While Gungun slipped into dreams, elsewhere, in the Sleeping Hall of the Heavenly Sovereign's Divine Hall...
The wedding pranks had ended, and the adults had chased all the Dragon Race children out of the Sleeping Hall. Then the Divine Attendants and immortal maidens bowed and withdrew as well, leaving only Ao Yue and Ao Cunxin, both in their wedding attire, in the vast room.
Ao Cunxin sat on the edge of the bed beneath her red bridal veil, tense all over.
She had imagined her wedding countless times, but the man in those fantasies had been Yang Jian. Yet now... Lifting her head slightly, she gazed through the red veil at Ao Yue's handsome face and tall, straight figure as he drank before her. At that moment, her feelings were complicated, and she could not say whether this reality was good or bad.
After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Ao Yue finished all the wine on the table, rose, and walked toward Ao Cunxin.
"Gulp..." At the sight, Ao Cunxin swallowed. Was... it about to happen?
Looking at the woman dressed in red before him, Ao Yue recalled the secret memorial the Western Sea's Turtle Chancellor had sent him, his brows tightly knitted. After a moment, he picked up the veil-lifting rod and lifted Ao Cunxin's veil.
Without the red veil, Ao Cunxin could see Ao Yue more clearly. She looked up at him, her face flushed and her expression shy.
Ao Yue paused at the sight, then reached out his hand toward her...
The next day, Ao Cunxin woke and turned to look beside her, only to find that the space had long since been empty.
She blinked, immediately sat up, and called, "Someone, come!"
At her call, several Bridesmaids she had brought