Capítulo 62: 27
Chapter 27: Son-in-law Just Lie Down
"Alright, alright, Wang Fugui, I remember that." With these words, there was a loud bang, and the main gate of the Qin residence instantly shattered into pieces, turning into splinters. Old Mo didn't even look back as he left the Qin residence.
Seeing this, Qin Feng furrowed his brows. Divine Martial Dao Lineage Grade 5, can come and go without a shadow or trace. What did this guy mean by destroying the main gate forcefully? To demonstrate his strength? Or to vent his anger? Perhaps both?
"Never mind, as long as I can keep my life, it's enough. When it comes down to it, it's my own fault for not being strong enough." Qin Feng clenched his fist, his conviction to become stronger becoming even firmer.
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"Many thanks to Master Si Zheng for saving me. I am deeply grateful," Qin Feng said as he walked to the corner of the courtyard, expressing his gratitude to Si Zheng.
Si Zheng waved his hand dismissively, "It's just a coincidence. If it weren't for Little Cang telling me there was free wine to drink here, I wouldn't have come."
"Miss Cang? Where is she? Didn't she come?" Qin Feng looked around but didn't see those enticing long legs anywhere.
"Don't bother looking. She had something to do. So, I came here by myself."
"Alright."
Not long after, the rest of the people walked out from the main hall, expressing their gratitude to Si Zheng. Only Qin Jianan hesitated behind everyone. Perhaps he was reminded of the incident where he had spiked someone's drink with fake wine in the past, making him feel uneasy.
After expressing their thanks, Lan Ningshuang reminded, "Sir, you've offended the Tang family of Heavenly City. It's better to be careful in the future. They are ruthless, and they will definitely seek revenge."
Si Zheng drank a cup of wine and retorted, "Careful? Careful of what? Wang Fugui ruined their plan today, not me, Stone Si Zheng. What does it have to do with me?"
*silence*
"Oh, right, my groom, the troublemakers have already left. Why are you still lingering here? The bride is still waiting in the main hall for you to unveil her fan! I want to see what the renowned beauty of Heavenly City's Liu family looks like." Si Zheng said as he picked up a mouthful of food.
The others exchanged glances and returned to the main hall to continue the ceremony.
However, after the previous incident, many people were afraid of getting involved again. They bid farewell and left, leaving only a few bold ones who stayed to catch a glimpse of the bride.
Qin Jianan and Second mother returned to their seats, and Qin Feng finally approached Liu Jianli once again. He slowly reached for the fan in her hand, feeling inexplicably nervous.
As the fan was slowly unveiled, the entire hall seemed to light up. Qin Feng couldn't help but widen his eyes, and there were gasps of admiration around him.
Skin like a cream, eyes like bright moon, lips like fresh blood – this enchanting appearance seemed to have stepped out of a painting. Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat! However, he also noticed that despite her beauty, this woman had no expression, especially her eyes, which were as calm as a tranquil autumn lake, as if nothing in the world could move her anymore.
Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh. She was originally a fairy standing on the top of the clouds, but she had fallen to the mortal world, leaving anyone who encountered such a fate feeling utterly despondent.
Lan Ningshuang walked to Liu Jianli's side and grabbed the back of the wheelchair. The fan was unveiled, and according to tradition, the bride should be sent to the bridal chamber. Qin Feng watched Liu Jianli slowly leave, his heart filled with mixed emotions. This woman, who should have had nothing to do with him, had become his wife due to a twist of fate. Heaven really liked to play jokes on him.
Time passed quickly, and unconsciously, night had fallen. The moon tonight was exceptionally bright, as if it had covered the Qin residence with a layer of white gauze.
According to custom, the last part of the wedding was to pour wine for the groom and tease him in the bridal chamber. However, everyone knew Liu Jianli's situation and tacitly avoided this topic.
The maids and servants in the mansion started cleaning up the mess. Qin Jianan and the Second mother gave Qin Feng a look and left straight away.
Qin Feng let out a sigh and strolled back to his room. On the way, he unexpectedly encountered that beautiful figure.
Liu Jianli had changed out of her bridal clothes, wearing a white gown that made her look like a fairy, untainted by the mundane world. She was sitting in the courtyard, gazing at the bright moon as if recalling something.
Qin Feng sighed softly, not disturbing her. He knew that what Liu Jianli needed now was to be alone.
He gently pushed open the door to his room, laughing bitterly at himself. On the night of his grand wedding, the groom was left alone in the empty room. He guessed he was truly unprecedented and unparalleled.
Just as he was thinking this, he was surprised to find Lan Ningshuang inexplicably in his room, sitting elegantly on the edge of his bed.
"Miss Lan, why are you here?"
Lan Ningshuang stood up and, to Qin Feng's surprise, slowly undid her own clothes.
"I am Miss's sword attendant. Miss cannot share a room with the young master, so I will have to stand in for her," she said. As she spoke, her blue dress fell away, revealing a light blue undergarment beneath.
"This doesn't seem right. There's no reason for this," Qin Feng hurriedly changed his words.
While undressing, Lan Ningshuang explained, "As a sword attendant, I must always stay close to Miss. From the day I became a sword attendant, I had thought I might become the young master's concubine in the future. Young Master, rest assured, Granny of the Liu family taught me how to handle matters with men. Young Master, just lie down on the bed and don't move."
"This isn't necessary at all, Miss Lan…" Qin Feng was about to say something more, but his mind seemed to glitch for a moment.
Lan Ningshuang had also removed her undergarment, and her well-toned figure, sculpted from years of martial arts practice, came into view. It was truly enchanting.
What surprised Qin Feng the most was that he had thought she was just an ordinary girl. However, when he saw Lan Ningshuang slowly unfastening the white cloth wrapped around her chest, and her bosom gradually rising, he realized how naive his previous thoughts had been!
"Young Master, is there something you want to say?" Lan Ningshuang asked curiously.
Qin Feng snapped out of his daze and quickly turned around, "Miss Lan, there's really no need for this. In fact, I have already made up my mind before. Before I step into the seventh realm of Literature Saint, I will never consider the matter of men and women. So… "
That's all
"I didn't expect the young master to have such determination." The sound of undressing behind him suddenly stopped.
Refusing such a beautiful woman's advances left Qin Feng deeply conflicted, but he didn't regret his decision. If desire overcame reason, what would distinguish him from a beast?
However, it wouldn't hurt to sneak a few glances, right?
Thinking like this, Qin Feng slowly turned his body.
But at that moment, to his astonishment, he found that she was fully dressed again!
"So fast?!" Qin Feng blurted out unconsciously.
"So fast?" Lan Ningshuang asked innocently.
"N-nothing."
Lan Ningshuang straightened her clothes and clasped her hands, "Since the young master has great ambitions, I won't say much. Please rest, Young Master. I won't disturb you anymore."
After saying this, Lan Ningshuang left gracefully. Qin Feng walked to the edge of the bed and lay down heavily, feeling like he had missed out on a fortune.
In the courtyard, Liu Jianli remained sitting in place, unmoving. Lan Ningshuang, seeing this, revealed a trace of reluctance. She didn't leave but stood quietly outside the room, both to protect the young master and to accompany Miss.
Gazing at the moonlight, Liu Jianli opened her lips slightly and murmured, "Ten steps to kill one man, no trace left behind for a thousand miles!" In her eyes, like a pool of autumn water, there seemed to be a ripple.
At that moment, she suddenly tilted her head slightly, looking towards the north with a hint of puzzlement in her eyes.
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