Qi Fengyu was absorbed in her own emotions and therefore did not notice that Ji Mofan was acting strangely.
Actually, the latter subtly added a little something to the emcee's lyrics.
A more common phrase among ordinary families would be "bow to heaven and earth, and the destiny is set." This implies that the couple's marriage is ordained by heaven, and this phrase can be seen as announcing the marriage to heaven and earth.
Although Ji Mofan didn't care about going against the heavens, he didn't intend to bear unnecessary karma because of Qi Fengyu.
Changing it to "favorable weather for crops" obscures the attribute of reporting to heaven and earth, and therefore cannot be considered deceiving heaven.
As for bowing to his parents twice, although Shen Yun was also sitting there, he only bowed to Qi Yuan, so there was nothing wrong with that.
"Senior Brother!"
Just as the emcee was about to sing the third line, a discordant note suddenly rang out.
Instantly, all eyes in the room turned to that direction.
Ning Weisheng, having drunk an unknown amount of alcohol, staggered through the crowd and ran from a corner to an open space.
"Senior brother, senior brother, you're drunk, go back and rest!" It was Ning Weisheng's fellow disciple who carried everything again. He was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat and ran out, desperately tugging at Ning Weisheng's clothes, trying to drag him away.
However, Ning Weisheng's cultivation level was at the mid-Nascent Soul stage, while he was only at the late-Golden Core stage. Pulling him around was like an ant trying to shake a tree; it did nothing but rip his clothes into a mess.
The junior apprentice was practically steaming on the spot.
Ning Weisheng's mood had been off ever since he learned of Ji Mofan and Qi Fengyu's marriage. However, apart from secretly going down the mountain half a month ago behind his master Ji Yunhong's back to bring back a large amount of wine and getting himself completely drunk, he hadn't done anything too embarrassing.
Who would have thought something like this would happen today?
What is he planning to do? Is he going to snatch the bride in front of all the immortal sects who came to watch the ceremony?
Did the yellow soup ruin his brain?
"Junior Brother Ning, what are you trying to say?"
After waiting for a while without hearing Ning Weisheng's follow-up to "Senior Brother," and seeing the murmurs of discussion rising among the guests, Ji Mofan had no choice but to step forward and ask aloud.
Looking at Ji Mofan's back, which was partially blocking her view, Qi Fengyu suddenly felt her heart, which had been pounding wildly, suddenly quiet down.
All was silent; in his field of vision, he could only see the back of Ji Mofan in front of him.
"It must be because the atmosphere of today's Daoist Couple Ceremony is too good, and this wedding dress is too fitting for the occasion," Qi Fengyu thought to herself.
If Ji Mofan had known that his unintentional small step could cause such a big misunderstanding, he would have definitely taken a step back just now.
The good news is that he can't hear what Qi Fengyu is thinking.
The bad news is that no one knows what shocking thing Ning Weisheng is going to say next.
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but linger on Ning Weisheng and Qi Fengyu, and the more they looked, the more they felt there was something going on.
They even secretly hoped that Qi Fengyu would make a statement and add fuel to the fire of this farce.
Unfortunately, Qi Fengyu ignored all the other noises at the scene and just quietly held the silk flower and looked at Ji Mofan in front of her.
"...I came here specifically to congratulate my senior brother on his marriage." Ning Weisheng's voice was somewhat slurred as he spoke, and he tried very hard to pronounce each word clearly.
His junior brother, who was desperately pulling him, was dumbfounded.
Is it because you're a big brother that you deliberately attracted everyone's attention just to say such a stupid thing?
Are you teasing the dog?
Upon hearing his words, the crowd's interest waned considerably.
How boring. I was hoping to hear some juicy gossip.
Ning Weisheng was actually a bit tipsy from the alcohol. He was so drunk that he didn't know what was going on when he sat there, so he blurted it out in a moment of impulsiveness.
Actually, once he stood in the open space and took a couple of breaths of fresh air, he felt much more awake.
But the words had already been spoken and the person had already left, so Ning Weisheng was caught in a dilemma, unable to leave or say anything, which resulted in a few seconds of awkward silence in the hall.
Finally managing to utter a vague blessing was already the limit.
"Sorry, senior brother, our senior brother can't hold his liquor. I'll take him away right now!" The junior brother belatedly realized what he had been expecting and secretly regretted his expectations. He pushed and dragged the man away.
This time, Ning Weisheng was relatively obedient and staggered as he followed them out of the main hall.
The little incident at the ceremony gave Ji Mofan a bit of a headache.
"I apologize, please don't mind." He looked at the other guests present, his gaze lingering briefly on the servant in the corner before quickly moving away.
"The Yun Cang Sword Sect has prepared a sumptuous feast for everyone. Please do not be shy and enjoy it to your heart's content."
After exchanging a few polite words with the guests, Ji Mofan led the still-dazed Qi Fengyu away.
This interruption made even Qi Fengyu forget that they had already bowed twice, and that they were still missing the final bow as husband and wife.
Ji Mo Fan obviously forgot about it on purpose.
He wasn't afraid of betraying Qi Fengyu, after all, he had been killed once in his previous life.
But as I said before, if there's no need for cause and effect, why not avoid it if you can?
Aside from countless troubles, Qi Fengyu gave him nothing.
They became Daoist partners but did not build a new courtyard separately; Ji Mofan simply sent Qi Fengyu back to his bedroom.
This place has been renovated separately and transformed into an environment suitable for two people to live in.
This wasn't something Ji Mofan did; it was what Qi Fengyu wanted herself.
Ji Mofan didn't care; let him do whatever he wanted, since it wasn't his money he was spending.
Moreover, his bamboo courtyard is indeed too small; it would be too crowded for two people to live there.
Even Shuanghuang rarely allowed anyone to stay in the courtyard; he either let him wander around outside or simply stuffed him into his Qiankun bag.
"Xiao Yu, you should rest first." Once they reached a secluded spot, Ji Mo Fan released the silk flower from his hand.
Without the pull from one side, the silk flower fell to the ground and was pulled by the other end in Qi Fengyu's hand, rolling to his feet.
"I'm going to the main hall to entertain the guests. I'll be back later."
Qi Fengyu nodded blankly.
Still immersed in the grand hall, with its deafening drums and melodious wind instruments, he was momentarily stunned by the withdrawal symptoms and couldn't quite process what he had just experienced.
By the time they realized what Ji Mofan had said, he had already disappeared outside the door.
Qi Fengyu was somewhat annoyed.
He was too busy chatting during the ceremony, and then he was lost in thought the whole way. He hadn't said a single word to Ji Mofan today.
Qi Fengyu paced around the room twice, wondering whether she should go out to find Ji Mofan.
He's not in good health right now, but he can still manage to talk to people all night.
I wonder if it will still be possible to make it if we wait until nightfall...
Qi Fengyu pinched the hem of her clothes.
Should I go or not...?
The footsteps circling the table suddenly stopped at a certain moment.
Qi Fengyu blinked, looking at the somewhat unfamiliar handyman disciple in front of her, "What is it?"
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