No! No way! Duan Shuixian, standing next to the stone lion, almost banged her head against the rock. Indeed, excellence can also be a mistake.
In an instant, he deeply reflected on his actions and quickly came to a conclusion: his mistake was that he wasn't low-key enough!
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Chapter Twenty-One: A Happy Marriage
Bright red firecracker paper fluttered in the sky, and people dressed in red were everywhere inside and outside the Xiao residence.
The servants were all dressed as firecrackers, with bright red ribbons tied to their pigtails, while the masters were all dressed in bright red, creating a festive atmosphere.
The courtyard was filled with a continuous stream of banquet tables, and guests came in droves; people from all over Yangzhou came to show their support.
Today is the birthday of Wushilang, no, no, actually the youngest daughter of the Xiao family, Wushiniang. Master Xiao spent a fortune to hold a grand banquet for his daughter, and the whole city is filled with joy.
Young Master Leng, dressed in red, made his eyes shine like stars and his face look like jade.
"Brother-in-law, have a drink, have a drink."
The one offering the toast was Brother Thirty-Nine, who was so excited he was incoherent, completely ignoring the other's icy aura: "Brother-in-law, drink up!"
Leng Wushuang gritted her teeth, suppressed her anger, tilted her head back and drank the 101st cup, forcing the wine out with her fingertips as she drank.
"Brother-in-law! It's almost my turn!" Brother Forty-One waved excitedly from the back of the line.
"Don't cut in line! Keep the line!" Old Man Xiao roared, rushing over with a wine jar in hand. He grabbed Leng Wushuang and asked drunkenly, "Wushuang, why?"
Leng Wushuang took a deep breath and replied calmly, "Father-in-law, what is it?"
"Why is it that you drink so many cups and still look so energetic, never even bothering to go to the outhouse, while your father-in-law drinks a few jars of wine and spends all his time guarding the toilet?"
Leng Wushuang's veins throbbed as he gritted his teeth, snatched a full jar of wine from his father-in-law's hand, tilted his head back, and drank it down, angrily saying, "Nothing more than practice."
Master Xiao scratched his head, utterly bewildered, and staggered out, holding the empty wine jar: "Strange, where's my wine..."
While the procession was underway, Isoro sat in the bridal chamber on an empty stomach, his face full of bitterness.
"I'm hungry, Auntie!" she cried, clutching her stomach.
"Hold on!" The aunties clenched their fists and cheered her on in a grand manner. Wu Shilang could only swallow her saliva and continue to pretend to be a wooden doll.
Bubbling sounds kept rising from her stomach.
She pulled a raw peanut from under the covers, put it in her mouth, and chewed it. She discovered for the first time that raw peanuts tasted so good. (Typed by Orange Garden Bubble Fish)
He touched each peanut one by one, until all the peanuts were gone.
Then they started touching the red dates and raw lotus seeds.
Under the red veil, Goruro ate with great delight, finding it even more delicious than fried soybeans.
"Fifty, what are you eating?" The eldest aunt, who was closest to the veil, kept hearing clattering sounds coming from under the red veil. She was very curious and bent down to look.
Isoro was biting a white lotus seed, his face contorted in pain.
She was immediately alarmed, dodged the attack, and said helplessly, "My little ancestor, this is a good omen for you. You can't eat it, you can't eat it."
"I can't eat this, I can't eat that," Wu Shilang thought, his hunger rising from his heart and his anger rising from his gall. He ripped off his red veil and shouted, "When can I eat?"
She was starving; apart from the few fried dumplings she had eaten earlier, she was so hungry that her stomach was practically sticking to her back.
"Maybe we'll have to wait until the groom comes in and we drink the nuptial wine," Fifth Aunt said cryptically. In fact, after drinking the nuptial wine, they would go to the bridal chamber and there would be no time to eat. She didn't want to say it out loud, for fear that the little darling in front of her might get angry and do something troublesome again.
"Ah, we have to wait for him to come back?!" Isoro immediately deflated, gritted his teeth, picked up his wedding dress, ignored everyone's obstruction, and swaggered out.
"Wushuang, let's drink a toast together."
From afar, she saw her husband, his veins bulging as he drank, his clenched fist repeatedly touching the Lingxi Sword on his back, then trembling as he pulled it back, clearly struggling to hold it in. She couldn't help but find it amusing.
"Fifty Sister, how could you come out without a veil?" The brothers who were queuing up to offer drinks were shocked and asked in unison.
"I don't care, Wushuang, I don't want to wait in there like an idiot. Let's go, let's drink the nuptial wine." Wushilang tugged at Leng Wushuang's sleeve, his big eyes blinking. Under the phoenix crown, her face appeared even smaller, and her rouge-covered face was delicate and charming.
This caused Leng Wushuang's heart to warm up for no apparent reason.
"Alright, let's go drink the nuptial wine." Leng Wushuang smiled and casually tore off a corner of his robe, covering her head with it. "However, I, your husband, should still lift the veil."
With a smile, Isoro took his hand into his large one and skipped ahead.
"Brother-in-law, this is not reasonable!"
"Yes, yes, there will be time for your wedding night later. We brothers will go and make some noise."
Huh? They're actually going to have another wedding night prank!
These powerful words completely stunned Leng Wushuang, who was getting married for the first time.
His veins throbbed and snapped. Finally, his patience wore thin. He drew his sword with both hands, held it horizontally in front of his chest, and said coldly, "Those who cause trouble in the bridal chamber... shall be punished."
With a swift movement, the sword flew like a flowing cloud, elegantly chopping a perfectly good lacquered bench into countless pieces of firewood.
The entire venue fell silent; everyone was stunned, overwhelmed by his powerful aura.
