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The Love Gu incident involving Yu was finally resolved, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Dongfang Bai quickly sent people to the Eastern Family, the palace, the royal residence, and the Great Xia Imperial Palace to inform them that Yu was not dead.
The news of the living Yama returning from the dead once again shocked both nations. People discussed it enthusiastically over tea and meals.
However, before the excitement from this event had faded, another matter erupted.
That was—
The Second Prince of Tianyuan was to marry Princess Lulu of Great Xia. The grand wedding preparations were a sight to behold, envied by many.
An eight-day banquet filled with lavish festivities drew countless admiring gazes!
Even after a long time had passed, the common folk still spoke of this event with great interest; naturally, that was a story for another day!
Today was an unforgettable day for Le Yao Yao, as she was finally going to marry the man she loved, becoming his princess, his wife, his woman!
Early in the morning, Le Yao Yao rose at the relay station. Under the care of sisters Xue Ping and Xue Li, she bathed, changed her clothes, and adorned herself in a beautiful and exquisite Phoenix Crown and Cloud Robe.
In her hand, she held a delicate red apple. With the support of Xue Ping and Xue Li, she slowly sat down in the Flower Palanquin.
As music played with lively notes, Le Yao Yao felt the palanquin sway gently, bringing back memories of her first meeting with Yu and all their moments together since then.
When she first saw Yu, he was filled with rage—handsome yet ruthless, resembling a demon emerging from the depths of hell.
Especially when he killed more than ten armed men from Liangshan with his bare hands, she felt a chill run down her spine, terrified like a mouse facing a cat.
Serving by his side, she dared not even breathe too loudly, always alert and on edge, fearing that he might find fault with her. One misstep, and she would face his wrath.
However, as time passed and she spent more moments with Yu, she began to realize that this man was not as terrifying as she had initially thought.
He cared for others and could smile, though he often appeared cold. Yet, many times, he brought her feelings of sweetness and warmth, gradually making her fall in love with him.
Hand in hand, they would grow old together.
After experiencing so many separations and losses, Le Yao Yao felt that she and Yu had become one.
No one could separate them.
Even in death, they would face it together!
She hoped that after enduring so many storms, heaven would allow them to live peacefully, safely, and happily.
What she truly desired was not a grand romance but simply a steady stream of happiness.
As Le Yao Yao pondered these thoughts, the Flower Palanquin came to a halt.
After all, this was a royal wedding that involved two nations, so the rituals were particularly elaborate.
Today, Le Yao Yao felt like a puppet, doing whatever her grandmother instructed her to do.
It was already summer, and the weather was clear.
Le Yao Yao, burdened by the heavy Phoenix Crown and Cloud Robe, felt utterly exhausted, hungry, and thirsty. After a long day, she was as tired as a bull.
Yet, despite her fatigue, Le Yao Yao was filled with joy. Especially after finally completing all the rituals and being sent into the bridal chamber, she could finally rest.
However, she dared not remove the various adornments on her head. Like any new wife, she sat on the new bed, waiting for her groom to arrive.
Her heart had yet to calm down at that moment.
Oh my! She had finally married Yu!
It had been five long years. Previously, she had almost married Yu, but before the Flower Palanquin could be lifted, he had left her.
That had caused her five years of heartache and sorrow. Now, five years later, she could hardly believe that she was marrying the man she deeply loved.
It truly felt like a beautiful dream.
If this were just a dream, she would gladly sleep forever.
Le Yao Yao's heart was filled with excitement and joy.
Beside her, the Matchmaker and Xue Ping congratulated Le Yao Yao, who in turn gave red envelopes to them and Xue Li for their well wishes.
Before long, the matchmakers were sent away, leaving only Xue Ping and Xue Li to attend to Le Yao Yao.
Le Yao Yao sat on the bed, able to hear the sounds of music and laughter coming from outside.
Even though she knew Yu was just outside, at that moment of waiting, Le Yao Yao truly wished he would come in soon. Because she missed him!
It had been almost a month since they last saw each other due to the wedding preparations.
During this month, each day felt like a year, and she wished time would pass in the blink of an eye.
