Wedding

Qin Wangchuan remained silent.

But this silence, in Qin Zhaoer's eyes, was more genuine than any promise.

She froze for a moment, then reacted, hastily wiping away her tears. Her still red eyes suddenly brightened, and her demeanor hardened.

"If you don't say anything, that means you agree!"

"I'll count to three, and if you don't say anything by then, it's settled!"

Before she could finish speaking, she had already started counting rapidly.

"One--"

"Three!"

"Okay! You agree!"

There wasn't even the slightest gap between the two numbers.

Qin Zhaoer made her decision decisively and confidently, as if the person with red eyes just now was not her at all.

Seeing her acting spoiled and changing her expression, Qin Wangchuan couldn't suppress the faint smile in his eyes.

He didn't expose her little trick; he simply nodded.

"Good."

Let's get married.

Upon receiving this confirmation, Qin Zhaoer's tense little face instantly broke into a wide smile.

Interestingly, the situation between the two subtly reversed at that moment.

Just now, Qin Wangchuan spoke calmly, Qin Zhaoer listened quietly.

But now, it was Qin Wangchuan who remained silent, while Qin Zhaoer circled around him, chattering on and on.

She circled around him, bouncing to his left one moment and slipping to his right the next, her mouth never stopping.

Like a clingy little bird.

Not only that.

As if afraid he would change his mind, Qin Zhaoer counted on her fingers the benefits of their marriage one by one.

"Think about it, once we're married, I'll have the right to cook for you, and I'll make you a different meal every day!"

"If your clothes get worn out or tattered, I'll mend them for you or make you new ones."

"Oh right! And I still need to do laundry!"

"And another thing, from now on, if anyone dares to come and bother you again, I will be your rightful wife. Let's see who dares to have the guts then—"

She became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke, her eyes sparkling, as if the days to come were already vividly unfolding before her eyes.

Qin Wangchuan listened absentmindedly, occasionally humming in agreement.

None of the benefits she listed were actually important to him.

What he wants, this Mortal World cannot give him; and what is in this Mortal World, he cannot take with him.

But seeing the girl in front of him counting on her fingers and calculating seriously, his last bit of resistance finally dissipated.

'... That's all.'

'It won't cause any delay.'

To onlookers, this scene was far more exciting than what had just transpired.

Jiang Zhuo and the others, who were originally waiting to see a good show of handsome men pursuing beautiful women, were all taken aback.

How did the winds of change so suddenly, turning into that headstrong girl who publicly "captured" the most popular person of the night?

After a moment of stunned silence, everyone burst into laughter.

"Great! This is going to be exciting!"

Congratulations!

The whistles and jeers were even louder than before, making Qin Zhaoer's face turn red, but she stubbornly refused to give in.

Wen Household's parents were also in the crowd.

The two exchanged a glance, but there was nothing unexpected about it.

And so, amidst the bonfire and the clamor, and witnessed by so many people, they continued their journey.

The marriage between the two was thus settled.

Getting married is not just something to talk about.

Qin Wangchuan thought, it's just a formality, keep it simple.

But when it came to Qin Zhaoer, it was a completely different story.

"A wedding can't be taken lightly!" Upon hearing his casual plan, Qin Zhaoer immediately bristled, hands on her hips, her face brooking no argument. "This is a once-in-a-lifetime event!"

"I want to have the most perfect wedding ever, the kind where no one can find a single flaw!"

Normally, he's the most easygoing person, but on this matter, he's as stubborn as an ox, refusing to compromise in the slightest.

Qin Wangchuan couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he had no choice but to let her do as she pleased.

This preparation took a full year.

Throughout that year, Qin Zhaoer devoted almost all her attention to that wedding.

She had to personally tailor the wedding dress, taste the wedding cakes herself, and oversee every single detail, from the route they would take on the day to the banquet they would set up. She was so busy she barely had time to breathe, but she enjoyed it all.

Life in town continued on, day after day.

Uncle Lu's noodle stall remained open as usual, and Qin Zhaoer would go there every few days to try out some new dishes. Her skills improved so much that even Uncle Lu admitted he couldn't compare.

Uncle Song still runs the blacksmith shop in the martial arts school. Occasionally, when he sees Qin Wangchuan, he will lament that Qin Wangchuan doesn't concentrate on forging.

Meanwhile, on Fan Yuan's side, the Soaring Tower's influence was growing stronger and stronger, and it had become one of the most powerful and influential entities in Qing Prefecture.

As for White Dew, who had disappeared for a long time, she would occasionally return to the town for a stroll, eat her fill of dates, and then leisurely wander back to the mountains.

And so the days slipped by, busy and mundane.

A year has passed in the blink of an eye.

The auspicious day that had been carefully chosen finally arrived.

On this day, half the sky over Willow Creek Town was ablaze with color.

Before dawn, the town was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, red silk ribbons were hung high, and the character for "happiness" was pasted all over the door lintels.

From the town entrance all the way to Qin Wangchuan's residence, the long street was covered with red felt, and both sides were piled with congratulatory gifts and tents, stretching as far as the eye could see.

In terms of the scale of wedding celebrations, Willow Creek Town, with its history of over a hundred years, has probably never seen anything like this.

Needless to say, the townspeople all came out to offer their congratulations.

People from neighboring towns and nearby villages, upon hearing that the "god of the Welcoming Deity Festival" was getting married, all brought their families to come, just to have a cup of wedding wine and share in this great joy.

Not to mention, there's also the Soaring Tower.

Fan Yuan personally led a group of experts from Soaring Tower to the scene.

This leader of one of the Great Power in Qing Prefecture was completely unpretentious today, running around taking care of everything and showing more concern than anyone else.

The congratulatory gift that was sent was shockingly generous.

Several large boxes were filled with gold, jade, and jewels, leaving the townspeople speechless with astonishment.

At the heart of this joyous occasion was the bride.

Qin Zhaoer wore a bright red wedding dress that she had personally tailored, adorned with a phoenix coronet and embroidered robes, and her head was adorned with pearls and jade.

The willful and arrogant girl of the past was gone; now, beneath the veil, was a bright and beautiful face adorned with rouge and makeup.

She sat upright, twisting the handkerchief in her hands. This person, who was usually fearless, was so nervous today that her palms were sweating and even her ears were bright red.

This day had been a full year in the making.

No.

Perhaps, it will take much longer than a year.