Chapter 76 Black Pineapple vs. Entering the Bridal Chamber "Bowing to Heaven and Earth—"...
Amidst the gasps of the crowd, Wen Yinhe rode his horse at breakneck speed to Lu Huaijin. He braked suddenly, and the large red flower on his horse's head nearly collided with Lu Huaijin's horse.
"Slow down, be careful!" Lu Huaijin was startled, and said with a worried yet reproachful smile.
Upon getting closer, Wen Yinhe finally saw Lu Huaijin's face clearly.
With sharp eyebrows and a high nose bridge, his thin lips, which should have been sharp and aloof, were now uncontrollably upturned, showing no trace of his usual imposing aura.
His dark, icy eyes melted away, transforming into two warm pools of spring water, reflecting Wen Yinhe's jade-like face, flushed slightly by the sunlight and joy.
"Huai Jin, you look so beautiful today..."
Wen Yinhe gazed at Lu Huaijin with infatuation, completely absorbed in the moment.
They couldn't tell the difference between acting, games, and shows at all.
He could only gaze intently at him, at his lover who was as passionate and dazzling as the sun, praising him with a shy yet straightforward expression:
"I simply can't take my eyes off you."
Two blushes suddenly appeared on Lu Huaijin's face. Perhaps it was because the sun was too strong. He couldn't help but raise his hand to fan himself. It was rare for him to give in to Wen Yinhe's direct gaze.
"Let's save those words for our wedding night."
Just then, someone called out to Wen Yinhe from above the restaurant—
"Young Master Wen, catch!"
The next second, a huge love knot fell into Wen Yinhe's arms, with long red ribbons fluttering at both ends.
Wen Yinhe was slightly taken aback. He quickly looked up and nodded to a tavern waiter who appeared to be a staff member above him to express his gratitude. Then he threw one end of the red silk into Lu Huaijin's arms, while he took the other end of the red silk and threw the love knot in the middle between the two of them.
Lu Huaijin smiled and held the red silk in front of him. The long red silk connected with Wen Yinhe beside him, like a red magpie bridge.
Wen Yinhe quietly pulled the reins toward Lu Huaijin, making the white horse move closer to the black horse. The two horses swayed their tails together and then nuzzled each other, reluctant to part.
Two red ribbons hung softly down, swaying slightly between two horses, one black and one white, with a large red love knot in the center, like the red thread of fate from the Old Man Under the Moon.
[Ahhhhhh, so sweet! The Immortal Lord has such a sweet tongue! The Demon Lord deserves a deep kiss!!!]
[I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cry! So beautiful! They're both stunningly gorgeous! Chinese weddings are the best! This is the wedding of the movie star and CEO Lu! I'd like to see who dares to disobey!!!]
[Holy crap!!! Which genius came up with the idea of tying the two of them together with a big red ribbon?! What's the difference between that and a red thread?! This is so clever!!! You'll get a huge paycheck!!!]
The two walked side by side to Lu Huaijin's residence. After dismounting, they held red silk ribbons and tied a love knot together as they crossed the gate and stepped onto the red carpet.
Xiao Ye and An Zicheng learned through Xiao Jue's carrier pigeon in the morning that Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin were getting married, and immediately rushed back from their own dungeon.
Their story is simple: on the day Xiao Ye marries Zheng Shuming, the son-in-law of the Xiao family, An Zicheng suddenly jumps out from the guests' seats, threatening to steal the bride, and then picks up Xiao and runs away.
The group then went through a series of chaotic battles, including a magical clash with the scumbag, resulting in both sides being injured, and Xiao being able to save only one of them, facing the question from both sides, "Will you save him or me?"
Xiao wiped away non-existent tears and sobbed softly at Zheng Shuming with a pure and innocent expression, "I'm sorry... I can be anyone but my brother Zicheng."
Then, without hesitation, she threw herself into An Zicheng's arms, which made Zheng Shuming so angry that he almost went mad on the spot.
The An family is a close friend of the Xiao family, and the whole family are canine-like demons. An Zicheng's true form is a wolf, but the production team couldn't actually find a wolf to play the role, so they brought in a golden retriever to play An Zicheng's true form.
After the commotion, Xiao kept calling An Zicheng "little dog, little dog" all day long, and would occasionally make a "sucking" sound.
