He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

Chapter 196 Wedding Night, Unlucky

Mingxiu Peak.

The maids had already left, and the area in front of the bridal chamber was very quiet.

The moon was high in the sky, and the house was still bustling with activity; Leng Huan had not yet gone to sleep.

"Leng Huan, how could you... leave me on the road?"

"..." Oh my god, I don't understand why he always likes to ask these questions in bed. Leng Huan didn't answer for a long time, actually he didn't have time to answer. Why don't you let me speak? Lips and tongues were intertwined, and Leng Huan really couldn't say a word.

We simply raised our hands and pressed down hard on his neck, pressing even closer together, and everyone stopped talking.

Who asks a question while biting their lip? How is she supposed to answer that?

Is this some kind of romantic gesture? Leng Huan was momentarily distracted, his movements a little sluggish, and then someone seized the opportunity to ask, "Is this a difficult question to answer? Come on, tell me, okay?"

"..." Leng Huan struggled to catch his breath, giving up the resistance. He had won. "Of course, haha... I was just kidding... Are you... stupid?"

Fu Xun kissed her deeply, finally satisfied. Their noses touched, their breaths mingling, and his voice was extremely tender, "I knew it... you did it on purpose... you little liar..."

Hey! What little liar? That's going too far!

What Leng Huan admired most about him was that he could be beeping... while still maintaining clear logic... beeping...

In the dim, flickering light, beads of sweat trickled down his strong, muscular abs, the skin that touched them burning hot. Leng Huan didn't know if he was just as hot; he only felt his face was very hot, well, a bit like it was on fire.

The person is too monstrous; there's nothing I can do. Now that I've been ignited, and with the cooked duck right in front of my mouth, I might as well take it.

Leng Huan reached out and touched his face with a cheeky grin. With his fingertips, he slowly traced the other man's eyebrows and eyes, his movements unsteady. It took him several tries to finish tracing them.

The blanket slipped off several times and eventually ended up piled up at the foot of the bed.

She suddenly chuckled softly, and his expression immediately changed. Leng Huan watched with satisfaction as the deep emotions in Fu Xun's eyes were stirred by her. Who said that only he could take the initiative?

Do you think I'm a lamb just because I don't show my power?

Then, she heard Fu Xun whisper in her ear, "My wife, call me again." Her hands were also pressed onto the pillow by him, palms touching, fingers intertwined.

While trying to steady his breathing, Leng Huan's thoughts were a jumbled mess. Huh? What should I call him? Uh-huh, or something else?

She thought for a while, which displeased Fu Xun. He pressed her further, and Leng Huan's thoughts were swept away by the shock. She barely had any ability to think, so she mumbled some random words like "husband" and "husband-in-law." She couldn't remember exactly what she said.

But in the end, she did softly call out "husband," and Fu Xun resigned himself to his fate.

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"Chirp chirp..." The sun rises and birds chirp.

When Leng Huan opened her eyes, she was met with something warm in front of her... with thick, full pectoral muscles. She even reached out to grab it, but her mischievous hand was quickly caught.

"Wife, don't provoke a fire."

Leng Huan looked up and met Fu Xun's gaze, awkwardly withdrawing her hand, her mind finally clearing. She rolled over, escaping his embrace, and only asked when she felt it was a safe distance, "What time is it?"

"End of Chen Shi (7-9 AM)."

Leng Huan's vision blurred, and he had already changed into a more festive dark red robe. Standing in front of the bed, looking at her cowering under the covers like a bear, he couldn't help but pinch her cheek. "I'm waiting for you to wake up."

"...What were we supposed to do today?" Leng Huan turned her head away, exposing her cheek. "I actually don't want to go out."

Feeling languid all over, she didn't know exactly when Fu Xun carried her to the warm water garden for a bath before returning.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he raised his hand to lift the blanket, "Let me rub your back, you can sleep a little longer, and then we'll go see Master and the others at noon."

"No!" Leng Huan refused his offer first, then got up, still wrapped in the blanket. "It's still early, you should go ahead and do what you need to do."

Actually, I wasn't that tired, I was just feeling lazy because my Xuan energy had relieved my fatigue. Well, actually, I just felt lazy after having a good time.

"My lady, take a look at your cultivation level. How was the dual cultivation last night?" Fu Xun listened to her and decided to go to the main peak first to deal with the thieves they had caught last night.

He disappeared as soon as he finished speaking. Leng Huan first made a hand seal to change her clothes, which were her usual embroidered red dress with a gauze overlay. As for her cultivation level, she had already sensed it. The effect of dual cultivation was very good. She bit her nails and thought for a moment. If she could cultivate like this every day, she would be able to reach the Nascent Soul stage in no time.

