up again, flipped his wrist, and instantly produced a big red wedding dress, looking at Ji Qingxuan in front of him. “Then what do you think of this gift?”
“I don’t like red. I prefer the long dress like white gauze that Bai Jin wore at her wedding.”
“…” Jiang Huai suddenly felt a blockage in his chest.
“I’ll bring you another one next time,” Jiang Huai sighed softly. “Then I’ll give this one to you too.”
“It’s fine to satisfy you tonight by wearing it, it’s not a waste,” Ji Qingxuan calmly put it away. Jiang Huai looked at her fair and tender cheeks and sat down beside her again, this time leaning closer. “Kiss me.”
“Kiss me then,” Ji Qingxuan answered calmly.
Jiang Huai leaned closer and gently kissed her delicate pink lips. He watched her lips part and her delicate pink tongue entwine with his for a long time, until her lips glistened with moisture. When they parted, a blush of red could not be hidden on Ji Qingxuan’s cheeks.
“You’re blushing!”
“So all that jumping around was just to see me blush?” Ji Qingxuan looked at him calmly. “Are you satisfied now?”
“Not satisfied.”
“Then what else do you want to do?”
“I want to see you dance wearing the tail.”
“Can you now say such vulgar, despicable, and shameless things in such a calm tone?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll dance for you tonight,” Ji Qingxuan said calmly.
Her calm tone was one thing, but tonight, under the light of the Firefly Stones, swaying her fox tail was another. At that time, her cheeks were flushed with shyness and annoyance, and she glared at Jiang Huai as if she would never let him off lightly that night.
Tonight was another great battle, which ultimately ended with Jiang Huai’s narrow victory.
The wedding with Ji Qingxuan was held in the Imperial City of the Central Province.
The wedding banquet was extravagant and lively. Jiang Huai made another pure white wedding gown for Ji Qingxuan, which was completely different from Bai Jin’s previous one. Throughout the wedding banquet, Ji Qingxuan’s expression remained calm and indifferent. She always behaved like this in front of outsiders, not showing too much joy or sorrow.
However, she was unusually obedient at night, allowing Jiang Huai to do as he pleased, no longer fighting him for dominance. She even obediently put on those transparent crystal high heels, her fair and slender jade feet clearly visible.
Even more stimulating was when she said in a sweet voice that she couldn’t stand steadily, yet she was still forced to stand on tiptoes.
Autumn turned to winter.
Jiang Huai sat in the courtyard, counting on his fingers how many weddings he had held in the past year.
A total of seven.
His marriage plan now only had the last page left, but nothing had even begun yet. He now understood what karma was. In the past, when Mu Yao and Ji Qingxuan hinted at marriage, he played dumb and teased them. Now, when he hinted to Chu Xianning and the others about when to get married, Chu Xianning also played dumb.
It was all retribution.
The Tian Xuan Sect welcomed its first snow. Jiang Huai got up early, prepared exquisite pastries, lit the stove, and sat in the pavilion with Chu Xianning to admire the snow.
Just like every winter in the past.
Chu Xianning, in a white dress, sat quietly. The steam from the tea on the table was hazy. Jiang Huai hesitated several times, but Chu Xianning had already noticed and looked up at him calmly.
“What do you want to say?” she asked.
“I want to make another appointment for Companion Cultivation with Master.”
Chu Xianning turned her face away. She mentally calculated the days. The last time they had Companion Cultivation was seven days ago, which meant it had been a long time. So she replied in a low voice, “Tonight.”
Jiang Huai looked up at her.
Everything had a pattern.
Before, when he made an appointment with Chu Xianning, he could only get three days later. Recently, he could get two days later, and now it was directly tonight. Did this mean that everything was progressing step by step, and his wedding with Chu Xianning was not far off?
“Oh, right…”
Jiang Huai took out a pair of transparent crystal high heels specially made for Chu Xianning. Just as he was about to say that this was a gift for Master, Chu Xianning looked at him with a cold and disdainful expression.
Jiang Huai was stunned. Under her gaze, he immediately felt a little guilty.
“A few days ago, I was playing cards in Wen Wanwan’s courtyard and heard Ji Qingxuan say how you made her wear these crystal shoes to bully her.”
Jiang Huai’s eyes twitched slightly. “Master, there must be some misunderstanding.”
“Is that so?” Chu Xianning picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, saying calmly, “You wouldn’t want me to walk around wearing these shoes, would you? It’s just to satisfy your selfish desires.”
“Ah, this…”
Chu Xianning put down the teacup, her eyes cold, and her voice carried a faint chill and authority.
“Since you like it so much, then tonight you will be punished until you fill it up?”
Jiang Huai was already sweating profusely.
(End of Volume 4)
Volume 5 Linglong Dice and Red Bean