An Zicheng pretended to be angry, but actually wagged his tail more enthusiastically than the golden retriever. He even wanted to lie down and bark, but Xiao stopped him in a flustered manner, saying that he didn't have such a fetish!
An Zicheng thought Xiao Ye was just shy, so he unilaterally agreed to be Xiao Ye's puppy in bed from now on. Judging from the expectation in his eyes, it was clear that someone else really had this kind of fetish.
Then, unsurprisingly, Xiao Ye, enraged, chased him around the house and beat him.
These two are very playful; they chased the wedding procession all the way and snatched a lot of candy meant for the children.
At this moment, Xiao was in high spirits and excitedly suggested that he send his blessings to Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin.
As a family renowned for its musical cultivation, the two brothers of the Xiao family were naturally both musical cultivators.
However, Xiao Jue majored in singing, while Xiao Ye majored in musical instruments.
Xiao does play musical instruments in real life and has studied music theory. At this moment, he is playing a pipa that he has temporarily learned as a guitar. Although it is strange, it is at least not unbearable to listen to.
Even with this Jipa version of "Wedding in a Dream" paired with a classic Chinese wedding, it still feels a bit abstract.
However, the more abstract stuff is yet to come.
Because Xiao Jue sang a Cantonese song called "Black Pineapple".
Xiao Jue's Cantonese is quite standard; without listening to the lyrics, you have no idea what he's singing.
Xiao also accompanied his brother on the zither.
On this joyous day, Lu Huaijin couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter, collapsing onto Wen Yinhe and nearly tearing Wen Yinhe's wedding attire to shreds. His unrestrained laughter filled the entire front hall, making him resemble a villainous demon lord.
Infected by Lu Huaijin, Wen Yinhe's shoulders began to tremble uncontrollably. He could only bury his face in Lu Huaijin's neck, as if he had turned on a vibration mode, while also holding Lu Huaijin tightly to prevent him from slipping to the ground.
[Someone please save this Demon Lord! He seems to be going insane!]
[I can't take it anymore! Do you really have to make me even happier on such a happy day? Hahahaha]
[I think the extras in the audience are about to burst too, hahaha, hold it in! Every laugh costs 100! (doge)]
[Extras: We're doomed, this is a group attack! [Panic]]
How did the young master manage to hold back his laughter?! Has living together for so many years honed his skills? He didn't even flinch at a single note! (laughing and crying)
By the time the long song "Black Pineapple" was finished, everyone in the audience had already left for quite a while.
The extras were the first to snap out of it, and soullessly offered their congratulations:
"As expected of the legendary Master Miaoyin, who can 'sever the soul with one song and bring it back to life with another'! This singing is truly wonderful, wonderful indeed!"
"In that brief moment, I felt as if I were in heaven one moment and hell the next, as if ten years had passed. The magical power of the Myriad Sound Immortal is truly formidable; I am filled with admiration!"
The comments section was filled with praise for their professionalism, with many saying they had never thought "Black Pineapple" was so long.
After gracefully returning to the guest seating area, Xiao Jue sat down next to Du Ruopu, who looked uneasy and unsure of what to do, and asked bluntly:
"Am I a terrible singer?"
"No, no, no...no..." Du Ruopu waved his hands hurriedly, then scratched his head anxiously, racking his brains to squeeze out words of comfort, afraid of hurting Xiao Jue's feelings, "Actually, it's alright, really, you get used to it and it's actually quite nice to listen to..."
Xiao Jue couldn't help but chuckle and said, "It's really kind of you to go to such lengths."
Du Ruopu stopped talking, secretly annoyed at his own clumsiness.
Xiao Jue, however, truly didn't care. He was born with an extremely striking and aggressive appearance, his thin lips slightly upturned, holding a flamboyant smile, and his whole body radiating a sharp light.
"It may sound bad, but I didn't do it on purpose. I've tried, but this is my natural flaw, and I can't change it. It's not my fault, so I'm not sad about it, and I'm never ashamed of it. After all, nobody's perfect, and I'm not a god. Everyone has flaws."
“When I was little, someone made fun of me for this, so I sang songs in his ear for a month straight. I sang whatever songs he liked. At first he laughed, but later he cried and begged me to stop singing, saying that he dreamed of my singing every night and didn’t even dare to listen to songs anymore.”
