Her cool, aloof face was tense and sullen; she didn't say a word.
Mu Cangwu lowered his eyes and chuckled softly, almost half-embracing Ruan Qing'an in his arms. He rested his chin on her shoulder, looking at her beautiful profile, and squeezed the hand in his palm: "Qing'an is being naughty..."
"That's true. Because of the tight schedule, I was also worried that things might change, so the preparations were a bit rushed. The wedding dress is indeed not the best. I originally planned to use the best materials to have someone prepare a new one, but there wasn't enough time, so I could only use the existing one."
Mu Cangwu paused: "It's normal that you don't want to change since we couldn't provide Qing'an with the best, but—she still needs to wear jewelry."
Lou Yunqi had already spoken, and Mu Cangwu knew that Ruan Qing'an didn't want to make trouble, so he naturally didn't intend to force her anymore and annoy her for no reason. So he simply retreated to advance and changed his request.
Almost entirely held in the man's arms, Ruan Qing'an couldn't help but purse her lips, her wisp of soul stiffening slightly.
"Qing'an, give it a try. I chose them all myself."
With a wave of his hand, Mu Cangwu produced a jade hairpin from the pile of things the maid had initially brought out, which he then held in his hand.
Ruan Qing'an sat in his lap, her long, raven-black hair being lifted by the man's slender fingers, while his other hand, with its distinct knuckles, held a jade hairpin and gently tied her hair up.
Ruan Qing'an held his hand: "I can do it myself."
"I'll do it. Qing'an can just sit and enjoy herself."
Compared to Lou Yunqi, who gave the most but limited freedom, Mu Cangwu preferred to be thorough in every aspect. His more self-centered personality made him wish he could treat the girl in his arms like a rag doll and dress her up carefully.
Mu Cangwu was so forceful that he didn't give her a chance to refuse. Ruan Qing'an could only sit stiffly in place, silently having her hair pulled up.
Only after the jade hairpin was properly placed did Mu Cangwu finally loosen his grip.
"It's so beautiful, my Qing'an..."
He spoke softly, his eyes filled with an inscrutable emotion as he looked at the jade hairpin: "Let's go, it's almost time. We won't do anything else."
Soon it was afternoon, and as the golden sunlight fell upon the lush and secluded realm, the sea of spiritual herbs shimmered with a lustrous sheen. The guests who arrived one after another were almost blinded by the power of money—expensive, far too expensive.
On the high platform, a place that inspires fear in all who behold it, Lou Yunqi, who had stopped the child from crying, stood there, turning around to look into the distance.
The guests sat quietly below to watch the ceremony.
If it weren't for the fear that both the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce and Lou Yunqi would come knocking on their door, these people from all sides wouldn't even want to come.
Finally, a faint sound came—
The woman, dressed in a plain white Taoist robe, was tall and slender, like a willow swaying in the breeze. Just looking at her made one feel tenderness. She wore a veil, so one could not see her face, only her eyes, which were brimming with spring water, were visible.
Mu Cangwu, holding her hand, walked down from the horizon, treading on the void, the legendary "ghost couple" drifting leisurely in.
Lou Yunqi paused: "You're late."
"We've made some preparations, let's begin."
Mu Cangwu chuckled, then gently led Ruan Qing'an to the high platform, where they stood beside Lou Yunqi, while she stood in the center.
Immediately afterwards, a maid arranged by the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce came to the crowd and stood beside the high platform: "From this day forward, we are bound by a happy marriage, a perfect match. The red thread has been tied long ago, may we grow old together, may our love be as beautiful as flowers and as full as the moon, may we be happy and content. May our love endure until the sea dries up and the rocks crumble. We pledge our love as husband and wife, and hereby solemnly make this covenant."
"Here, Heaven bears witness, and this decree is hereby established—"
Before the maid could finish speaking, the guests below suddenly exclaimed in surprise, and on the high platform, the golden power of the Heavenly Dao that had descended with the oath of the contract spoken by the maid began to shatter.
Not only that, Ruan Qing'an, who was floating between the two, began to rise continuously like a wisp of smoke, and could not be grasped at all.
It was as if I were drawn by some strange attraction.
