A moment later, when they emerged again, they had changed into brand-new crimson wedding robes.
Li Xiaoyu stood tall and straight, his features refined, while his sharp eyes were now filled with tenderness.
Lu Xueqi was graceful and slender, her beauty breathtaking, a captivating flush rising on her usually cool and aloof face.
Standing side by side, they looked like a perfect pair, radiating happiness.
That radiance made the entire little courtyard pale in comparison.
"Good, good, good."
Shang Zhengliang looked at them, his eyes full of pride and gratification.
As Master Shuiyue looked at her disciple, who was about to become a wife, warmth also welled up in her cool eyes.
She took a jade-green hairpin made from Tear Bamboo out of her storage pouch. A phoenix was carved into its shaft.
"Xueqi."
She walked up to Lu Xueqi and gently inserted the jade hairpin into her bun.
"This is your master's wedding gift to you."
"I hope that from this day onward, you will be like this phoenix, flying wing to wing with your beloved, never to part."
Her voice was full of tenderness and blessings.
"Master."
Lu Xueqi looked at her, and the tears in her eyes could no longer be held back.
She reached out and tightly embraced the master who had raised her from childhood and treated her as her own.
"Thank you, Master."
Her voice choked with emotion.
Master Shuiyue also reached out and gently patted her back.
"Silly child."
"Stop crying."
"Today is your wedding day. You should be smiling."
As she spoke, her own eyes reddened as well.
Watching this moving scene, Shang Zhengliang was filled with emotion.
He turned and fixed his gaze on the young man whose eyes were also reddened.
"Xiaoyu."
"Who would have thought that, after all this