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

Chapter 189 Call Me King

A night breeze suddenly arose, carrying wisps of sweet osmanthus fragrance into the air, with a few blossoms falling from the osmanthus tree next to the candied hawthorn stall.

Suddenly, I felt a pang of melancholy and thought to myself, "No wonder the ancients said, 'Osmanthus blossoms with wine are not as pleasant as the carefree days of youth.'"

"It doesn't matter. No matter how many years have passed since the flowers withered on the old trees, my lady is still as beautiful as ever, with a face as fair as jade." As he spoke, Fu Xun suddenly produced a white jade hairpin and gently placed it on her head.

Leng Huan now has a jade peony on his head.

The moonlight was alluring, and someone's gaze was both gentle and passionate. Leng Huan subconsciously touched the tassels of her hair ornaments hanging by her ear, her flawless earlobes bearing a suspicious pink hue.

But she remained composed, her expression seemingly calm: "I think my husband is the same."

"..." This was the first time Fu Xun had heard her praise him, and he actually felt like an old married couple, even though their wedding was still a few days away.

...

Because Yun Du wanted to sleep, they prepared to return to the mountain. Leng Huan sent a message to everyone, but no one said they wanted to go back.

Qi Ruxing: "Fellow Daoist Leng, you should go back first. We'll return tomorrow."

Wang Chen: "Sister, Shen Hanyan is missing, I have to go find her."

Leng Yan: "Sister, it seems that Big Brother went to the teahouse to listen to storytelling. Murong Bao insists on taking me to see a performance. You guys go back first."

Shen Hanyan: "I've found a restaurant with a wide selection of fine wines. I plan to drink until I'm completely drunk. You guys go back first."

“…” Leng Huan silently lowered his hand, and the communication talisman flashed and turned into ashes.

She's worrying for no reason!

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Mingxiu Peak.

Leng Huan pushed open the door to the children's room and let Fu Xun carry Yun Du inside; the child was already fast asleep.

No matter what he did, he wouldn't wake up. Leng Huan poked his butt, but he didn't move.

Seeing her fidgety, Fu Xun tugged at her sleeve speechlessly, and Leng Huan stopped. The two then returned to the main house next door.

Autumn Moon and Winter Snow were already waiting. After Leng Huan finished washing up, Autumn Moon asked in a low voice, "Miss, the Ministry of Ceremonies sent over the wedding dress today. When would you like to try it on?"

Is that so? It seems that marriages in the immortal sects don't have as many formalities as those in the common folk; the process is very streamlined. Leng Huan waved his hand, "It's too late today, let's try again tomorrow."

"Yes," Qiuyue replied and withdrew. This place was different from the Leng family's; Leng Huan didn't need anyone to stay on night duty, and now the maids mainly took care of the children.

Speaking of wedding attire, Leng Huan remembered that they hadn't gone over the gift list yet. The two of them would be separated for three days tomorrow. She was going to stay at Fenglin Garden for a few days, and this place needed to be cleared out to decorate the bridal chamber.

"Fu Xun, would you like to take a look at my dowry list?"

Fu Xun was reading at the table when he heard this. He walked closer to the bed and raised an eyebrow. "No need to read. But I do like the word 'dowry' that you mentioned."

Leng Huan raised an eyebrow: "...No problem."

"Then let me show you the betrothal gift list." Fu Xun took out a gold and red folded booklet and handed it over.

Leng Huan took it and looked it over. "Pretty much... Hmm... There are actually ten thousand top-grade spirit stones... You, who placed this order?"

Fu Xun explained, "Wenjian Peak contributed one copy, I contributed one copy, and the majority of the contribution came from the Department of Ceremonies."

This was agreed upon by both sides; the partners share resources, so there won't be too much difference.

"In total, it's about the same as the Leng family's dowry. Tsk, getting married is such a hot potato." Leng Huan felt relieved. "The stone you gave me back then is still here. It seems that we don't need that many to forge a spirit sword."

"Don't you think that gemstone is beautiful, my lady?"

"It's beautiful."

"Then you can keep it and play with it. You can use it when you want to forge a sword."

"...Okay, go ahead."

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At the end of the next day.