Lou Yunqi and Mu Cangwu's expressions both darkened. They instinctively reached out to grab her, but Ruan Qing'an's eyes were half-closed, and her already illusory figure began to dissipate little by little, disappearing without a trace...
She floated high into the air, looking at the two men's extremely unpleasant expressions.
"I was not controlled, Mu Cangwu, goodbye."
"And... Lou Yunqi, you're not allowed to kill them. They're just here to watch the show. Don't take it out on them, or I'll get angry."
As her figure grew increasingly ethereal, Lou Yunqi's narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "If you were to disappear, I would personally bring you back. Stop now, and I won't lock you up."
“Qing’an, I don’t want your name on the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce’s wanted list. Now—you can come back.”
Mu Cangwu's eyes turned cold, and even his gentle smile vanished.
But Ruan Qing'an only kept her eyes half-closed, a hint of gentleness appearing on her usually cold face. She sighed softly, "Impossible."
The allure of the "Joyful Encounters" bracelet on her wrist grew ever stronger.
She leaped backward, floating in mid-air, her crescent-white robes fluttering in the wind, her veil gently landing on the ground like ripples on a lake, before vanishing completely.
The guests below lowered their heads, so frightened they could barely breathe. Three people forming a pact was one thing, but to form a pact with a ghost was another.
result--
How come the two powerful figures' partners disappeared halfway through?!
...
Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in Sanyue City.
The inn's room was crowded with many elders from the Myriad Paths Sect, and beside the bed were Elder Danfeng and Shen Changlin.
In Shen Changlin's hand was a piece of pale golden jade. The hard and lustrous surface of the stone appeared somewhat transparent, and inside the Returning to Truth Stone, it was like flowing quicksand, with an incomparably dazzling golden luster.
Elder Danfeng held a small, miniature cauldron in his other hand, which was burning with raging flames.
He mobilized all the spiritual energy in his body, and his face turned pale.
"Lin, hurry up!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Changlin's expression turned solemn. He patted his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood essence, which landed on the Returning to Truth Stone. Immediately afterward, a pale golden light burst forth, almost illuminating the entire room.
Elder Danfeng's expression changed slightly: "What's going on? Elder Ruan's soul is not here. What exactly happened?!"
"...Wait, I think I have a solution."
Beside him, Shen Changlin remained expressionless. The bracelet he had personally put on seemed to instantly connect to his soul, like an anchor point in a raging storm, firmly anchored there.
Finally—the chill from the extreme cold mixed with the pale gold of the Returning Essence Stone filled the air, and the figure in the plain white Taoist robe appeared.
Her cool, aloof face was like the bright moon, her eyes tightly closed.
Seeing this, Elder Danfeng no longer hesitated. He quickly spun the cauldron in his hand, and the flames, burning with spiritual power, became fierce once again. The part of his body that could not bear it fell lightly into the Returning to Truth Stone, where it was nourished by the pale golden light, while his soul returned to his body.
The person who had been unconscious on the bed finally opened his eyes, and a hint of life appeared in his leaden gray eyes.
"It's a success!"
Elder Danfeng also breathed a sigh of relief, immediately released his power, and took several steps back, which greatly relaxed the atmosphere in the room.
Returning to the original owner's body finally gave Ruan Qing'an, who had been wandering around as a ghost, a sense of grounded fulfillment. She was still dazed and confused, lying motionless for a long time, but just then—
Suddenly, my body was enveloped in a warm embrace.
The tall, slender figure of the young man lay on the bed, almost embracing her completely. He buried his face in the crook of Ruan Qing'an's neck, his voice low and husky: "Shizun, Changlin missed you, really missed you..."
Before Ruan Qing'an could speak, she vaguely felt the dampness on the back of his neck. Her eyes softened, and she hugged his waist back.
"Thank you for your hard work, Changlin..."
"Master is back, I will not leave you."
His usually cold voice was unusually gentle at this moment, like a vow. Shen Changlin's hand tightened unconsciously. He clenched his teeth and his eyes, wet with tears, were filled with a dark emotion.
Master, I remember, and you must never forget...
【Affection Level: 90】
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