Su Wanqing added, "We have prepared a new house in the Mo family residence, a bridal chamber decorated according to ancient customs, so that Jiaojiao can marry in with great fanfare."

During the banquet, Rongyue and Rongxuan excitedly approached Rong Jiaojiao and asked, "Auntie, can we be bridesmaids?"

"And us too!" Rong Wenbo and Rong Wentao retorted, "We're going to help Auntie with her wedding."

Rong Jiaojiao nodded: "Okay, you all escort the bride!"

The preliminary wedding arrangements were finalized during the tea conversation after dinner.

Mo Bai's parents left without having dinner, telling Mo Bai to take Rong Jiaojiao back home to familiarize herself with the place before they left.

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Two days after the engagement, Rong's eldest and second eldest brothers returned to their respective workplaces.

And the couple began preparations for their wedding in earnest.

During this time, Rong Jiaojiao also visited the Mo family twice with Mo Bai.

The Mo family is large and prosperous, with several branches in the main line alone, each with many descendants. However, when Rong Jiaojiao went, she only met Mo Zhenting and Mo Yuntao. Mo Bai said that she would meet the others after the wedding, so there was no need to bother. Therefore, Rong Jiaojiao went twice but did not meet any other members of the Mo family.

Rong Jiaojiao spends the rest of her time with her parents and master.

As the date drew closer, Rong Jiaojiao looked at the blankets, clothes, jewelry, and appliances her mother had prepared and felt overwhelmed.

Rong Jiaojiao objected, "Mom, you don't need to prepare these things. I don't need them, and it's a waste of money to buy them."

Fu Ya said, "How can that be? The gifts they gave were so generous, we can't be stingy."

Rong Jiaojiao continued to persuade, "Mom, I don't need it. This is all your and Dad's retirement money. Don't waste it."

After Rong Jiaojiao repeatedly dissuaded her, Fu Ya finally stopped thinking about buying appliances and bedding. However, she insisted on buying several sets of jewelry for Rong Jiaojiao. Helpless, Rong Jiaojiao could only say that what she made was better than what she bought. Then she asked Yue Ling to make a large number of different styles of jewelry for her using spirit jade. Only then was Fu Ya satisfied.

August arrived quickly. After disappearing for several days, Mo Bai returned, bringing back a magical wedding dress and a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe.

Looking at the gorgeous wedding dress, Rong Jiaojiao said incredulously, "Don't tell me you embroidered this wedding dress?"

Mo Bai chuckled: "No, I found the materials for the wedding dress and had someone else make it, but I made the phoenix crown myself."

Rong Jiaojiao felt a sweet warmth in her heart. She gently stroked the delicate patterns on the phoenix crown, every detail revealing her meticulous care.

The phoenix carved from moonstone spreads its wings as if about to take flight, with fine gold threads intertwined to form auspicious cloud patterns that refract a rainbow halo under the sunlight.

“The dust-repelling bead on this…” Rong Jiaojiao suddenly noticed a lustrous bead embedded in the center of the phoenix crown. “Is it a thousand-year-old ice crystal from the summit of the snow mountain?”

Mo Bai wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder: "Good eye. This bead can not only ward off dust, but also help you calm your mind and concentrate during cultivation."

Rong Jiaojiao turned around and tapped his nose with her fingertip: "Tell me honestly, did you secretly run off to the snow mountain? Was that why you disappeared a few days ago?"

Mo Bai grasped her finger, smiling but not answering.

But the ring of love was slightly warm, transmitting the memory of climbing the cliff in the wind and snow.

Rong Jiaojiao's eyes welled up with tears, and she suddenly tiptoed and gave him a light peck on the lips: "Silly boy, don't you know how to use the Sword Control Technique?"

“That’s different.” Mo Bai’s ears turned red. “Gifts must be given in person to show sincerity.”

"Idiot!" Rong Jiaojiao cursed, but she was secretly delighted.

On the tenth day of the eighth lunar month, the Mo family sent ten sedan chairs decorated with red silk to transport away Fu Ya's dowry.

