Because the hosts couldn’t wait, the wedding banquet was prepared in a rush and all of the guests were pulled in to help. Some looked helpless, and some cursed, but in short, they tried their best to satisfy the demands of their capricious hosts.

Li Xingruo waited for Liu Zhenqing to change clothes and come out, and fixed his hair. The jade crown and red robes made him look even more beautiful in the mirror.

Li Xingruo looked at him in the mirror and exclaimed: “I don’t know if it’s because appearance is determined by the heart, or because of the blood relationship, but I feel like you’re looking more and more like your previous self.”

“Really?” Liu Zhenqing looked at his reflection. He saw this face every day and didn’t seem to have noticed any changes.

Li Xingruo nodded. His eyebrows were somewhat longer, and his eyes were like peach blossoms. The contours of his face had also become more defined, and weren’t as round as before.

With this thought in mind, Li Xingruo picked up the ink and drew a few strokes on his eyebrows, then dotted two moles near the tip of his left eye. As she placed the dots, she unexpectedly discovered that there were actually faint black moles forming there.

When she finished, Li Xingruo took another look and was stunned.

Liu Zhenqing turned to look into the mirror and was also given a shock. In a trance, he seemed to really be looking into the eyes of his past self.

That person was Liu Xiting, known all across the world for his talent and unrivaled beauty.

Liu Zhenqing smiled faintly into the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

Li Xingruo was briefly frozen, but upon seeing his arrogant appearance, she lost interest in appreciating his looks.

Just as she was about to say something, there was noise outside.

Liu Zhenqing said with some uncertainty: “What’s going on?”

Li Xingruo didn’t know either. When she went to take a look, Yunci and Yunqian ran over excitedly as if to deliver a battle report.

“Second Uncle has broken through the first door.”

The people waiting outside feared that the wedding would be too simple, so they started up a game of breaking in to steal the bride.

Liu Zhenqing’s goalkeepers were Liu Qiao, Qiao Jin, Han Ye, Song Xingmu, and Yi Chuan.

Besides Huo Fenglie himself, the people helping him break in were He Lan, Bai Su, Qin Yu, and Yue Xuqian.

In terms of martial arts, Liu Zhenqing had a better chance of winning, but when it came to literary skill, Huo Fenglie’s side completely crushed everyone else.

The two sides were evenly matched to some extent, and the game was lively.

Very soon, the second door was broken through. The third door was Liu Zhenqing and Huo Fenglie’s bedroom.

“For the last game, we’ll compete with this.” Song Xingmu cunningly threw out an extremely complex Rubik’s Cube, which he’d found in Liu Zhenqing’s toy collection.

This thing stumped everyone. Although Bai Su had enjoyed playing it before, he’d never seen this level of difficulty.

Everyone looked toward Yue Xuqian, feeling that he was the only one who had a chance of solving it. Although Yue Xuqian was intelligent, his face turned green when he saw so many layers. He turned to Huo Fenglie and said: “Perhaps you can say some sweet words and coax that person out. It’ll take me an hour to solve this thing.”

In the next moment, Huo Fenglie reached out and took the cube, then started to twist it.

Bai Su instantly thought of something and said with a smile: “Right, how did I forget Zhanyuan’s good at this too?”

Since Huo Fenglie rarely played, nobody had really considered having Huo Fenglie give it a try.

But it was so difficult, it would probably take…..

Song Xingmu and the others, who were initially full of confidence and prepared to embarrass Huo Fenglie, saw that Huo Fenglie’s hand speed practically left behind afterimages. Moreover, the solved section was getting larger and larger. From beginning to end, Huo Fenglie never stopped to think.

Within an incense stick of time, the Rubik’s Cube was restored.

Everyone stared at Huo Fenglie in amazement, once again shocked by his ability.

“When the instructors at the Imperial Academy praised Zhanyuan before, I thought they were exaggerating. This guy has the brains of a top scholar,” Bai Su said.

Yue Xuqian smiled and said: “He’s intelligent. He just doesn’t like to show it off.”

“Isn’t he fighting to marry a wife this time?” He Lan said to Qin Yu, who was watching the show with a smile on his face. “Indeed, one must find a way to get one’s wife in hand.”

