He Leyou lay on the bed, lost in thought, his mind wandering.

He thought about this and that, but in the end he couldn't come up with any answers; he couldn't think of anything.

After all, it wasn't him who had amnesia.

"Sigh." He Leyou sighed.

Forget it, never mind. He shouldn't be the one worrying the most right now!

"Knock-knock".

There was a knock on the door, and He Leyou could guess who was looking for him. "Come in."

The person who arrived was Qiu Jiayou.

"He's in a hurry now!" He Leyou thought to himself.

However, he couldn't tell anything from Qiu Jiayou's face, only that his friend looked a little haggard.

"Aren't you going to rest for a while?" He Leyou asked, somewhat worried about Qiu Jiayou's condition.

"No, I want to regain my memories as soon as possible."

Since he insisted on going, He Leyou wouldn't stop him.

“You said before that you got married in your dream, so why don’t we go and take a look at the place where the wedding was held?”

This was the most direct solution He Leyou could think of.

After all, this place is small, and marriage is something that people value highly, so there must be a lot of people going there.

If Qiu Jiayou is right and has been to this place, then he will definitely go there to buy wedding supplies.

Someone must have seen him.

The wedding planning shop was actually quite easy to find. The couple asked a man for directions and found it by following the directions.

All he could see was red, and He Leyou was almost dazzled by the color.

As soon as you enter, someone comes to greet you, "What would you two like to choose from?"

They noticed that the newcomer's clothes were made of expensive materials, his face was handsome, and he had an imposing air about him.

A glint flashed in the boss's eyes; these two didn't seem to be locals.

Yes, rich people!

Before they could answer, the owner quickly added, "We also have some jewelry upstairs, all from Shengjing."

"Why don't you two buy some for Madam? I'm sure she'll like them!"

The shopkeeper smiled obsequiously, as if he could already see himself receiving the money.

"For a newlywed like Jia'er, spending some money to please his wife is not a big deal."

He Leyou had never been to such a place before. After all, he was not yet married and could not bear such enthusiasm.

Hearing this, she blushed and looked to her friend for help.

"We've come to ask you some questions," Qiu Jiayou said calmly, his eyes flickering with a hint of barely perceptible anticipation.

Upon hearing this, the boss's smile faded, and he asked in a sullen tone, "What is it?"

Sigh, looks like I won't be making any money today!

He was thinking of making a fortune today and taking his wife out for a big meal at a restaurant, since such opportunities to make big money were rare.

Noticing the disappointment on the boss's face, Qiu Jiayou took out a silver note from his pocket.

"As long as you answer my questions, this is yours."

The boss's eyes were immediately drawn to the banknotes.

One hundred taels! How long would he have to run the shop to earn one hundred taels?!

"Hehe, sir, please ask. As long as I know the answer, I will certainly not hide anything."

When will we see more suckers like this? He's really good at answering questions!

After all, he's been running the shop for so long, he's become quite the smooth talker.

However, Qiu Jiayou's generosity reminded him of another person.

"Look up at me. Have you seen me before?"

"Young master, you jest. This kind of place..."

The shopkeeper's eyes were glued to the banknotes, and he only reluctantly looked away when he heard the question.

The moment her gaze fell upon Qiu Jiayou's face, she froze.

"It does look somewhat familiar," he replied, looking down with a flicker in his eyes.

Doesn't he look familiar? Another sucker!

He wondered which idiot would spend so much money on him; it turns out it was the same person!

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While Qiu Jiayou was busy trying to regain his memories, Liuyin's wedding day arrived.

The Demonic Cult is now covered in red, creating a joyous atmosphere.

Of course, even those who were dissatisfied dared not show it today, since everyone knew how much Yan Chenghong valued this day.

Anyone who dares to act recklessly today is probably tired of living.

Dressed in red, Yan Chenghong was in high spirits as he smiled and received congratulations from his subordinates.

Everyone could see that he was genuinely happy at that moment.

The elders were already used to seeing Yan Chenghong's smiling face.

After all, it's his wedding day, and he's marrying the person he loves, so it's only natural that he's happy.

Since Liu Yin arrived, Yan Chenghong has changed. Everyone has noticed this.

However, nobody cared. Yan Chenghong was still the ruthless leader of the demonic sect. Except for showing some gentleness in front of Liuyin, he was merciless to outsiders.

The elders were extremely satisfied with this.

They don't care who the leader of the demonic sect's woman is, as long as they can ensure the current status of the demonic sect.

After all, a woman's gentle embrace can be a graveyard for heroes, and they didn't want Yan Chenghong to become indecisive because of women.

After a round of drinks, Yan Chenghong's desire to see Liuyin grew even stronger.

He had not seen Liuyin for three days.

Newlyweds are not allowed to see each other for three days before their wedding.

Yan Chenghong hadn't thought much of it before, but as the wedding date approached, he still did it.

There was nothing else to it; it was simply to have a good meaning.

He was an orphan, without parents, and had earned everything he had through his own efforts. He never believed in ghosts or gods.

It wasn't until he met Liuyin that Yan Chenghong began to believe in fate.

Now, Yan Chenghong also hopes that fate will favor him and that he will have a happy and fulfilling marriage.

The red candles in the bridal chamber flickered, and the brightly colored silk quilt was covered with red dates, peanuts, longans, and lotus seeds, symbolizing the wish for many children.

Sitting on the bed, Liu Yin was already getting impatient.

"003, hasn't he arrived yet?"

"Host, we're here."

Not long after, Liuyin heard footsteps outside the door.

With a creak, the door opened.

The room was brightly lit with red candles.

The low-hanging curtains, dimly lit by the candlelight, swayed gently as the man entered.

Sitting there was his wife.