"Of course not."
Feng Jiuqing smiled radiantly. She did not seem particularly bothered by the wedding before her.
Long Shilin was merely a minor figure. So what if she was holding another wedding?
She still could not threaten Feng Jiuqing's position in Qin Jiuge's heart.
Now that Xiao Yan had left,
as long as Feng Jiuqing remained alive,
she was the one and only legitimate mistress of the Qin Household. Every woman left would have to bow their heads and humble themselves before her.
"Your Highness cultivates neither the Supreme Forgetfulness sword path, and he has always treated me quite well."
Feng Jiuqing's gaze toward Qin Jiuge carried a touch of tenderness. Yet she still felt somewhat uncomfortable with this occasion, so she simply chose to let what the eye did not see trouble the heart no longer.
Though it would not affect the foundation of his Great Dao, a woman's heart was as deep as the sea. No matter how one guessed, sometimes one could never fathom it.
Feng Jiuqing left, and the other Immortal Realm experts naturally departed one after another as well.
The Dragon Clan wedding banquet remained lively. Though the Immortal Realm experts had left, their prestige—and the congratulatory gifts they had brought—remained behind. Thus, the Dragon Clan and Qin Jiuge still made a tremendous profit from this.
"What, do you look a little reluctant to part with her?"
After all the guests had dispersed, inside the bridal chamber of the Dragon Clan headquarters' great hall, Long Shilin, dressed in bridal robes, blinked slightly after her red veil was lifted and tried to read Qin Jiuge's thoughts.
Qin Jiuge smiled faintly, his features filled with the clarity of one who had long seen through the world. "If I truly could not let go, I would have