This time, the wedding would take place at Taixuan Peak.
"Qin Changqing."
Just as Qin Changqing turned around, the Sect Leader's voice rang out.
Qin Changqing turned his head and saw the Sect Leader standing there in her white robe, looking somewhat lonely and delicate, which made Qin Changqing feel strangely protective.
The Sect Leader, who had once sheltered him like a towering tree.
But now, it was his turn to protect her.
Then, with a gentle stride, the Sect Leader approached and embraced Qin Changqing, who looked at her with considerable surprise.
The Sect Leader's fragrance was intoxicating, the faint scent making Qin Changqing inhale deeply.
His hands, which had nowhere else to go, finally landed on the soft waist of the Sect Leader.
The body of the Sect Leader briefly stiffened.
She had simply wanted to express her gratitude by embracing Qin Changqing, but he had cheekily continued the embrace.