"Miss, is the dress size suitable?" Qiu Yue straightened the floor-length skirt. Leng Huan looked in the mirror and saw that it was a solemn red silk skirt with wide sleeves, colorful silk wrapped with gold, embroidered with phoenixes and peonies, and decorated with precious stones that sparkled. It felt too gorgeous.

She shook her head: "The clothes are fine, they're just a bit dazzling. Take them off quickly, I need to go to Maple Forest Garden."

To prevent Yun Du from interfering with her dress fitting, Fu Xun took the child to the main peak.

When they arrived at Maple Forest Garden, there didn't seem to be much change. However, since the date was approaching, both the Weapon Refining Peak and the Sword Inquiry Peak were decorated festively, with red decorations and colorful streamers lining the way.

Because Maple Forest Garden is more comfortable, the two of them still come here to take care of the child during the day. In the evening, Fu Xun returns to Sword Inquiry Peak. He has to go to the main peak for a period of time every day, so Leng Huan is happy to have some free time. He asks, "The ceremony is tomorrow. Are you nervous?"

In the courtyard, the maids played a football game with Yun Du, Sang Biao, and Xiao Bai. The children ran around until their faces were flushed, but they didn't seem tired at all.

Fu Xun turned his gaze away from that direction and looked at Leng Huan, shaking his head, "No, are you nervous?"

Leng Huan immediately waved his hand: "No. I just heard that many people are attending the ceremony, so I can pretend I can't see them."

"...It's nothing." Fu Xun chuckled and couldn't help but pinch her cheek. Those who came to observe the ceremony were all sect leaders and elders, so he knew she was indeed nervous.

"Hiss..." Feeling his old face being squeezed out of shape, Leng Huan slapped his hand away, his eyes darting around to make sure no one was paying attention before he felt relieved. Then, he quickly grabbed Leng Huan's cheek in retaliation, "How dare you sneak up on me without any respect!"

Fu Xun remained still, waiting for her to make her move. The two were very close, and Leng Huan pinched his cheeks from all sides, but his smugness only lasted two seconds before Fu Xun hugged his neck and kissed him lightly.

His thin lips touched hers briefly, like a gentle breeze brushing her face. Leng Huan didn't even have time to react, staring blankly at his captivating smile, and hearing him say without restraint, "My wife, this is what a sneak attack is all about."

After a long pause, Leng Huan realized: "...So, with higher cultivation, one can even steal kisses and jade."

The next second, she grabbed Fu Xun's shoulders and shook him violently, her face contorted with rage: "Big brother, we were just having a serious discussion about tomorrow's ceremony, how did you veer off course again... Huh? Huh? Where did the old you go? You monster! Give me back my proper junior brother! Hey!"

She suddenly went mad, but Fu Xun thought she was just chanting scriptures incoherently and played along with her performance, shaking her until she was dizzy and her clothes and hair were disheveled.

"My lady, spare me..."

“叫大王！”

"Your Majesty."

Leng Huan had had his fill of fun and was in a good mood, so he quickly made a hand seal and left.

"..." Fu Xun was left standing there like a battered cabbage, holding his dizzy head, inwardly crying out that he had been careless.

Leng Huan appeared at the edge of the group playing football, squatted on the artificial hill to cheer Yun Du on: "Baby, look to the right!" Yun Du hurriedly turned his head and bumped into Xiao Hongju.

She dared not return to the main house; it was safer to stay in public, as Fu Xun would not retaliate against her in front of others.

Looking towards the pavilion where the commotion had just taken place, she saw that he had already gotten up and tidied himself up, and was looking in her direction. Leng Huan returned his smile with a bright and charming one.

The beautiful woman smiled radiantly, but somehow she looked sly and full of silent provocation!

Fu Xun silently watched her for a moment, his brows furrowing slightly. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his lips, and then his figure vanished in an instant.

"My wife, I'm off to the main peak to take care of things."

The lingering sound was eerie. Leng Huan was seeing a ghost. He touched the back of his neck, which felt cool. Ah, it's autumn. It should be cool. Normal, normal. (Panda thinking jpg.)

We'll have to wait and see what happens next...

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