"Let's go to the bridal chamber." Ling Wushuang's mood immediately improved. After taking a few steps, she found Wushilang's pace too slow, bent down, picked her up horizontally, and with a leap, flew over the crowd, stepping on their heads. Amidst countless gasps, she flew into the bridal chamber.
"After drinking, you'll be husband and wife. You must love each other and support one another." The eldest aunt patted Wushilang's head with a kind expression, then waved her hand, and all the aunts and maids in the room withdrew.
Only Wu Shilang and Leng Wushuang remained.
The red candles flickered, bathing the entire room in a warm, red glow, creating a joyful atmosphere.
“Fifty.” Leng Wushuang’s eyes darkened, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and he reached out to stroke Fifty’s face, remaining silent for a long time.
"Wushuang, I'm so hungry." In this romantic and beautiful moment, Goro's stomach rumbled.
Leng Wushuang sighed and said helplessly, "Then, have some pastries first. I'm really tired. After you're done eating, go to bed." (Typed by Juyuan Bubble Fish)
So, in the bright new room, the bride wolfed down her food, while the groom was so tired that he fell asleep the moment his head hit the bed.
At great personal risk, Master Xiao hid outside the bridal chamber and strained his ears. After listening for a long time, all he heard was silence. He couldn't help but burst into tears. If things continued like this, when would he ever see his beloved grandson, Wushilang?
The Buddha said: It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken.
Therefore, it will be many more days before Mr. Xiao's maternal grandfather's dream comes true.
Extra Chapter: A Sudden Realization
A few days after their wedding, Leng Wushuang became increasingly radiant, while Wushilang looked haggard and dejected.
"Could it be yin-yang replenishment?" Master Xiao asked his eldest son, who was standing beside him, with surprise and doubt.
"Then we don't need to stew the bull penis and deer antler every day." The more he looked, the more convinced he became of his guess. Seeing his daughter's pitiful and haggard appearance, the father couldn't help but feel a little heartache.
So, during the meal, he looked at Leng Wushuang again and again, hesitating to speak, and finally couldn't help but say to Leng Wushuang, "Well, Wushuang... young man, you must be restrained, you must be restrained."
Upon hearing this, Isoro's face immediately turned green, and he slammed the bowl in his hand down.
"Why restraint? Why be unrestrained!" Ishiro clenched his fist, indignant, looking like he had been unsatisfied for years.
This made Leng Wushuang's face flush red.
She quickly shoveled down several mouthfuls of rice, which stuck in her throat, causing her to gag.
The whole family was shocked.
The eldest aunt was the first to react, bursting into tears of joy. She immediately stood up and asked, "Fifty, could it be... could it be that you have a child?"
She should have kept quiet; once she asked, Ishiro almost burst into tears.
It's been a week since we got married, and Leng Wushuang hasn't done anything except hold me while we sleep. If I can get pregnant like this, I must be a saint.
"Fifty? Could it really be true?" Leng Wushuang was also excited.
Wu Shilang was even more frustrated. "Brother, do you really think a baby will roll out just because we're sleeping with a layer of clothing between us?" she thought. With nowhere to vent her anger, she slammed her hand on the table and roared, "I have a son!"
The whole family was overjoyed; they were just short of applauding in encouragement.
“However, my son is still with his father.” After she finished speaking, she glared angrily at Wushuang, then covered her face with deep sorrow and ran away in tears.
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The people left at the table all blinked and looked at Leng Wushuang, whose face was full of innocence.
“Wushuang, Wushi, she… how… how…” Master Xiao struggled to find the words to describe Wushi’s rampage.
"Looks like he's unsatisfied!" someone exclaimed loudly.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Master Xiao suddenly realized, clapped his hands to greet the newcomer, and said with great joy, "Jinfeng, you've come. Come on, Sister Huan, bring another set of chopsticks and a bowl."
Luo Jinfeng smiled slightly, sat down with practiced ease, and asked, "Brother-in-law, how have you been lately?"
Leng Wushuang's face immediately darkened. She stood up, lifted her robe, and prepared to leave.
"Don't you want to know why Isoro is angry?"
Leng Wushuang stopped abruptly and slowly turned his head. In the past few days, he had shown Wushilang all sorts of affection, but he found that Wushilang's temper was becoming more and more irritable each day.
He pondered the reason for Ishiro's irritability every day, always thinking the worst. One moment he worried that her poison hadn't been completely eliminated, and the next he worried that his cold nature would hurt Ishiro.
He tossed and turned for many days, still unable to grasp the key point. Now, as soon as Luo Jinfeng mentioned it, he immediately turned around.
"If you read this book, you'll understand why Isoro was angry." He casually handed over a thick book, nodding with a smile. (Typed by Orange Garden Bubble Fish)
Leng Wushuang took the book casually and read it aloud from the cover: "A Record of Awakening Names?"
“Indeed, indeed. The more you read, the more you see, the more you think, and most importantly, the more you practice, the more you will eventually have an epiphany.” Young Master Luo raised his eyes, looking unfathomable.
"Believe me, I also grasped its mysteries through reading." His expression became even more serious, and he nodded solemnly.
Leng Wushuang flipped through the book with some skepticism, her eyes sweeping over the records, and her face immediately turned red.
He awkwardly cupped his hands in thanks to Luo Jinfeng, then swept his robes and dashed away in a flash.
The room was left with a bewildered crowd, who continued to blink at the table.
"I say, Jinfeng, what's the contents of that book of awakening the world? Can it really solve the problems between the young couple?" Master Xiao was very puzzled.
Luo Jinfeng smiled and said, "This is a family secret recipe, guaranteed to cure all ailments!"