"It's over."
At eleven that night, Baili Qingfeng returned to his own courtyard and let out a long sigh of relief.
Getting married was nothing like television made it seem. Instead of being filled with happiness and sweetness, it was exhausting.
Even though Second Grandfather Baili Changkong and a host of elders had handled most of the arrangements, Baili Qingfeng still felt as if he had fought Black True God for three days and three nights.
Throughout the entire process, he had been nothing more than a tool, carrying out each step one by one according to the elders' so-called wedding procedures.
Fortunately, this arduous day had finally come to an end.
Baili Qingfeng looked at the bed covered with a bright-red quilt, then flopped down onto it, unwilling to move.
"Qingfeng."
Shi Yiyi brought over a bottle of wine with two exquisite wine glasses perched on top and asked with a smile, "Would you like a drink?"
"Wine?"
Baili Qingfeng was taken aback.
Drinking leads to trouble.
But...
"Is this cross-cup wine?"
"People of our generation don't really do that anymore, but Grandpa and the others told us to. So we'll still..."
"All right."
Baili Qingfeng nodded.
After making it through the entire day's ceremonies, he didn't mind going through this final step.
However, when Shi Yiyi filled both glasses and handed one to Baili Qingfeng, he suddenly felt somewhat dazed.
He looked at Shi Yiyi, who had lived with him for several years now...
Because their cultivation had improved, the passage of several years had left no mark on her. Their eyes met, and she looked youthful and lovely.
Perhaps because she had put on makeup, her skin seemed even fairer than usual. Set against the glimmer in her eyes, it resembled a black obsidian gem.
She had