"General Huo has managed to invite my senior brother to oversee things, so it seems he has come prepared. It has been a long time since we two have had a duel. Senior brother, please listen to the first line of the couplet: 'Spring breeze and rain nourish peach and plum trees.'"

Feng Yuandao stroked his beard a couple of times, shaking his head as he spoke.

"The autumn moon, frosty and clear, shines on the paulownia tree."

"May you have peace and safety every year!" (Horizontal scroll)

The students who had come with Mr. Feng took out their pens, ink, paper, and inkstones and quickly took notes. No wonder he was famous; just look at his literary talent.

"good!!"

"good!"

"Mr. Feng is a man of exceptional literary talent."

The wedding procession clapped merrily, and Fan Er, while clapping, nudged Er Heidao beside him twice with his elbow.

"What? Do you understand?"

"I don't understand," the burly, dark-skinned boy said.

"You can't understand why you're clapping," Fan Er laughed.

"Anyway, it sounds pretty good. This guy is really amazing."

"It's okay, I don't understand it anyway."

"Hahahaha, the young general is so happy to be getting married."

Huo Xiaocheng was filled with anticipation. As long as he pushed open this door, he could rightfully bring her home, in front of everyone.

"No, you have to beat me before you can get in."

Today, Miao Cuifang was forced by Liu Xu to wear a gold and white tight-fitting waist-cinching robe. He also had to undo the braids he had previously worn and tie them into a ponytail that hung on top of his head. At first, Miao Cuifang was not used to it, but when he saw Liu Xu blushing shyly when she saw him wearing this, he cleared his throat and took two steps like Zhao Kai.

Hehe, she thinks I'm good-looking~

"Master Miao?" Huo Xiaocheng was a little doubtful. No, could someone else do it? When you do it, it's either poison or Gu. How am I supposed to consummate our marriage tonight?

"I don't use poison."

Seeing that the groom was still somewhat hesitant, Miao Cuifang continued...

"I don't use Gu."

"Okay... then, you keep your word, please don't use it."

To be honest, this is just a formality. If they really didn't want Huo Xiaocheng to come in, they could have just had Cen Ang stand in front of the door, and no one except the leader of the martial arts alliance would be allowed in.

When Chunying lay on Huo Xiaocheng's back, the young man felt a huge weight lifted from his shoulders. It had truly been a long and difficult journey. They hadn't gone to the underworld together as in his dream, and Pingyang hadn't fallen.

Before the bride could even begin to cry, the groom's tears were already streaming down his face.

"What's wrong? Why is the groom crying?" the matchmaker asked, standing there at a loss.

In all the years she's been a wedding attendant, she's never seen a groom shed a tear; the groom's tears fall faster than the bride's.

Chunying broke free from his arm, lifted her veil, and took out a handkerchief from her bosom to wipe away his tears.

"Don't cry, we're getting married now," the girl gently comforted her.

"I am truly happy to have married you, as happy as if I had won a battle."

That's how tears are; the more you try to comfort them, the more they cry. But you can't just let your loved one cry without trying to comfort them.

"Huo Xiaocheng, me too, I'm also very... happy to marry you."

From this day forward, we will be together, sharing life and death.

— Bowing to Heaven and Earth

— Second bow to the parents

On her mother's side, it's Cen Ang and Zhao Kai; on her husband's side, it's He Yi and Huo Shuwen.

Cen's mother was overjoyed. The daughter she had raised had married the man she loved, and she didn't even have to leave home. She was happy about it.

He Yi was also happy that her son had grown up, gotten married, had children, and was now taking on the responsibility of a family.

Only Huo Shuwen was acting strangely; he still thought Huo Xiaocheng was just a greenhorn. His son, who was staggering around in front of him, was getting married like this?

"Father, please have some tea."

He Yi nudged the person next to her twice and whispered...

"Your daughter-in-law is serving you tea."

"Oh, oh, drink up." The man took the teacup and took out a red envelope from his pocket, handing it to Chunying.

“Live a good life. He’s not right in the head. If he says anything that makes you unhappy, just beat him up. Ouch, Yi, that hurts a little.”

He Yi hit him again; for some reason, his wife's strength was getting stronger and stronger.

The eagle rubbed his arms a couple of times, then took the soft hand of the person beside him and said, "Look, Yi, our son has grown up. You and I will definitely grow old together, just like I said when I took you away from the capital."

The road ahead is long, but if you are by my side for the rest of my life, it will be as sweet as honey. When that time comes, we will share the same bed in life and the same coffin in death.

Springtime romance filled the air, candlelight flickered in the room, and a young man, holding a wedding scale, lifted the veil.

He had seen this face countless times in his dreams and in reality, and every time he saw it, it made his face flush and his heart race. This must be the face of a peach blossom. The girl looked at him with a smile as beautiful as a flower, and the two pearls at the corners of her eyes danced upwards with the curve of her eyebrows. The candlelight reflected on her slightly flushed face.

"Spring Cherry," Huo Xiaocheng called out.

"I am here."

The setting sun shyly shines through the flower-patterned window, the floating clouds timidly peek out, and her cherry-red lips part slightly to release a fragrant aroma.