On the other side.
Chu Yu and Fu Yunche arrived at the bridal chamber. As soon as the door was opened, a fragrant floral scent wafted out, and the two were astonished when they looked around.
The large bedroom was filled with red roses, the carpet was scattered with rose petals, and there were red balloons as decorations. The character for "double happiness" was pasted on the wall, making it both romantic and festive.
The sheets and duvet cover of the large bed in the room were all red, and the words "Happy Wedding, May You Have a Son Soon" were spelled out on the bed with peanuts, longans and rose petals.
Just then, a celebratory song, "Today is a Good Day," began to play in the room.
Fu Yunche looked embarrassed and quickly went over to turn off the speakers in the corner.
He explained to Chu Yu somewhat awkwardly, "Grandma must have arranged this. We'll make do tonight, and move to the nearby villa tomorrow."
After the marriage, Chu Yu needed to prolong his life and regulate his body, so she needed to be alone. Moreover, she couldn't let the old lady know about this, so it would be best for her to move out.
That villa is very close to the old house, so it's very convenient to come back.
Chu Yu nodded: "Okay."
The two entered the new house and looked around. There was only a bed and a wardrobe attached to the wall. It seemed that the old lady was determined to have them sleep together.
Looking at the festive bright red bed, Fu Yunche's ears turned bright red. After a pause, he suggested, "You sleep on the bed tonight, and I'll sleep on the floor."
Chu Yu shook her head repeatedly: "No, you're not in good health. You sleep on the bed, and I'll meditate on the floor."
After she finished speaking, she sat down in meditation on the carpet.
Seeing her insistence, Fu Yunche had no choice but to go along with her. He had been awake for a relatively long time today, and after holding on for so long, he was now a little sleepy.
He planned to take a shower and then rest. He strode over to the wardrobe, opened it, and found only two sets of bathrobes inside, both red. They seemed to be matching couple outfits. The bathrobes were particularly sexy, especially the women's version, which made him blush.
Fu Yunche blushed instantly, and Chu Yu saw it too, her face turning bright red.
"Um... I guess they took the wrong one. I'll have someone bring the new bathrobe over right away."
He hurriedly uttered a sentence and fled towards the door.
He opened the door to ask the maid to bring him a bathrobe, but there wasn't a single maid on the floor. He took out his pager, but it wouldn't turn on.
Fu Yunche was embarrassed and had no choice but to call Song Ze to buy a new bathrobe and send it over.
After receiving the call, Song Ze couldn't help but complain, "What kind of boss calls his subordinates on his wedding night to ask them to buy matching bathrobes? Is that something a human would do?"
Soon after, Song Ze brought over a new bathrobe and asked, "Sir, is there anything else you need me to tell you?"
"It's gone."
Fu Yunche rubbed his temples, feeling increasingly sleepy, and wished he could lie down on the bed and fall asleep immediately.
Seeing that he looked tired, Song Ze made sure he was alright and gave him his instructions. Then, looking at the festive room and the eight large characters on the wedding bed, he smiled knowingly and said, "Then I wish you and the young mistress a happy wedding night and that you have a son soon."
Fu Yunche was embarrassed, his ears turned red, and he immediately waved his hand at him: "Let's go!"
Song Ze immediately slipped away.
After taking a shower, Fu Yunche lay down on the bed and quickly fell asleep.
He didn't know how long he slept before he drifted into a dream.
In his dream, he was in a huge ancient palace, old and dilapidated, with a sinister atmosphere.
He was very familiar with this place, because he had been here many times in his dreams.
He circled around, but there was no one there; it was quiet and eerie.
I don't know how much time passed, but a familiar flute melody came from not far away. The flute melody was melodious and beautiful, yet it also carried a hint of sorrow.
He found himself walking toward the direction from which the flute music was coming.
After passing through a long corridor, we arrived at a peach grove.
In the peach grove, the peach blossoms are in full bloom. A gentle breeze blows, and countless pink petals dance in the wind. A milky white mist hangs in the air, making it look hazy and beautiful, like a fairyland.
His gaze pierced through the mist and he saw a young woman standing under a peach tree.
The female lead had her back to him. She was wearing a gorgeous pink palace dress, with her long hair cascading down her back. A peach blossom hairpin adorned her head. A gust of wind blew, and the hem of her skirt fluttered, giving her an ethereal and fairy-like appearance, like a celestial fairy.
It's her again!
He had dreamed of this woman countless times.
Fu Yunche gazed at her, his heart quickly calming down. After a flute melody ended, the woman turned to look at him.
Fu Yunche stared intently at her, trying to see her face clearly. However, the mist made her face appear hazy, and he could only vaguely see her eyes, which were clear and bright, with a deep sadness in them.
Looking into her eyes, Fu Yunche felt a ripple in his heart and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"
The woman did not answer, but stared at him for a moment before saying, "I'm leaving."
Fu Yunche's heart skipped a beat, and he asked urgently, "Where are you going?"
The woman gestured for him to be quiet, then turned and walked deeper into the peach grove.
Fu Yunche anxiously tried to catch up, but before he could take a step, the ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked open, and with a loud bang, he fell into a black hole. Below the black hole was a large river.
With a splash, he fell into the icy river. The water was deep and dark, and the ghostly water plants below quickly wrapped around him, tightly binding his hands and feet, making him unable to move.
The more he struggled, the tighter the water plants constricted him, until he could no longer breathe, lost the strength to struggle, and was dragged by the water plants to the dark riverbed, sinking into an abyss of endless despair.
"Fu Yunche, Fu Yunche..."
An urgent shout suddenly came from above, exploding in his ears, jolting him awake.
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