Du Ruopu was stunned and it took him a long time to come to his senses. He looked at Xiao Jue with starry eyes, full of admiration and respect.
"Mr. Xiao, you're amazing..."
“If you want to, you can be as strong as me,” Xiao Jue accepted the praise generously, turning his head to look at him. There was no condescending scrutiny or pity in his eyes, only expectation and encouragement. “You have the ability and the desire, don’t you?”
Du Ruopu stared blankly at the confident, powerful, and incredibly beautiful man in front of her. For some reason, her cheeks inexplicably burned, and her heart suddenly began to pound in her chest, faster and faster, heavier and heavier.
An invisible force was stirring in my heart, clamoring to vent the pent-up frustration and humiliation of the past few decades.
Xiao Jue knew when to stop; the rest depended on how strong Du Ruopu's resolve was.
"Besides, if you can make the person you like laugh, I think this flaw should be considered a strength."
Xiao Jue changed the subject, his peach blossom eyes slightly raised, and the corners of his lips curved into a smile that was not quite a smile, as he looked at him meaningfully.
"Go ahead and laugh if you want, don't you think, Mr. Du?"
This is no different from simply saying "I like you".
Du Ruopu's already racing heart nearly leaped out of his throat, his face flushed red, and a strange, indescribable flutter quietly tugged at his heart, making him feel shy even to glance at Xiao Jue.
[Ah... Waaaaaah, I take back my laughter. I never imagined the young master had such an experience... QAQ]
[The young master's inner strength is too powerful! Respect! I never expected him to retaliate in this way, hahaha! So cute!]
The young master is so charming! His confidence shines through! I feel like Kapibala is already falling for him.
The wedding ceremony is still ongoing.
"The auspicious time has arrived—"
The master of ceremonies' loud voice drowned out the noise in the hall, and the scene instantly fell silent.
Everyone unconsciously turned their gaze to the center.
A pair of young men dressed in bright red wedding attire stood side by side, their heights almost identical.
One is elegant and gentle like warm jade, the other is sharp and flamboyant like a precious sword.
Two figures with completely different temperaments blended together, creating an indescribable harmony.
"First bow to Heaven and Earth—"
Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin couldn't help but smile at each other, each holding one end of the red silk, and turned around at the same time to face the sky and earth outside the house, and solemnly bowed.
"Second bow to the parents—"
Both characters have lost their parents, both on and off screen. However, when the camera slowly pans to the hall above, viewers are astonished to find four photos on it, all of them dressed in modern clothes, which look like they are quite old.
[Holy crap... I can't believe it... Could this be a photo of the movie star and CEO Lu's biological parents...?]
Upon hearing this, many viewers in the live chat burst into tears.
[Damn it! Don't use the knife of family ties to kill me!!!]
[Oh my god... I got goosebumps all over... Who can understand the shock and impact of the camera focusing on those two couples dressed in modern clothes! It really felt like traveling through time! The thought of them only having each other left made me cry uncontrollably, sob sob sob sob]
Both couples look so gentle. I can't imagine how happy the movie star and CEO Lu would be if they were still here... No, no, I can't think about these things, my heart is killing me, waaaaaaah!
[Are you serious, production team?! Oh my god! You bastards! Looks like I have no choice but to give you this gift money! I'll pay! I'll pay, okay? Waaaaaah!]
Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin also saw the photo on the altar.
This was naturally done with their consent, and the four photos were provided by them themselves.
Even though they were prepared, the two still couldn't help but tear up when they saw their faces.
With this bow, the two performed the grand ceremony of three bows and nine kowtows.
"Husband and wife bowing to each other—"
After composing themselves, the two stood face to face, their eyes reflecting each other's red attire, and their expressions softened, revealing smiles.
When they bowed at the same time, their jade crowns almost collided.
Wen Yinhe quickly helped to support him, but at the same moment Lu Huaijin also raised his hand and touched it with his. They then naturally clasped hands and never let go.
"The ceremony is complete—send them to the bridal chamber!"
The two entered the bridal chamber amidst the cheers and jeers of the guests.
Inside the room, red candles burned brightly, and the two sat side by side on the couch, their bright red wedding attire and the red quilt beneath them overlapping to create a vibrant red wave.
