Yaochi nodded thoughtfully.

"Come here, all of you!" Li Changzhou called out.

Li Qianxia, ​​Little Radish, and Butterfly came over together.

"Everyone take a glass to celebrate my wedding!" Li Changzhou was the first to pick up a glass.

Everyone took their wine glasses in their hands.

They all stood up.

"Brother, sister-in-law, happy wedding!" Li Qianxia raised her wine glass high.

"Congratulations!" Yaochi said with a smile.

Taking advantage of his short stature, Little Radish secretly tasted a sip of the immortal wine with his finger first.

"Thank you! Cheers!"

Everyone drank it all in one gulp.

After sitting down again, Li Qianxia asked, "When is it my turn?"

"You? A hundred million years too early."

"When will it be my turn?" Yaochi asked.

"After I die."

"Okay, anyway, Qinglan is so pretty, I like her too."

"No way!" Li Qianxia put down her wine glass. "My sister-in-law is mine! I'll inherit her after my brother dies!"

"..." Li Changzhou looked at Yang Qinglan, "I feel... there's something I can't quite put my finger on."

"How you feel right now is exactly how I've always felt. Do you understand how hard I've worked?" Yang Qinglan asked with a gentle smile.

"I've had a tough time too!" Li Qianxia deliberately took a swig of her drink. "My brother used to only pamper me, but now he'll pamper Qinglan. Who can understand the feeling of being cuckolded? Only I understand!"

"A green hat?" Li Changzhou looked at her.

"I've had a hard time too." Yaochi picked up the wine pot and poured herself some wine. "The person I like is getting married today."

"Hey, even though the wedding is simple, today is still my wedding day. Can we talk about something happy?"

"Brother, didn't you notice?" Li Qianxia pointed at herself and Yaochi with the finger holding the wine glass. "Sister Yao and I are performing a talent show."

Li Changzhou looked at Yang Qinglan: "Did you figure it out?"

"It's an act, but it was somewhat heartfelt." Yang Qinglan smiled and raised her cup to drink. The wind blew, and peach blossoms drifted through her flowing hair, landing on her white palace dress.

She didn't care whether others were hurt or not, because she was happy.

Li Qianxia also put aside her feelings and started performing a show. As for what the show was... of course, it was her specialty, "Gokuraku Jodo".

She even changed her clothes.

The beautiful woman in red with white hair from Yaochi also danced a classical dance and sang a play.

Even the most restless modern people, who may not understand her dance or her lyrics, will be attracted by her beautiful figure and captivated by her exquisite singing voice.

At Li Qianxia's urging, Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan also went on stage to perform.

"Besides studying, I have no other talents," Yang Qinglan said.

"What about musical instruments? As a child who grew up in the city, you must have at least one or two, right?" Li Qianxia asked.

"I don't know many instruments; I only know the flute, pipa, xiao, yangqin, erhu, guzheng, guqin, harp, liuqin, sheng, and piano..."

"I get it!" Li Qianxia clapped her hands together. "You can also tell jokes."

With a smile on her face, Yang Qinglan twirled her slender fingers, and the Emerald Bee Sword transformed into a jade flute in a flash of emerald light.

"I'll play the music, and you dance." She held the jade flute to her soft, pink lips.

"I'm dancing?!" Li Changzhou exclaimed incredulously.

The melodious sound of the flute had already begun.

Li Changzhou had no choice but to dance.

After he finished dancing, Li Qianxia, ​​laughing until she cried, immediately went on stage and performed a zombie dance from "Wednesday"? Or a corpse dance?

"Dude, your dance has the urge to inspire people to dance like this!"

The evening arrived amidst laughter and merriment.

Li Changzhou activated the superpower prohibition.

He poured two glasses of wine, handing one to Yang Qinglan, who was dressed in a red wedding gown: "I wonder if this will make you drunk?"

Yang Qinglan took the wine glass, the candlelight casting a mesmerizing glow on her profile.

"Will the power of the immortal wine also be banned?" she asked.

The two intertwined their arms, drank the nuptial wine, and then laughed.

Li Changzhou put down their wine cups, took a deep breath, and pushed Yang Qinglan, who was wearing a wedding dress, onto the bed.

The candlelight flickered, and the red curtains fluttered.

The two, bound together by mortal bodies, were so exhausted, satisfied, and happy that they were unable to move.