Ever since Rong Qing met Lu Qingsi, he would come from Shangyuan Sect from time to time to bring her things. He came very frequently, but he never stayed long. He would leave as soon as he put down the things, which made Lu Qingsi feel a little embarrassed to send him away.
Rong Xu's seclusion was not easy. He had already gained some insights, but every time he closed his eyes, the image of Lu Qingsi gently calling him "husband" would appear in his mind. His face would turn red, his anger would rise, and all the spiritual energy he had gathered would dissipate.
Time flies, and three years later, it was time for the Shangyuan Sect to come and fetch the bride.
Although those who cultivate themselves are no longer so concerned with worldly rituals, a grand and magnificent marriage is undoubtedly something to be envied.
On this day, Rong Xu did not wear his usual white clothes, but instead changed into a bright red wedding dress.
Her honey-colored skin was wrapped in a red wedding dress, revealing only her face, which appeared slightly flushed from a distance, as if she were drunk.
He reached out his hand to Lu Qingsi, took her hand, and led her to stand on a sword tied with red silk, riding the clouds to Shangyuan Sect.
Lu Qingsi looked at the sword tied with red silk at her feet and said with a somewhat awkward expression, "Rong Xu, why tie red silk to the sword? It looks a bit silly. If you want it to be more festive, you can use a sword with a red hilt."
Rong Xu nodded seriously after hearing Lu Qingsi's words: "Hmm, what you said makes sense. I'll have him do that next time when my elder brother gets married."
Upon arriving at Shangyuan Sect, Lu Qingsi was warmly welcomed to her bridal chamber, while Rong Xu went outside to offer toasts. Lu Qingsi, sitting inside, could only faintly hear the commotion outside; she couldn't hear anything else.
Looking at the room filled with red, she thought of Rong Xu and the boudoir pleasures in her dream, and a layer of rouge appeared on her fair face.
With a creak, the outer door opened. Lu Qingsi thought it was Rong Xu, but unexpectedly, it was Rong Qing who walked in.
Lu Qingsi: ...
This was rather awkward. Rong Qing was Rong Xu's older brother, and now he was also Lu Qingsi's older brother. On their wedding night, Rong Qing was the one who didn't come, and Lu Qingsi couldn't describe her feelings.
"Why is my brother here? Rong Qing, he..." If the bride could run out of the bridal chamber, Lu Qingsi would have rushed out to pull Rong Xu over.
Rong Qing seemed to have drunk quite a bit, his eyes were a little glazed. He looked at Lu Qingsi carefully, and it took him a long time to recognize who she was: "It's Qingsi, you're getting married today."
Lu Qingsi nodded: "Yes, brother. You've had too much to drink, you should go back first."
"I didn't drink too much," Rong Qing mumbled like a child, his slightly upturned lips looking rather cute.
Lu Qingsi wondered if she could throw the person out now?
Hearing footsteps getting closer, Lu Qingsi guessed that Rong Xu must have returned. She opened the window, threw Rong Qing out, and closed the window in one swift motion, and Rong Qing was no longer in the room.
The door was pushed open again, and Rong Xu returned as expected.
Rong Xu wrinkled his nose and asked, "Big brother was here just now?" Although he was asking someone, he seemed to already have the answer.
Lu Qingsi found it somewhat amusing: "Do you have a dog's nose? You can smell this."
Rong Xu laughed and said, "I'm quite close to my elder brother, how could I not know him? What's wrong with him?"
Lu Qingsi knew she couldn't hide it from him, so she said, "Perhaps I drank too much earlier and went to the wrong place?"
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