This time, Wen Yinhe volunteered to drink the Heqin wine with Lu Huaijin.
They each held a cup, their arms intertwined, their wide, bright red sleeves hanging down, revealing two equally slender and powerful male wrists.
With a sudden breath close, Wen Yinhe could clearly see Lu Huaijin's long eyelashes tremble slightly, and the entire process of his thin lips being slowly moistened with water.
The sweet and spicy liquor slid down my throat, burning all the way to my stomach.
Two blushes suddenly appeared on Wen Yinhe's cheeks, whether from the alcohol or the warmth emanating from their skin touching, it was hard to tell.
After finishing their drinks, neither of them immediately pulled away from the other. Instead, in this close embrace, they couldn't help but lean in and kiss.
A kiss of utmost purity, accompanied by a soft, moist sound, their breaths brushing against each other's nostrils, carrying a faint scent of wine and each other's unique aroma.
[Ughhhhh, I finally managed to free the Immortal Venerable from being tied up, and now they're throwing this pure love stunt at me again? Fine, fine, they're just going to keep the audience hooked like this!!!]
Stick your tongue out! What kind of face is it to just touch lips together? Are you two a legitimate couple? I'm asking you...
Judging from the eager expressions of the viewers in the live chat, anyone who didn't know better would think they were the ones getting married.
However, Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin are not in a hurry this time. Since they didn't have a proper wedding last time, they both plan to complete the ceremony seriously this time.
This applies to both Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin.
As far as Immortal Venerable Lanxue and Demon Venerable Jimie are concerned.
On the table were a pair of gold scissors and a wooden comb.
The two first combed each other's hair with wooden combs. Both of them were wearing wigs, so they could only do a perfunctory combing of their long hair.
However, when Wen Yinhe took the scissors, he deliberately took out a real hair from the wig and cut it. The sharp-eyed viewers in the live chat noticed his little action and clicked their tongues.
After finishing the haircut, Wen Yinhe naturally handed the strands of hair to Lu Huaijin.
Lu Huaijin took it and held it tightly in his hand. He lowered his head slightly and asked Wen Yinhe to cut off a piece for him as well. Then he returned Wen Yinhe's piece as well.
In front of Lu Huaijin, Wen Yinhe meticulously intertwined two strands of black hair together, then tied them tightly with a red thread, creating a knot so tight that even if Leeuwenhoek were reincarnated, he would never be able to untie it. Lu Huaijin almost burst out laughing at the sight.
“Let’s put them in together.” Wen Yinhe coughed lightly, blushing as he took Lu Huaijin’s hand, and opened an exquisite brocade pouch with his other hand.
“Let’s each pinch one side,” Lu Huaijin carefully adjusted Wen Yinhe’s hand gestures, “that’s what it means to do it together.”
The two of them leaned their heads together in the dim candlelight, each extending two fingers to carefully hold one end of a strand of hair.
Then, holding their breath, they gently and carefully tossed the hair into the brocade pouch.
Wen Yinhe carefully tied a knot with a red rope, then placed the brocade pouch containing the two people's hair into Lu Huaijin's hand. He covered Lu Huaijin's hand with both palms, clasped his hands together, gripped the pouch tightly, and muttered something with his eyes closed.
Lu Huaijin leaned closer to listen curiously—
"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, Old Man of the Moon, please show your power and bless Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin to be together forever..."
"Pfft," Lu Huaijin finally couldn't help but laugh, his long, narrow eyes swaying in the candlelight, burning one's eyes, "You're so childish."
Wen Yinhe blinked innocently: "I don't know who insisted on holding one side of my hair and putting it in together with me..."
Lu Huaijin chuckled and clicked his tongue: "You're such a chatterbox, I think you just need a kiss."
Wen Yinhe made a move to escape, but Lu Huaijin pounced on him like a hungry tiger.
The two laughed and rolled into the wedding bed together, their bright red wedding dresses rolling on the red quilt, truly resembling layers of red waves.
Wen Yinhe pressed down on Lu Huaijin's shoulder and took the opportunity to reach out and remove the jade crown from Lu Huaijin's head.
Lu Huaijin lay down with the force of Wen Yinhe's push, letting his long black hair flow over his handsome face, which was flushed, and his burning ear tips, cascading down his shoulders.
Wen Yinhe casually pulled down the gauze curtain at the head of the bed.
