Red candles flickered inside the room, and the double-happiness character gleamed in their light.
"Goo-goo, ji-ji-!"
Coal Ball bobbed and swayed, calling for the bride and groom to bow to each other.
Xie Jinhuan turned to face his Ghost Wife in her bridal red. A truly unusual feeling stirred in his heart, as though, after tens of thousands of miles of arduous cultivation and a thousand days and nights of trials, they had finally become husband and wife.
As he bowed gracefully to her, Xie Jinhuan called softly:
"My wife."
Ye Hongshang bowed to him as well, but for some reason, her mood had been affected. Feeling rather unhappy, she replied:
"Call me Mother."
"Huh? No, don't joke around on an occasion like this. Something could go wrong. Hurry up and call me husband."
"Hmph~ Husband."
"Hehe..."
Xie Jinhuan's mouth curved into a grin worthy of Venom. After completing the ceremony, he lifted his arms and gave her a hug:
"Time to enter the bridal chamber. How about making it up to me in private after we get out?"
Ye Hongshang no longer particularly wanted to reward the little rascal, but they had reached this stage of the proceedings, and abandoning things halfway would be such a pity. So she shooed Coal Ball off to practice, accompanied him to the West Wing's bedroom, and sat down before the bed:
"How could I have my little sister do something like this for me? Help yourself. Once you're done, head out early."
Help myself...
Xie Jinhuan thought about it without saying anything, picked up the golden balance rod, and lifted her red veil.
As the red silk veil rose, all the radiance in the room seemed to gather upon that jade-like face.
Her features and brows were like frost-bright blades that could