Under the focus of dangerous eyes, Qin Yu suddenly felt ill at ease.

“We lost.” Yi Chuan looked at Song Xingmu.

Song Xingmu stared with wide, disbelieving eyes: “You brat……” He clearly remembered that Huo Fenglie had been no good at this as a child!

Liu Qiao also frowned and sent Huo Fenglie a puzzled look. “Strange,” he murmured.

Qiao Jin immediately took notice: “What’s strange? Did he cheat?”

Liu Qiao shook his head: “I remember Master saying that the Second Young Master was clumsy in this regard.”

Song Xingmu was quick to nod in agreement: “Right, ah. Oh, I get it. This toy is from your storeroom, so you must have played with it countless times.”

As they were talking, the door behind them opened and everyone focused their eyes on it.

In an instant, they were all struck dumb.

The spring sunshine seemed to automatically focus on that person, a circle of light lingering around him.

Since he was a familiar face, they couldn’t exactly say they were amazed. But compared to Huo Fenglie’s tall, heroic, red-robed figure, Liu Zhenqing was charming and beautiful. He was like an entirely different person. No, it was as if time had rewound, and they were looking at the Liu Zhenqing from their memories once more.

He was like an immortal exiled to the mortal world, in the splendor of his prime.

Even Huo Fenglie was astonished. The light in his eyes seemed to be made of stardust, with love as boundless as the sea. He murmured: “Qing-ge.”

Liu Zhenqing wasn’t standing properly, leaning against the doorframe with mischief in his eyes. His features were lively, the corners of his mouth raised in a half-moon arc. His figure was like a willow in the wind, his skin like ice and snow, and his bones must be carved out of jade. Transformed by the soul inside, he was exquisite and beautiful, free and unrestrained.

“Fenglie, it turns out you’re really good at playing with the Rubik’s Cube, ah.” Liu Zhenqing spoke in a rising tone. It sounded teasing, with a hint of wanting to settle the score later. Slender white fingers slowly hooked the jade cube hanging at his waist.

The crowd didn’t react at first, but when Li Xingruo came out from behind, she couldn’t help but expose this Second Uncle’s tricks.

“It couldn’t be helped. You didn’t spend enough time with him in the past, so he had to use a few tricks to get you to pay more attention to him. He might not be any worse than you in this aspect. If you don’t believe me, you two can compare skills later.”

Huo Fenglie stared blankly before immediately returning to his senses, his face blushing as red as his wedding robes.

Everyone finally understood what was going on and looked at Huo Fenglie in disbelief.

How unexpected, ah. He seemed so loyal and honest, but was unexpectedly black-bellied when it came to attracting a beauty’s attention!

Huo Fenglie disregarded everyone’s teasing and walked forward to stand at the bottom of the stairs. He put his arms around Liu Zhenqing and looked up at him like a guilty puppy, which made Liu Zhenqing laugh.

“Qing-ge, I’m here to pick you up.”

Liu Zhenqing stopped teasing him and gave a soft hum. The mischief in his eyes turned into tenderness.

Huo Fenglie’s eyes lit up and he lifted Liu Zhenqing horizontally.

Liu Zhenqing felt a bit helpless, but didn’t put up a struggle: “We should walk holding hands for this part.”

This implied that the two people would support each other in their life together and share their joys and sorrows.

But Huo Fenglie walked forward steadily. Holding tight to Liu Zhenqing, he said: “I want to carry you.”

Liu Zhenqing naturally didn’t protest, and could only receive the laughter of the crowd as he was carried into the hall safely and effortlessly by his husband.

The only one sitting in the foyer and not joining in was his master.

His master was leisurely drinking tea, and straightened his posture when he saw them coming. It was his first time serving as someone’s parent, so he was a bit nervous.

Soon after, Li Xingruo took her seat as head of the family.

Huo Fenglie set Liu Zhenqing down. Yunci and Yunqian happily brought a big red scarf to the two of them.

Each of them held one end and looked at the other. The red scarf connected the two people like a red thread.

Yue Xuqian, the only one among them who was married, directly served as the master of ceremonies.