The last scene the viewers saw was Lu Huaijin's slender, fair forearm sliding out of the wide, fiery red sleeve and hooking around Wen Yinhe's neck. Then, Wen Yinhe's tall figure covered him completely, pulling him tightly into his arms.
The camera subtly focuses on the flickering red candle, illuminating the room with an ambiguous and enchanting springtime atmosphere.
[Ughhhhh, the lights went out so fast this time! Not even a kiss! (Not sticking out their tongues doesn't count!) Ugh! Humph!!!]
[Alright, alright, you two stop arguing! You're both so immature! You're both probably more mature than each other! Together you're probably in kindergarten at most!]
[Waaaaah, to be honest, I have a special constitution that makes me collapse if I don't ship Wen Lu. Forcing myself to endure it will only damage my body and mind. Don't think I'm lying. Everyone's constitution is different. Just because you don't know doesn't mean it doesn't exist in the world QAQ]
[Anyway, congratulations on your marriage! Wishing you happiness, sob sob sob]
At this moment, the viewers in the live chat were so engrossed in the joy of their favorite couple getting married that they had almost completely forgotten about things like the Immortal Lord or the Demon Lord.
However, they soon discovered that the following plot unfolded as if it were being sped up.
When the camera pans out again, the guests have vanished.
The red carpet was taken down, the banquet was completely removed, and even the red silk and red lanterns around the house were nowhere to be seen.
Just as the viewers in the live chat were wondering why they had left so quickly after only two days of marriage, they saw two tall figures, one in black and one in white, walk out of the house hand in hand.
Wen Yinhe eventually changed back into his white robes. He had a handsome face, his black hair was simply tied up, and his temperament was like a clear spring, pure and clear.
Lu Huaijin wore a dark ink-colored brocade robe with subtle patterns, his hair casually draped over most of his shoulders, exuding an air of nobility and languor that perfectly complemented his proud and sharp temperament.
The clothes of the two looked very familiar. Upon closer inspection, it was the same outfit the other had worn during the Lantern Festival.
[Haha! I told you they swapped clothes during the Lantern Festival, right? And now they've swapped back! I'm totally shipping them!]
Amidst the barrage of comments expressing adoration for the couple, some observant viewers sensed that something was off about the two's relationship.
Wen Yinhe, in particular, seemed to have changed in his eyes and temperament, but it was hard to pinpoint exactly what was different.
However, the moment Wen Yinhe turned his head to look at Lu Huaijin, the viewers in the live chat finally noticed a strand of white hair at Wen Yinhe's temple.
[Huh? Wait a minute! That's... white hair? Hiss, the Immortal Venerable's original skin is showing...?]
[Wait, the Demon Lord has them too! And even more than the Immortal Lord! How many years has passed? Wait, aren't they cultivators? Do they age? ???]
I have a very bad feeling... they might be up to something. Oh well, I'd better get some toilet paper ready! QAQ
The subsequent plot developments quickly proved that the viewers' anxiety was not unfounded.
Lu Huaijin sat under a tree reading a book, while Wen Yinhe practiced his swordsmanship beside him.
He was tall and slender, his sword-wielding movements were fluid and graceful, and his sword strikes were clean and crisp, almost audible with a faint sound of wind breaking through the air. His waist twisted with great strength, and his shoulders and back were broad and upright. Every movement seemed to be specially designed, and his flowing clothes perfectly showcased his smooth and beautiful figure.
It doesn't look like proper sword practice; it looks more like a peacock spreading its tail feathers.
His efforts successfully attracted the attention of the only male present.
Lu Huaijin unconsciously put down the book in his hand, and instead propped his head up, leisurely appreciating Wen Yinhe's sword dance.
Wen Yinhe immediately danced even more energetically, and the comments section was filled with praise.
Just then, Xiao Jue slowly walked into the courtyard from outside. Seeing Wen Yinhe's sword-wielding posture, he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:
"Although Immortal Venerable Lanxue has spent ten years in the mortal realm, her swordsmanship remains as elegant and exquisite as ever."
Before the viewers could even register their shock—how could ten years have passed in the blink of an eye—they saw Wen Yinhe pause in his swordplay, then utter an even more unexpected statement:
"Who is Immortal Venerable Lanxue...?"
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