On the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, a wedding was held at the Marshal's Mansion. The commotion lasted until very late before Qianchen returned to his room.
Hearing Qian Chen's footsteps, Leng Yue turned around and looked at him, her eyes smiling. "You're back? Have you been drinking?"
Qian Chen shook his head at Leng Yue, then took something out of his pocket and handed it to Leng Yue.
"What?" Leng Yue asked, confused.
"Open it and take a look." Qianchen smiled indulgently.
Leng Yue took it and found it looked like proof. She opened it suspiciously, only to see that it read:
Two families unite in marriage, a covenant is made in this hall, a blessed union is forever sealed, a perfect match is celebrated. Behold the peach blossoms in full bloom today, a symbol of a harmonious and prosperous home; may future generations be numerous and flourishing. With this vow of lifelong commitment, inscribed on fine paper, may our pledge of love be recorded in the annals of marriage. This is our witness.
"Is this a marriage certificate?" Leng Yue looked at Qian Chen with surprise. "I love it!"
"I knew you'd like it," Qianchen said, happy to see Leng Yue smiling so happily.
"I thought there wouldn't be one here." Leng Yue held the marriage certificate in both hands, looking at it repeatedly, her smile growing wider and wider.
"So beautiful!" Leng Yue said, the blessings on the marriage certificate were beautiful and enviable.
"She is beautiful," Qianchen said to Lengyue, "Yueyue looks especially beautiful today!"
Qianchen cupped Lengyue's face in his hands, gazing deeply into her eyes, "She's like a star from the sky, fallen into my heart."
Leng Yue's face flushed red instantly, her eyes darting around, and she said something that ruined the mood, "How come you... have become so glib?"
"Don't you like it?" Qian Chen kissed Leng Yue, a smile in his eyes.
Leng Yue shook her head, "I'm just a little overwhelmed."
"Haha, you!" Qianchen kissed Lengyue's forehead helplessly. "We've been married for so long, and you can't even accept a sweet word?"
"It's because we didn't go through life-and-death ordeals to get together. It feels like we've jumped straight into an old married couple mode before we've even had a passionate romance!" Leng Yue said, breaking free from Qian Chen's embrace and leaning against the bedside, looking at Qian Chen.
"I've never seen you so eloquent before. Did you learn it from that little vixen?" Leng Yue stared at Qian Chen, half-jokingly.
Qian Chen sighed helplessly, looking at Leng Yue with amusement, "My little darling, you alone are already giving me so much trouble, how could I dare to provoke others?"
"Then why did your words suddenly become so sweet? And you even know how to prepare a surprise?" Leng Yue said this, but the smile on her lips revealed her good mood.
"It just came to mind, from the bottom of my heart." Qian Chen wasn't angry; instead, he let Leng Yue make a fuss.
"I..." Leng Yue wanted to say something, but Qian Chen covered her mouth with his, "Mmm..."
Qian Chen grabbed Leng Yue's fidgeting hand and shamelessly said, "A little commotion is fun, a big commotion is fun... Since my wife is so anxious, I'll respectfully comply!"
Leng Yue, panting, glared at Qian Chen, "Nonsense, what kind of nonsense is this... what?"
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The next day, just as dawn was breaking.
"Awake?" As soon as Leng Yue opened her eyes, she saw Qian Chen propping his head up and looking at her from the side.
Leng Yue smiled and said, "Good morning."
"Good morning, did you sleep well?" Qianchen said, pulling up the brocade quilt that had slipped off Lengyue's body, and said righteously, "Please don't tempt your husband."
Leng Yue was yawning comfortably when Qian Chen's actions startled her and made her stop. "Are you running a fever? You seem a bit strange, like you haven't taken your medicine!"
"I'm fine," Qian Chen's eyes darkened when Leng Yue touched him with her small hand. He helplessly put Leng Yue's hand under the covers. "Don't move. Cover yourself well and be careful not to catch a cold."
"Are you really alright?" Leng Yue looked at Qian Chen in disbelief, but then she noticed something new: "The red dot between your eyebrows is getting bigger."
"It's nothing," Qian Chen said casually as she got out of bed, putting on her clothes while instructing Leng Yue, "You rest a little longer. We'll just go over to the main house at nine o'clock to make a formality. I still need to check on the military camp. Don't worry, I'll be back soon."
Leng Yue looked at Qian Chen, "Do newlyweds have to go to the military camp? Aren't there any honeymoon leave?"
Qianchen paused in her buttoning, then shook her head. "No, I'm the young marshal, no one gives me a holiday."
"Alright then, go and come back soon." After saying that, Leng Yue pulled the blanket over her head in a huff.
After a while, just when Leng Yue thought Qian Chen had left, the blanket was pulled down.
"Alright, I'll be right back." Qianchen said, then kissed Lengyue's forehead. "Be good, sleep a little longer."
Only after Leng Yue nodded did Qian Chen pinch Leng Yue's nose again and leave.
After Qianchen left, Lengyue couldn't sleep at all. So she got up, bathed, and washed, and then began to cultivate. The incident with the giant rock had left a shadow in Lengyue's heart, and she was filled with a sense of crisis about the future.
While Leng Yue was meditating, Ling wanted to talk to her about Qian Chen, but dared not disturb her. Just as Leng Yue finished her meditation and was about to speak, Qian Chen returned.
After that, Leng Yue and Qian Chen were always busy with other things, and Ling never had a chance to meet them.
As the sun set, Leng Yue returned to her main residence and contacted Zero. "Has headquarters sent someone?"
Ling was stunned by the question; he hadn't expected Leng Yue to ask it.
"Isn't this what you've been wanting to say all along?" Leng Yue thought that Ling had also wanted to talk about this!
“No, I meant his situation,” Zero shook his head. “I think he’s acting strangely; his breathing seems very unsteady.”
Leng Yue knew that Ling was referring to Qian Chen, because his name was taboo in the space, so they all tried to avoid mentioning it. Hearing Ling say that Qian Chen's breathing was unstable, Leng Yue became anxious.
"You felt it too?" When Leng Yue and Qian Chen were together, Ling didn't turn on the surveillance, but even so, he could feel the instability, which meant that Qian Chen's problem was really serious.
“I sensed it from you,” Zero explained. “The aura he left on you was chaotic, even somewhat unpleasant.”
"What should we do?" Leng Yue had never encountered such a situation before, and she didn't know the reason or how to deal with it.
Ling pondered for a moment, "Try to use your true energy to help him regulate his spirit. He'll run into problems sooner or later if he keeps doing this."
Leng Yue nodded, "Don't worry, I understand."
"Yueyue," Ling suddenly called out to Lengyue again.
"Huh?" Leng Yue asked, puzzled. "What's wrong?"
"Be careful, the true energy you're using to guide his soul comes from your own soul. If you're not careful, you'll both suffer." Zero actually wanted Leng Yue to give up, but she didn't say it aloud.
"What's the worst that could happen?" Leng Yue knew it was best to make plans for such things as soon as possible.
"Both of us will fall into demonic possession, or we'll both be reduced to ashes!" Zero took a deep breath, then smiled bitterly. "That way, I'll become an orphan."
"To be reduced to ashes?" Leng Yue murmured. "Ling, if we really are reduced to ashes together, you have to take good care of yourself."
“I understand,” Zero sighed. “Actually, I told you this hoping to make you back down, but I knew it… never mind, love always makes people unable to think…”
Leng Yue shook her head. "It's not that I can't think, it's that I can't let him go. He saved me, I can't abandon him."
“I know, I know,” Zero replied softly, “I understand, really!” But I was still sad.
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