It's just that it's a bit too much for people to handle...

Leng Huan banished the thought from his mind, stretched his limbs with a cracking sound, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen the little Pomeranian all day yesterday.

"Tower Spirit? Tower Spirit, where are you?"

From the pet room next door, Leng Huan barked once, and it took a long time before the tower spirit's sleepy voice rang out: "Calling out your soul so early in the morning? What for?"

"It's already high in the sky, it's getting late, why do you... smell so strongly of alcohol?" Leng Huan squatted in front of the smaller doghouse, and the tower spirit poked its tail out.

"Yesterday was too lively, the banquet was great, and I drank a bit too much. I came back with your kid. Do you need something? If not, don't disturb my sleep."

Did you come back with Yun Du? "Okay, as long as you don't give yourself away."

The tower spirit fell silent, perhaps asleep. Leng Huan simply ignored it. The zombies had been taken away by Ji Linlang; Leng Huan had been too busy to look after them lately.

"Miss, get up. We'll help you with your hair and makeup." As she went out, she saw Qiuyue and the other woman. Leng Huan smoothed her casually disheveled hair and nodded, "Okay, I'll go check on Yun Du first."

Yun Du next door had just woken up. He had stayed up too late last night and was late getting up. Fu Yuqing was styling his hair. The child had changed into a clean plum-colored crew neck shirt. After Fu Yuqing finished, she looked at Leng Huan and nodded, "Huanxue, you're up. We'll be taking Yun Du to meet the elders later."

Feeling her bright, sparkling eyes looking at him, Leng Huan scratched his face awkwardly. "Hmm, let's go at noon." He walked over and took Yun Du's hand. "You troubled me to take care of him yesterday. Was he very naughty?"

Fu Yuqing shook her head: "No, Yun Du is very well-behaved."

Yun Du watched as his mother gave him a smug yet obedient look. Leng Huan knew what he was thinking and patted his head as a reward.

"You all have other things to do, I'll go back to the inner courtyard first." After saying goodbye to Yun Du, Fu Yuqing left.

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Lingyao Peak Courtyard.

Thinking about how Wei Liao suddenly disappeared yesterday, and how Fu Yuqing hadn't had a chance to properly say goodbye to him, she decided to come and see him now.

Upon arrival, they discovered that a steward from the administrative office had already arrived.

The steward saw Fu Yuqing, recognized her, and immediately greeted her: "So it's Junior Sister Fu, what brings you here?"

Fu Yuqing glanced at the disciples following behind the steward, who were carrying trays, and asked, "I'm here to find someone, what are you doing here?"

Steward: "It's like this, I was instructed to deliver an outer sect identity token to a menial disciple."

Fu Yuqing nodded, indicating that she understood. At this moment, the servant who had gone to fetch the man finally came out and said, "Reporting to you, sir, Wei Liao has arrived."

She was taken aback. Wei Liao? What happened?

As soon as Wei Liao stepped out of the courtyard, he saw Fu Yuqing; she stood out among the ordinary disciples.

His expression lit up: "Senior Sister Fu! What brings you here?" He turned around and saw the blue-robed steward, and hurriedly bowed to greet him: "Greetings, Steward, I am Wei Liao."

The steward instantly realized that Fu Yuqing was looking for Wei Liao, and a smile immediately appeared on his face, accompanied by flattery:

"Junior Brother Wei, I'm here to deliver your outer sect identification token and robes. Because of the misunderstanding yesterday, the Patrol Department has decided to allow you to enter the outer sect as compensation. You've actually turned misfortune into blessing..."

Normally, it takes at least five or eight years to go from a menial servant to an outer disciple. If you're unlucky, you might stay a menial servant forever.

Wei Liao's transformation into an outer disciple was indeed a blessing in disguise. Fu Yuqing was unaware of what had happened to him. Only after the steward and his men left did she ask, "What... what happened to you?"

There were many people at the entrance of the compound, so Wei Liao simply led his men to his old house. The room was simple, but very clean, with the dusty quilts neatly folded.

The steward's words were rather vague, so Wei Liao checked to make sure no one was watching before closing the door. He explained, half-laughing, half-crying, "Yesterday during the ceremony, I was mistaken for a suspect and taken to the disciplinary platform by the patrolling disciples. Later, they found out I was innocent and released me..."

Fu Yuqing: "..." So unlucky.

No wonder he turned misfortune into good fortune.

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