Perhaps sensing Le Yao Yao's anxiety, Xue Ping and Xue Li couldn't help but tease her from the side.
"My dear princess, are you missing the prince?! He'll be here soon, just wait a little longer!"
"Keep laughing, and I might just peel your skin off."
Knowing that Xue Li was deliberately teasing her, Le Yao Yao felt a mix of embarrassment and anger.
Understanding Le Yao Yao's personality, Xue Li and her sister were not afraid at all; instead, they laughed even more heartily, making Le Yao Yao blush furiously. She wished she could lift her red veil and give them a good scolding.
However, as the three of them joked around in the room, time seemed to fly by.
Before long, they heard the sounds of commotion coming from outside, growing closer.
Le Yao Yao knew immediately that the groom had arrived.
Upon hearing those words, Le Yao Yao's heart suddenly tightened, and she immediately fell silent.
Although she and Yu had already been through the marriage rites and had children together, for some reason, at this moment, she felt even more nervous than those who were blindly married.
Her hands, hidden in her sleeves, were already intertwined, almost twisted into a knot.
As the loud voices drew closer, Le Yao Yao lowered her gaze and caught sight of a pair of black shoes with golden embroidery standing right in front of her.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao's heart raced. Even without lifting the red veil, she knew that the person standing before her was the one she had been waiting for.
Thinking of this, her heartbeat quickened uncontrollably, as if it were about to leap out of her throat.
At that moment, a crowd nearby began to cheer for the groom to lift the veil, which only heightened Le Yao Yao's anxiety.
Her face beneath the red veil felt hot from nervousness and excitement. Before long, she could feel her ears burning; even without looking in a mirror, she knew her face must be as red as a monkey's bottom.
Just then, a low and husky voice reached her ears.
"Le Yao Yao, I'm going to lift the veil now."
The man's voice carried a hint of drunkenness and laughter, indicating that he was in a very good mood at that moment.
Upon hearing this, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but softly respond with an "Mm," not caring whether he heard her or not.
For a moment, Le Yao Yao felt a sudden brightness in front of her; the red veil that had covered her head was finally lifted.
The light that entered her eyes made Le Yao Yao squint uncomfortably, but she quickly adjusted.
And when she saw the handsome man standing before her, she could no longer see anyone else in the room.
The man was dressed in a fitted bright red wedding robe, which made him look exceptionally spirited.
With black hair and a jade crown, his features were well-defined. His sword-like brows arched elegantly over a pair of narrow, cold eyes that sparkled with vitality, exuding an air of nobility.
The gentle smile on his lips held no trace of malice; it was so charming that it captivated the soul...
In an instant, Le Yao Yao was completely mesmerized.
Her beautiful eyes, like glistening water, gazed at the man before her without blinking, filled with infatuation and love, utterly unhidden.
Her heart was filled with nothing but this man she deeply adored...
In contrast to Le Yao Yao's excitement and obsession, Leng Junyu felt the same way!
Finally, he had married her!
After five years of struggling to survive at the bottom of the cliff, all he wanted was to return one day and take her hand, proudly bringing her into his home, making her the envy of everyone as a bride.
He would give her all his love, ensuring she would be happy and joyful for a lifetime.
Now, he had finally achieved this, how could he not be happy!?
At this moment, Leng Junyu felt that everything had become both real and dreamlike.
After all, the person before him was someone he had always thought about and longed for. She was truly beautiful, so beautiful that it took his breath away.
The exquisite Phoenix Crown and Cloud Robe she wore, vibrant red, accentuated her skin, making it appear even whiter than jade, flawless in every way.
With just a hint of blush on her cheeks, she looked even more radiant.
On that delicate face, her brows arched like distant mountains, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with infatuation and love, pulling at his heartstrings and nearly melting his heart.
Her lips, moist and flower-like, were alluringly vibrant, as if they held a swirling nectar. He felt his Adam's apple bob as he couldn't help but want to disregard everything and steal a kiss…
"Le Yao Yao, you are so beautiful!"
Leng Junyu couldn't help but exclaim.
And he spoke the truth; she was breathtakingly beautiful, captivating all who beheld her.
