Chapter 1864 - 1860: Redder Than the Wedding Dress Are the Maiden’s Cheeks (Second Update)
Chapter 1864: Chapter 1860: Redder Than the Wedding Dress Are the Maiden’s Cheeks (Second Update)
This scene also caused the Great Elder and others of the Dragon Clan, who disembarked from the dragon boat later, to chuckle helplessly.
"The Great Princess said to keep her in check a bit, but just look at the Second Princess with her menacing aura. Who dares to manage her?" A Dragon Clan elder said with a face full of sorrow.
The Great Elder of the Dragon Clan sighed softly, "Let’s take it step by step. Although the Second Princess has a fiery temper, she should still have basic decorum."
Saying this, the elders of the Dragon Clan hurriedly followed her.
After they left, the whole venue burst into excitement.
"Wow, things sure got lively, the Second Princess of the Dragon Clan also came!"
"Tsk tsk, this Second Princess of the Dragon Clan is no pushover. Just wait and see, this wedding is definitely not going to go smoothly, maybe something will go wrong even before it starts."
Ao Yi’s arrival was like pouring a ladle of cold water into hot oil, instantly causing the already lively situation to boil over.
Countless members of the Demon Race were eagerly waiting, ready to watch this rare "excitement."
But unexpectedly, nothing happened. Ao Yi did not directly go to settle accounts with Huyue. On the contrary, she quietly stayed, seemingly preparing to attend the wedding.
This scene left many people stunned.
What is going on?
Could it be that this Second Princess has changed her ways?
Even Huyue was bewildered upon receiving the news.
Recent events had all been beyond his imagination.
First, the Great Elder agreed to the marriage without hesitation, followed by Ao Yi’s unusual behavior, which was expected to cause a ruckus.
This all led him to harbor deep suspicions.
"Old Xue, don’t you think recent events have been a bit strange?"
"Strange? What’s strange about them?"
"I can’t pinpoint it, just feel something’s not right."
Xue An patted his shoulder, speaking earnestly, "You lad, could it be that you’re about to get married and are so happy you’re disoriented?"
"Get lost!"
Huyue laughed and cursed, then lowered his head, frowning in thought.
Strange, what’s really not right?
Could it be that my luck has changed recently?
Just as his mind was full of doubts, Xue An patted his shoulder again.
"Oh, Old Xue, don’t annoy me, I’m trying to think!" Huyue said impatiently.
At this moment, a timid voice came over.
"Hu... Huyue."
It was Ah Rou’s voice.
Huyue immediately looked up, and then froze.
Because standing in front of him was Ah Rou dressed in a fiery red bridal gown.
Even redder than the bridal gown was Ah Rou’s cheeks.
She timidly kept her head down, her hands nervously kneading at the corners of her gown, causing the sparkling crystals on her bridal wear to refract dazzling lights as her body slightly trembled.
Huyue was stunned.
Not only because of this gown, painstakingly crafted by dozens of top craftsmen working sleeplessly, but because of Ah Rou’s myriad charms when she lowered her head.
It is no exaggeration to say that at this moment, Ah Rou perfectly met all of Huyue’s fantasies about a woman.
He gazed at her with ardent eyes, and the more he looked, the lower Ah Rou’s head sank, the redder her face became, and the more her body trembled.
Finally, she managed to say with great difficulty, "Lo... looks good?"
Huyue snapped back to reality, nodding like a bobblehead, "Looks good, too good, freakin’ awesome!"
Overwhelmed with excitement, Huyue was at a loss for words.
Ah Rou gave him a sideways glance, half-teasing, half-joyful, her cheeks a rosy hue, her lips slightly parted, "Fool!"
Huyue giggled foolishly.
He could only giggle foolishly now.
Just then, the weaver responsible for crafting the bridal gown approached, smiling, "Master Hu, are you satisfied with this gown?"
"Satisfied, satisfied! It’s even better than I imagined."
"Hehe, in order to make the bridal gown on time, I exerted every effort, even invited my grandmaster, just so your wedding would not be delayed and everything would be perfect," the weaver, still full of charm, said with a smile.
Huyue gave a thumbs up, "No doubt about it, consider this a favor I owe you. If there’s anything you need from me, just say it!"
The weaver smiled even brighter.
Compared to material compensation, Huyue’s promise was more precious.
Because he was none other than the heir to the Qingqiu Fox Country, a top expert among the Demon Race.
"Not only have we prepared the bride’s attire, but your clothes are also ready. Please try them on!"
"Okay, okay, okay!"
Overcome with happiness, Huyue eagerly followed the weaver to change clothes.
Leaving Ah Rou alone.
Xue An cleared his throat softly and was about to leave.
Though he was very close to Huyue, Ah Rou was, after all, Huyue’s wife, and since Huyue wasn’t here, he had to avoid any misunderstandings.
Just as he was about to turn and leave, Ah Rou suddenly said in a soft voice, "Lord Red Lotus, please stay a moment."
"Hmm? Is there something you need, Miss Ah Rou?" Xue An paused.
Ah Rou hesitated for a moment, then finally raised her head and said with a solemn expression, "Lord Red Lotus, is there anything you’re hiding from us?"
"Why do you say that?"
"Because this wedding was so rushed, you came out of the Jade Tower after just a short while, and the Great Elder, who should have stopped all of this, also agreed very readily."
Saying this, Ah Rou bit her lip, "So... has something happened to the Great Elder?"
Xue An was taken aback.
This ill-fated young woman, who usually seemed unremarkable, had guessed the truth with just one sentence.
It showed how intelligent she really was.
Xue An’s silence confirmed Ah Rou’s suspicion, and her face showed concern.
"Is it serious?"
Xue An nodded, "Very serious."
Ah Rou said nothing, and after a long time, she finally lowered her head, "Can Huyue accept it when the time comes?"
Xue An sighed softly, "I don’t know, but as the heir to the Fox Clan, he must accept all of this."
Ah Rou nodded, "I understand, thank you!"
With that, she turned and left.
Xue An watched her slender back and couldn’t help but sigh again.
"Huyue, this girl, is far smarter than you imagine!"
Just as he was marveling at that, he suddenly felt a familiar stirring.
Xue An was slightly taken aback, then a smile appeared on his face as he looked up into the distant void.
At that moment, several streaks of light swiftly approached, arriving near Xue An almost in the blink of an eye.
When they landed, the leader was a ragged old man wearing a tattered Taoist robe.
And then the old man laughed heartily, "Brother Xue, I rushed over as soon as I got the invitation. What do you say? Am I on time?"
Xue An also laughed, "Of course, you’re not late."
Then Xue An looked at the girl behind the old Taoist, nodding slightly, "Miss Wei!"𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
Wei Rulan blushed and hurriedly bowed, "My Lord!"
Indeed.
The visitor was none other than Zhuge Cang, known as the greatest swindler in the Multiverse.
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