Soon, the auspicious day arrived for his father-in-law to marry his mother-in-law, Madam Wang. The Li Household sent a bridal procession of several dozen people, escorting a wedding carriage drawn by spirit horses toward Fragrant Garden, the new residence Liu Changxu had purchased, while playing festive immortal music all along the way.
At that moment, his mother-in-law, Madam Wang, sat cross-legged in her chamber, dressed in a red wedding gown, her heart brimming with excitement. Born into a powerful cultivation lineage, she had always been deeply proud, but its sudden destruction had left her with unbearable anguish.
Years of wandering and hardship had followed. She had suffered countless trials and had nearly been violated herself. After becoming Li Yunyue's concubine, her exceptional beauty had won her husband's deep affection, and she had given birth to their daughter, Li Zhenxin.
She had thought this happiness would last forever. Yet the threats from Jiang, his principal wife, had made her realize that if things continued this way, she might well die under mysterious circumstances and even drag her daughter down with her.
So she had deliberately grown cold toward her husband and begun living with the utmost caution, barely managing to endure until this day.
Now, she had finally made it through. She no longer needed to tread so carefully as she had in the past. She had someone to back her now, someone who meant she no longer needed to fear the power of Jiang's natal family: her son-in-law.
While she was still looking back on the past, the Li Household's bridal procession arrived at the gate. Soon, her husband, Li Yunyue, strode inside in his groom's wedding robes.
A pair of strong hands lifted her securely into his arms, making her feel as though she had returned to her maiden