Creak!
Lu Ren gently pushed open the door, and it swung apart to either side.
A faint, secluded fragrance drifted out from within.
Lu Ren stepped over the threshold and flicked his wide sleeve, closing the door behind him.
Lu Ren was slightly drunk at the moment, but tonight was their wedding night. Naturally, he was going to consummate his marriage with Yun Qingyao!
The bridal chamber was draped in red—red carpets, red curtains, and a bed.
At that moment, Yun Qingyao wore a red veil over her head, concealing her lovely and graceful face.
As Lu Ren approached, Yun Qingyao's body began to tremble slightly. Her hands involuntarily clenched the hem of her dress, as though she wanted to tear it to pieces.
Yet Lu Ren did not notice any of this. Under the effects of the wine, his heart beat faster when he looked at Yun Qingyao, and he slowly walked toward her.
He then picked up the golden dragon scale from the table, preparing to lift her red veil.
But Yun Qingyao grabbed Lu Ren's arm and said, "W-wait... wait a moment!"
Lu Ren looked at Yun Qingyao and smiled. "Qing Yao, are you still not ready to become my wife? Or do you prefer being my master?"
Yun Qingyao took a deep breath, sweeping away the grief from her face. "I still am not ready, but at this moment, I finally realize that I am already your wife—the wife you married in grand splendor!"
"Yes, you are already my wife!"
Lu Ren nodded. Without any further hesitation, he used the dragon scale to lift the red veil from Yun Qingyao's head.
At once, a beautiful, exquisite, flawless face appeared before Lu Ren.
Lu Ren sat beside Yun Qingyao on the bed, took hold of her jade-like