Chapter 825 - 748: Wedding Day
Chapter 825: Chapter 748: Wedding Day
In the red envelopes that Yun Shuang had prepared in advance, there were nothing but Treasures.
Since they were all their own people anyway, she simply chose to be generous.
No wonder that after the disciples of Xiaoyao Peak received the red envelopes, none of them felt it proper to block the way any longer.
On the contrary, one after another, they all went to lead Shen Han on.
Each obstacle that had been set up beforehand—once he passed through, it was counted as Shen Han having cleared it.
He walked all the way inward and finally arrived before Shi Yuezhu’s little courtyard.
At the gate of the courtyard, Liu Xilan and a group of female disciples were standing guard.
This could be regarded as the final checkpoint held by the bride’s side.
Shen Han today carried a few more shades of maturity and solemnity.
Dressed in festive wedding robes, the bridegroom truly seemed more radiant, more dazzling.
Within the crowd, Liu Xilan looked at Shen Han, and in that brief moment her gaze seemed unconsciously to dodge.
She still forced herself to smile, yet the smile on her face never seemed as natural as everyone else’s.
Liu Xilan perhaps also sensed something amiss with herself, and she shrank back behind the crowd, not wanting the others to notice her.
Things had already come to this point; everything was now set in stone.
Faced with this final challenge, Shen Han still chose to use "sugar-coated shells."
The red envelopes he handed out gave everyone a fright.
Such hefty gifts—one truly felt embarrassed to keep on obstructing him.
Shen Han stepped into the little courtyard with a smile, looking toward the peerlessly beautiful Fairy in the room.
Everything around, every scene and object, seemed to grow noble, pure, and beautiful because of Shi Yuezhu’s presence.
At this moment Shi Yuezhu was clad in luxurious wedding robes.
Her jade-like hand held a round fan, raised upright to veil her countenance.
When Shen Han looked over, he felt even the round fan was glowing, dazzling to the eye...
At his side, Senior Sister Gu was holding Shi Yuezhu’s hand and led her toward Shen Han.
"This junior sister of mine has a gentle temperament. Since it’s you, we senior brothers and sisters can set our minds at ease."
Holding Shi Yuezhu’s hand, she placed it into Shen Han’s.
"Heaven and earth to bear witness, mountains and seas to attest, I, Shen Han, shall never abandon her in this life."
For some reason, Shen Han even felt a faint tremor run through him.
Shi Yuezhu seemed to sense Shen Han’s nervousness as well; her jade-like fingers lightly scratched in his palm...
After the fetching of the bride came the bowing to the hall.
In the quiet mountain wilds there resounded bursts of ceremonial firecrackers.
Up on the high seats, Yun Shuang acted as Shen Han’s elder.
On the other side sat Shi Yuezhu’s master, Master Xingchuan.
The manor and gardens had likely never been so lively.
When the ceremony was completed, Shi Yuezhu remained in the room waiting.
Shen Han, according to custom, still had to keep the guests company.
Yet since all were their own people, once Shen Han had gone through the motions, they let him take his leave.
Upon hearing this, Shen Han did not hesitate in the least and left at once.
Watching his departing back, everyone could not help but laugh.
Madam Yun, at his side, also laughed and shook her head. "This child has always been steady and composed; when has he ever been so impatient..."
...
Shen Han pushed the door open and stepped into the room.
This courtyard had been specially prepared for Shen Han and Shi Yuezhu; it was set a little apart from the others’ dwellings.
The banquet on the other side was very lively; one could still hear some of the noisy sounds.
But it was only a faint murmur.
Shi Yuezhu was sitting at the edge of the bed. Hearing the door being pushed open, her body trembled slightly.
The round fan in her hand also rose shyly.
Shen Han advanced step by step, sat down at the edge of the bed, and reached out to take the round fan.
Immortal beauty, her features fell fully into his gaze.
Between heaven and earth, everything seemed to freeze here, leaving only the two of them.
Earlier it had been Shen Han who was more nervous; now, it seemed the situation had reversed.
Shi Yuezhu had instead become the one more tightly strung.
Her eyes were bright with light, yet she did not dare look toward Shen Han; her body was still faintly trembling.
Shi Yuezhu naturally knew there was yet another important matter on the day of the wedding.
Even as one in the Immortal Realm, she seemed to hold a faint thread of unease.
Shen Han’s gaze landed on Shi Yuezhu’s charming face.
Her slightly flushed cheeks seemed to hold yet more allure, drawing him to close in on her again and again.
In truth, Shen Han really was leaning ever closer.
Their bodies were already pressed together, and he could feel the gentle warmth from her.
A little constrained, Shi Yuezhu lifted her eyes to gaze at Shen Han.
Their eyes met and tangled, leaving no room for anything else.
In the next instant, Shen Han lowered his head and kissed her at once.
Having bowed to heaven and earth, the two were now husband and wife.
Perhaps it was precisely because of this bond that Shen Han was far bolder today.
Those hands roamed over Shi Yuezhu’s body; the forbidden zones he had never dared touch before, he now began to invade again and again.
Shi Yuezhu felt her breathing grow hurried; there was a hint of playful reproach in her eyes, yet how could she possibly stop Shen Han at such a moment...
In the courtyard, that gentle willow swayed with the wind.
The willow branches tossed and danced, as if rebuking the wind’s recklessness, yet also as if replying to the wind.
For half a two-hour, the wind stilled and the tree grew quiet.
Yet this quiet did not last long; after only two quarters of an hour, that reckless breeze came blowing in again.
How could the soft willow possibly evade it? It could only yield itself to the wind’s play...
Through the entire day’s feast, Shen Han appeared only for a brief while at noon.
The evening banquet and the rest were all attended to by Madam Yun.
The young are impatient by nature; everyone understood, everyone understood...
As the sky gradually darkened, he gently drew Shi Yuezhu into his arms, his fingertips tracing across skin like fine jade.
Borrowing the faint light of the moon, Shen Han gazed tenderly at the woman in his embrace.
In the past, Shen Han felt that no matter what situation he faced, there was never much fear in his heart.
Even with danger to his very life, he would not feel much terror.
Yet at this moment, Shen Han felt a fear of death.