Offering Him Another Woman at His Wedding (1 / 2)

At those words, Jia Xingtian raised his eyes and looked in the direction Yun Shan was pointing.

Beneath the afternoon sunlight, a figure dressed in red silk strode grandly toward them from the left side of the hall entrance, stepping through the light.

Another figure, supported by attendants on either side, approached from the right side of the entrance, moving against the sunlight as she gracefully entered the Misty Cloud Sect Main Hall.

They happened to meet at the entrance, and both slowed their steps, deliberately entering the main hall together.

Chen Yang wore a festive, bright red silk robe embroidered with soaring, dancing Five-Clawed Golden Dragons. A large red silk rosette hung at his chest, and he looked extraordinarily handsome.

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon was reserved for mortal emperors, a fitting match for Chen Yang's current status as a nine-star Dou Sheng.

Yun Yun wore an old-fashioned, bright red qipao, likewise embroidered with Phoenix motifs in gold thread. Gemstones of every shape and color sparkled beneath the midday sunlight, while an exquisite bridal veil concealed the peerless beauty beneath her phoenix crown.

Chen Yang stared, momentarily spellbound.

After Chen Yang appeared, several inquisitive gazes turned toward him, sizing him up.

The most ardent of them belonged to Yao Ye, the eldest princess of the Jia Ma Imperial Family.

Yao Ye stared at Chen Yang without blinking.

As she gazed at Chen Yang's breathtakingly handsome face, a shy blush spread across her exquisite, delicate features.

He really was handsome!

Every inch of him exuded masculine charm.

I wanted him so badly. I wanted to be his partner!

At that moment, this was Yao Ye's only heartfelt wish and thought.

When her gaze landed on Yun Yun in her wedding gown, the light in Yao Ye's eyes swiftly dimmed.

What a pity. Such an alluring, handsome man would never belong to me.

Her sadness lasted only a moment before Yao Ye composed herself.

After all, life had to go on.

Jia Xingtian's gaze settled on Chen Yang, and the longer he looked, the more his heart trembled with alarm.

He discovered that, even with his strength, he could not see through Chen Yang at all.

Chen Yang was unfathomable. His strength probably went beyond that of a mere Dou Zong.

As the true ruler of the Jia Ma Empire, Jia Xingtian had encountered Dou Zong experts, but none of them had ever made as powerful an impression on him as the Chen Yang standing before him.

Even though Chen Yang had reined in every trace of his aura and sharp presence, Jia Xingtian could still sense that he was far from ordinary.

The instant he appeared at the hall entrance, he had seemed indistinguishable from the surrounding scenery, as though he were Heaven and Earth itself.

His eyes held a disdain that looked down upon everything, as though nothing before him warranted his attention.

How had the Misty Cloud Sect gotten so lucky, forging a connection with an expert like this?

Out of the corner of his eye, Jia Xingtian glanced at Yao Ye, who was quietly nursing her sorrow alone.

Why didn't his Jia Ma Empire have luck like that? His eldest granddaughter was hardly lacking in looks.

At least in figure and appearance, Yao Ye was no less attractive than Yun Yun.

After entering the hall, Chen Yang took in everyone's expressions.

He and Yun Yun looked toward one another, and, as if their hearts were linked, they extended their hands at the same time.

Together, they took hold of a bridal sash made of red silk.

The two paused briefly, then stepped over the threshold and onto the red carpet, walking hand in hand into the wedding hall.

Yun Shan had already taken the seat of honor. His legs were comfortably parted, his hands rested on his knees, and a genial smile adorned his face.

The other elders and guests took their seats on either side.

As Yun Yun's disciple, Nalan Yanran had been fortunate enough to be chosen as the attendant who would officiate the wedding.

Nalan Yanran was happy for Yun Yun, glad to see her teacher getting married.

Although Yun Yun had been forced into marriage, did that really matter?

As long as Chen Yang treated her teacher well and doted on her enough, that was all that mattered.

Affection would always blossom after spending enough time together.

After all, there was no shortage of couples who married first and fell in love later, their feelings growing with each passing day.

The newlyweds stepped forward together, coming to the center of the hall.

Nalan Yanran cleared her throat and called loudly, "Bride and groom, bow to Heaven and Earth: first, honor the spiritual breath of Heaven and Earth, with your marriage destined upon the Three Lives Stone. First bow!"

