Two days later, the Jiang family hosted a banquet for relatives and friends. Zhou Xinyan wore a beautiful red knitted qipao and happily toasted the uncles, aunts, brothers, and sisters-in-law. The villagers all said the bride was beautiful, polite, and dignified. Jiang Hao was truly fortunate.
The village banquet was lively without being extravagant. Even though Jiang Hao was worth billions, he still had to follow the village rules and could not overstep too much. Otherwise, it would make things difficult for others in the future. No one was above reason.
Even so, the past two days had been quite exhausting. That night, lying in bed, Jiang Hao said, "Getting married really is hard work. It's not physical exhaustion—it's mental exhaustion."
Zhou Xinyan rolled her eyes at him. "Wasn't I the one arranging most of it?"
Jiang Hao immediately moved closer and massaged Zhou Xinyan's shoulders and legs. "I know my wife has worked hard. You're now Jiang He and Yanzi's favorite sister-in-law, and our parents' favorite daughter-in-law."
"Hmph, at least you understand."
"Wife, does tonight count as our wedding night?"
"What are you trying to do? I'm tired."
"Lady cultivator, would this Daoist invite you to ascend to a wondrous realm and share bliss together?" Jiang Hao said, his massaging hands beginning to wander.
"Lecherous Daoist, watch this immortal maiden take you down."
After cultivating for half a shichen, the two finally stopped and cuddled sweetly together. Zhou Xinyan suddenly said, "Husband, I saw in the Sect Classics that there are rituals for a Taoist Wedding Ceremony. What do you think about making our wedding a Taoist Wedding Ceremony?"
Jiang Hao had never considered it before. "Then all your previous arrangements will go to waste. Your wedding dress, diamond necklace, and the wedding company's plans will probably all have