Rong Jiaojiao secretly added some top-grade pills to it, which were good for beauty and health. They didn't have much effect on her, but they were highly sought-after by other female cultivators. She planned to use them as gifts when recognizing relatives.

Rong Jiaojiao also sent invitations to her close friends, asking them to attend her wedding at the Mo family's residence.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, August 15th, the Rong family's courtyard was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.

Qing Xuanzi waved his sleeve and set up a soundproof barrier, while the younger generation noisily helped to paste the "double happiness" characters.

In the stillness of the night, Rong Jiaojiao stood alone by the window, admiring the moon.

Mo Bai's voice suddenly came from the Heart-Connecting Ring: "Can't sleep?"

"Hmm." She stroked the ring. "I'm suddenly a little nervous."

A soft laugh came from the other end of the ring: "Me too."

The two quietly felt each other's heartbeats through the rings, while the moonlight shone on Rong Jiaojiao's wedding dress, shimmering with a soft glow.

August 16th.

Fu Ya invited several of the most blessed elderly ladies in the retirement home to help make the bed, chanting auspicious words as she did so: "Making the bed, making the bed, may the dragon and phoenix bring good fortune; may husband and wife be loving and their lives prosperous..."

Rong Jiaojiao sat in front of the dressing table, looking at her long, disheveled hair in the mirror, feeling somewhat dazed.

Fu Ya came over with a sandalwood comb and gently combed her hair: "One comb to the end, two combs to white hair reaching the eyebrows, three combs to a house full of children and grandchildren..."

With a choked voice, Rong Jiaojiao saw her mother's reddened eyes in the mirror, turned around and hugged her waist: "Mom, I'm not married far away, I can come back to see you and Dad anytime."

Fu Ya wiped away her tears and smiled, "Mom is happy."

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The auspicious time has arrived.

Amidst the deafening sound of firecrackers, the wedding procession slowly drove into the retirement home.

Mo Bai, dressed in a bright red wedding robe with a gilded ruyi ornament on his chest, entered the Rong family's courtyard surrounded by people.

Rong Wenbo and Rong Wentao, along with a group of younger relatives, blocked the entrance: "Wanting to pick up the bride won't be so easy!"

Mo Bai smiled and cupped his hands in greeting: "Please, my nephews, give me the questions."

Rong Wenbo's eyes lit up: "I've heard that my uncle is a master swordsman. Why don't you compose a poem to urge me to get married right here and now?"

Without hesitation, Mo Bai gathered spiritual power at his fingertips and wrote glittering golden verses in the air: "Chang'e in the moon palace spreads her long sleeves, Wu Gang presents osmanthus wine. Today I have met a beauty that could topple cities, I envy neither mandarin ducks nor immortals."

A cheer immediately erupted in the courtyard.

After overcoming numerous obstacles, Mo Bai finally arrived at her boudoir.

The door was closed, and Rongxuan and Rongyue's voices came from inside: "One last question! Who will do the housework from now on?"

Mo Bai answered without hesitation: "Me."

Who cares about the money earned?

"What's mine belongs to Jiaojiao, and even I belong to her!"

Amidst laughter, the door slowly opened.

The bride, sitting upright on the bed, made everyone hold their breath.

Her face beneath the phoenix crown was breathtakingly beautiful, and the hundred birds embroidered on her wedding dress seemed ready to take flight.

Mo Bai stood there stunned until Qing Xuanzi pushed him, bringing him back to his senses.

He knelt on one knee and presented the bouquet: "My wife, I've come to take you away."

Rong Jiaojiao smiled, her lips pursed, and placed her hand in his palm.

When bidding farewell to their parents, Fu Ya and Rong Lianhu fought back tears.

Rong Jiaojiao kowtowed three times heavily, and when Mo Bai helped her up, he noticed that his eyes were also a little wet.

The convoy drove around the city once. Zi Ling was acting as a flower girl today, and purple spirit flowers fluttered down along the way, disappearing without a trace as soon as they landed.