"Qinghe, you are more beautiful than ever today."
Most people would say the bride looks beautiful today, but she said she looks more beautiful than usual.
He quickly went to pour the nuptial wine.
"Let's drink the nuptial wine first."
Wei Qinghe accepted the nuptial wine, and the two raised their arms to exchange vows.
After the nuptial wine was drunk, Di Fuyue took the wine cup from Wei Qinghe's hand.
"Are you hungry?" Di Fuyue rummaged through her Qiankun bag and pulled out a huge pile of delicious food, all of which were Wei Qinghe's favorites.
Wei Qinghe had thought he would be eager to...
The thought of those things made Wei Qinghe's face turn red.
It turned out that the other person didn't mean it that way at all; it was just that she overthought it.
It's as if she's the one who can't wait.
Seeing Wei Qinghe's face suddenly turn red, Di Fuyue's breathing quickened.
"Let's eat something first, you've had a long day."
He kept putting food on Wei Qinghe's plate and picking out fish bones.
Wei Qinghe seemed to have gotten used to his care; it had been like this almost every time they were together since they were children.
Seeing Wei Qinghe enjoying her meal, Di Fuyue was also very pleased.
Although both could abstain from grains, Wei Qinghe was unwilling to give it up, so Emperor Fuyue let her do as she pleased.
And this remains true even now.
Emperor Fuyue was also very considerate and patient tonight, and he only put down his chopsticks after Wei Qinghe put them down.
"Are you full?"
Wei Qinghe rubbed her stomach contentedly. "I'm full."
Getting married feels more tiring and physically demanding than cultivation.
"Okay, I'm hungry."
Di Fuyue nodded in satisfaction, but her gaze became intense.
Wei Qinghe narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze quickly sweeping across the table.
It seems she ate all the food; Di Fuyue didn't eat anything at all.
"I still have some food in my storage bag, I'll give it to you."
As she was speaking, she got up and was about to take something out of her Qiankun bag, but Di Fuyue pulled her into her arms.
"I don't need it, you're enough for me."
The simple words felt like a feather brushing against my heart, bringing a strange, tingling sensation.
She could clearly feel the changes in Di Fuyue's body temperature.
What is he doing...?
Di Fuyue didn't give her a chance to think and directly pressed her onto the bed.
A passionate and wild kiss landed.
The red candles flickered, and the spring sunshine was brilliant.
The room was bathed in the soft glow of spring, and the two were deeply in love.
...
Today, the young master is getting married, and even the people of the Immortal Prison have benefited.
"You've gotten off easy today."
The guards distributed a large amount of food to the prisoners.
Yingluo was among them. She had just been bullied by the men in the Immortal Prison, and at this moment she was only covering her private parts with tattered clothes.
But she didn't want to die; she still wanted to return to her peak.
So she crawled toward her portion of food. Looking at the spirit chicken, her appetite was whetted. But before she could even touch the plate, her portion of food had already been taken away.
It was one of the men who had bullied her; the man was looking at her lewdly.
The guards acted as if they hadn't seen anything at all, saying, "This is a special meal for the young master's wedding, please eat."
"The young master is getting married?" Yingluo originally wanted the guards to help her retrieve the food, but she was shocked to hear this news.
Did Emperor Fuyue and Wei Qinghe get married?
Why should she be tormented by this not-so-disgusting man in this dark and hopeless world, while Wei Qinghe gets to marry Di Fuyue in style?
"Did Emperor Fuyue and Wei Qinghe get married?"
The guard turned and glanced at her. "Do you still think you're some high and mighty goddess? Even if you are a goddess, who the young master wants to marry is none of your business."
"With your character, you only deserve to be here."
The guards knew what she had done and felt disgusted. Moreover, seeing her being taken by so many men without feeling any grief, they were even more disgusted.
"With your looks, you still dare to covet the young palace master? You're really bold and ambitious."
Upon hearing that this was the former goddess who had coveted the young palace master, the men in prison went even crazier.
...
Wei Qinghe was of course unaware of what was happening in the Immortal Prison, and even less aware that Yingluo would be imprisoned with a large group of men.
Of course, although she dislikes Yingluo, she would never make such an arrangement.
It's nothing more than his subordinates seeing through Yingluo's true colors and wanting to help Wei Qinghe and Di Fuyue vent their anger.
The sun was shining brightly outside, and Wei Qinghe was fast asleep in Di Fuyue's arms.
Di Fuyue had woken up long ago, but he was unwilling to get up.
He simply looked tenderly at Wei Qinghe, at the marks he had left on her skin.
After waiting for so many years, he finally became Wei Qinghe's husband.
It turns out that being husband and wife with Wei Qinghe is such a pleasant thing.
His Qinghe was just too sweet; he was addicted and would never let go, nor could he bear to be separated from Wei Qinghe.
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