"Second, honor the essence of the sun and moon, upon which all things depend for growth. Second bow!

"Then honor spring, summer, autumn, and winter, for favorable winds, timely rains, and abundant harvests. Third bow!"

As Nalan Yanran's words fell, Yun Yun and Chen Yang turned together and bowed deeply toward Heaven and Earth outside the hall.

"Bow to your elder: first, honor the master who raised you. First bow!

"Next, honor the master who taught your heart. Second bow!

"Remember to Venerable Elder and cherish the young; with harmony, even yellow earth turns to gold. Third bow!"

After bowing to Heaven and Earth, the two turned back together and bowed deeply once more to Yun Shan, seated in the place of honor.

Receiving a bow from such a powerful expert left Yun Shan overwhelmed by the honor.

As his gaze fell on Yun Yun, he felt a bond he could not bear to sever.

The girl he had raised for more than twenty years would belong to someone else's family after today.

"Husband and wife, bow to each other: first, share blessings and shoulder hardships, grow old together, and weather every storm in the same boat!

"Second, love each other as husband and wife, treat each other with the respect of honored guests, soon welcome a noble child, and bring glory to your household!

"Third, manage your household with diligence and thrift!"

Having bowed to Heaven and Earth and then to their elder, Chen Yang and Yun Yun faced each other.

Although Yun Yun could not see Chen Yang through her veil, she could feel the burning intensity of his gaze upon her.

After this final bow, the titles of Chen Yang's wife and Madam Chen would be branded upon her life.

At that thought, Yun Yun's slender, fair hands tightened slightly around the red bridal sash.

Yun Yun drew a deep breath, then bowed to Chen Yang across from her as Nalan Yanran spoke the final word.

Chen Yang likewise bent at the waist, completing their final bow as husband and wife.

Because they stood rather close together, their heads happened to bump as they bowed to each other.

This overly forceful encounter of fate knocked Yun Yun's phoenix crown slightly askew and shifted her veil out of place.

The unexpected collision left both of them momentarily stunned.

A husband and wife touching heads during their bows symbolized mutual respect and love, and growing old together.

This marriage, which had never been entirely happy to begin with, became more auspicious because of this little incident.

Thus, theirs was a match made in heaven, with the heavens themselves drawing the thread.

Chen Yang was delighted.

Yun Yun's feelings grew complicated.

"The ceremony is complete! Escort the bride to the bridal chamber, while the groom remains to drink with the guests!"

After calling this out, Nalan Yanran stepped forward and took Yun Yun's hand, carefully supporting her as she led her out of the main hall, through the corridor, and into the bridal chamber Chen Yang had painstakingly prepared.

Chen Yang stayed behind to entertain the guests.

But just before Yun Yun left, Chen Yang suddenly leaned close to her ear and spoke softly, with wicked allure.

"My wife, sit and wait nicely for your husband in the bridal chamber. Tonight, I'll be sure to lavish my favors upon you."

Chen Yang deliberately infused his words with a mischievous edge.

Nalan Yanran: "???"

Was this something she could listen to without paying?!

"You...!"

Yun Yun's pretty face instantly flushed red, and she trembled, nearly crying out.

As Chen Yang watched Yun Yun leave with Nalan Yanran carefully supporting her, Jia Xingtian picked up two emerald jade cups and filled them with Jade Nectar.

With a slight sway of his hand, the Jade Nectar in the emerald jade cups climbed their sides.

He walked over to Chen Yang and said, "Young man, you've certainly got what it takes!"

"To think you managed to pluck that flower on the lofty peak, the Misty Cloud Sect Master."

As he spoke, Jia Xingtian offered Chen Yang a cup of wine.

"Any interest in taking another wife on the side?"

"To tell you the truth, my eldest granddaughter Yao Ye is no less beautiful than this sect master!"

Chen Yang laughed heartily and shook his head, reaching out to accept the emerald jade cup from Jia Xingtian. He clinked cups with him and drank.

[Ding~! System mission completed: marry Yun Yun (although your methods were forceful, this does not affect the result). You have received 10,000 modification points.]

Just then, the System Sprite's voice abruptly rang out, and Chen Yang's drinking hand paused.