It made Leng Junyu want to hide her away, not allowing anyone else to covet her.
Because the moment he lifted the red veil, the previously noisy room was instantly filled with gasps of astonishment and admiration.
The gazes of awe and affection from everyone around only fueled Leng Junyu's anger.
Le Yao Yao was his alone! How could anyone dare to covet her like this!?
Yet, as he caught sight of the envious glances from others, Leng Junyu felt a swell of pride. After all, from now on, Le Yao Yao was his princess, his woman—she could only belong to him!
Thinking of this, a slow sense of happiness and pride filled Leng Junyu's heart.
However, at that moment, Qi Yingying, who stood nearby watching the couple with affectionate eyes, couldn't help but exclaim dramatically.
"Oh my, the groom is completely smitten by his new wife! We are so envious! Come on, groom, kiss the bride! We can’t wait any longer, can we?!"
"Exactly! Master Brother, hurry up and kiss the bride!" chimed in Tong Yaar, joining in the playful teasing.
The others quickly joined in the ruckus.
Although they knew that such antics were expected during a wedding celebration, hearing their boisterous cheers still made Le Yao Yao blush.
With her beautiful eyes filled with a mix of shyness and annoyance, she shot a glare at Leng Junyu, signaling him to take action and put an end to their mischief.
Little did Le Yao Yao know that her bashful gaze only made her appear like a charming little sprite in Leng Junyu's eyes, enticing him further.
His Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he looked into Le Yao Yao's cold eyes, which now seemed to burn with an intensity that made him feel warm all over.
Having consumed quite a bit of alcohol earlier, Leng Junyu was now feeling tipsy. How could he resist such temptation from Le Yao Yao?
As Leng Junyu gazed at Le Yao Yao's blushing little face, the sounds of the crowd echoed in his ears. His eyes finally settled on her alluring lips.
At that moment, he desperately wanted to kiss her, to savor those sweet lips that had lingered in his thoughts.
Perhaps sensing something in Leng Junyu's gaze, Le Yao Yao's cheeks flushed even more. She looked at him with a mix of annoyance and shyness.
Her little face, flushed with embarrassment, made her look even more enchanting, like a freshly bloomed plum blossom, beautiful yet shy.
Seeing this, not only did Leng Junyu feel his heart race, but the gasps from the room grew louder.
Leng Junyu felt a twinge of displeasure. With an overwhelming sense of possessiveness, he reached out and lifted Le Yao Yao's chin. To everyone's disbelief, he pressed his lips firmly against hers—those beautiful lips he had long desired!
In that instant, Le Yao Yao was taken aback, feeling both shy and flustered. Her beautiful eyes widened as she instinctively tried to push him away; after all, how embarrassing it was in front of so many people.
However, it seemed that Leng Junyu anticipated her intentions. He swiftly captured her hands with one hand while using the other to grip the back of her head, deepening the kiss.
It was gentle yet domineering, passionate and fiery—a whirlwind of a kiss that swept over Le Yao Yao.
His skilled kissing left her entranced, lost in the moment...
When Le Yao Yao finally regained some awareness, she realized she was lying on the soft bed.
The others in the room had vanished without her noticing; at that moment, it was just the two of them left.
Feeling shy and annoyed, Le Yao Yao pushed against the man who was kissing her neck, playfully scolding him.
"I'm so angry with you! After what you just did, how am I supposed to face anyone tomorrow!?"
"Heh, then don't face anyone. I wish I could hide you away so that no one else can see you!"
Leng Junyu found immense joy in his little wife's pouting, letting out a low chuckle that was both husky and filled with delight.
That deep, raspy laughter made Le Yao Yao feel a mix of embarrassment and annoyance. However, she couldn't deny that at this moment, her heart was filled more with happiness.
"Are you jealous right now!?"
"Heh, yes, I'm dying of jealousy. You are mine, and only mine! So, I won't allow any other man to look at you or covet you!"
With that, Leng Junyu's passionate kiss descended upon Le Yao Yao's tender lips once more, deeply savoring the sweetness within her mouth.
He tugged at her clothes, and with a sharp sound of tearing fabric, Le Yao Yao's outfit was instantly ripped apart...
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