The room was full of joy, happiness, and excitement.

First, they bowed to heaven and earth and thanked the gods for their mercy, for allowing Liu Zhenqing to come back, and for letting Huo Fenglie wait.

Second, they bowed to their parents, relatives, and friends, thanking them for their aid in a time of crisis, which had allowed them to escape from their predicament and regain their freedom.

Third, the husbands bowed to each other. Huo Fenglie gazed at him infatuatedly, and Liu Zhenqing seemed to be somewhat flustered and nervous for once.

With this bow to each other, they would be together forever, remaining so in life and in death.

The ceremony was over!

Time to head to the bridal chamber.

Huo Fenglie eagerly stood and picked up Liu Zhenqing, then flew into the air.

Before anyone could start jeering, they were gone.

“Does this mean we’re not allowed to make trouble at the bridal chamber?”

“Does this mean we’re not allowed to pull them out to drink?”

“Does this mean we’re not allowed to delay their spring night?”

“But……isn’t it daytime now, ah?”

“Hehe, for Huo Fenglie, daytime isn’t enough!”

“Mature guests should know how to entertain themselves!”

“The competition just now wasn’t very satisfying. Come on, ah, let’s drink to decide the winner! The last one to fall down wins, how about that!”

“Okay!”

“Okay!”

“Okay!”

Song Xingmu, however, stopped Yi Chuan for a moment: “Don’t drink too much, you. You’re more likely to hit people when you’re drunk, and I’m always the victim!”

Yi Chuan rolled his eyes, thinking that his hitting people was better than Song Xingmu’s hooliganism.

Qiao Jin was uncommonly enthusiastic about inciting others, his eyes drifting toward Liu Qiao. After all, he could only gain a little advantage when Liu Qiao wasn’t quite sober. Liu Qiao had a clueless look on his face, still lamenting that his master had gotten married.

He Lan took out two jars and placed them in front of Qin Yu with a sneer: “There’s only wine in these.”

Qin Yu just gave him a cold glance, determined not to be provoked.

And the remaining few people who were there just to drink wedding wine were waiting to watch the show. Everyone had their own thoughts and agendas.

Inside the bedroom, Liu Zhenqing was carried directly to the bed by Huo Fenglie. They kissed with great emotion, as if trying to kiss each other right down to the soul.

When they let go of each other, they were both dazed and hot.

It obviously wasn’t their first time, but the feeling at this moment was as exciting as if it were.

Liu Zhenqing thought Huo Fenglie would get straight to the point, but he was pulled up again.

Before Liu Zhenqing could react, Huo Fenglie had covered his face with a red veil.

Liu Zhenqing was taken aback. He asked with a smile: “What is this for?”

There was no need for such a thing when two men were marrying.

Huo Fenglie had difficulty with his words: “In my dream……it was like this.”

Liu Zhenqing tilted his head. He couldn’t see Huo Fenglie’s expression through the veil, and could only guess and imagine.

Huo Fenglie had said that after he fell in love, he had watched himself lift the veil from Liu Zhenqing countless times.

Perhaps this was an obsession of his, and he wanted to reproduce it.

It was rare for Er-gou to make such a willful request.

Liu Zhenqing smiled and sat upright.

Red gauze curtains. A dragon and phoenix wedding bed. And the most beautiful person in the world sitting in wait at the bedside with a red veil over his face.

The red robes burned Huo Fenglie’s eyes like fire.

Slowly, he lifted the veil. His features were as picturesque as a painting, his skin like flawless white jade, and his beauty was like a blazing flame, scorching Huo Fenglie’s heart.

If the beating heart could be removed from his chest, he would definitely put Qing-ge inside to replace it.

Huo Fenglie held Liu Zhenqing’s cheek and said with deep feeling: “Qing-ge…..”

Liu Zhenqing’s eyes gleamed, and he said with sudden seductiveness: “Husband.”

Huo Fenglie’s dark eyes seemed to ignite in an instant, and his body froze.

Liu Zhenqing took in his silly appearance and said with a smile: “Husband?”

In the next moment, that figure leaned down, and Liu Zhenqing could no longer utter a complete sentence in such a teasing tone.

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