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The next day.
In the early morning, around eight or nine o'clock.
When Ziyan was sleeping soundly and peacefully, she had that dream again, one she hadn't continued for a long time.
In the dream, she was wearing a phoenix crown and a bright red wedding dress, with a red veil covering her head. She was riding on the back of a majestic giant python, holding tightly onto its neck just like before.
It carried her flying through countless clouds, over several mountains and seas.
Then they arrived at that beautiful dreamlike place on the edge of a cliff in the sky, a place they had reached in her previous dreams.
When the giant python stopped, it transformed into the Demonically Charming Man wearing a Golden Mask. He then took Ziyan's small hand and began to stroll leisurely through that fantastical garden that was even more enchanting than a fairyland.
Colorful butterflies fluttered around them, some even landing on their shoulders or above their heads.
Soon, they passed through a beautiful sea of flowers, and he led her to a corner of the garden where there was a large Flower House made entirely of transparent walls. The Flower House was surrounded by various beautiful flowering vines and blossoms of different colors and shapes, while in the center stood a luxurious and spacious flower bed.
They entered the Flower House, and in front of the bed, the Demonically Charming Man lifted his Golden Mask, revealing his familiar face right before Ziyan's eyes.
Almost simultaneously, he suddenly embraced her and laid her down on the large flower bed, gently lifting the red veil from above her head.
In that moment when their eyes met, their feelings were deep and tender. Following this, Ziyan shyly yet intuitively cooperated with everything he did next... (This part is omitted for brevity.)
In an instant, the Flower House was filled with springtime warmth, while outside it rained mistily. Butterflies swirled around the Flower House amidst the clouds and mist above...
Just as Ziyan was still lost in the intimate affection with her beloved,
Suddenly, for some unknown reason, she heard numerous giggling noises in her ears.
When she fully awakened from her dream, she heard her maid Yang Xiaodie speaking with someone: "Look, our master is awake! Hehe—"
"Damn! I actually had a spring dream!" Ziyan couldn't help but curse as she quickly jumped out of the dream.
Just as Ziyan was secretly complaining about herself, Yang Xiaodie spoke up again, "Master, it's time to get up. Let us help you bathe and change, then put on your wedding dress. The prince is waiting downstairs; we can't miss the auspicious time!"
"Uh? Wedding dress?"
Ziyan was momentarily stunned, not fully grasping the situation.
"Last night, the prince had someone pick me up from the dormitory at the supermarket in the middle of the night, and later he personally brought you back here. He specifically instructed us to wait for you, saying that once you wake up, we should quickly prepare for your wedding. Today is the big day for you and the prince; you need to get up quickly! Otherwise, the prince might not be able to wait any longer! Hehe..."
Sister Ziying suddenly appeared and timely reminded her younger sister.
Hearing her sister's words, a shocked Ziyan glanced around the room and realized she was indeed lying in that room within the Heavenly Pivot Sect.
Uh? What’s going on?
Ziyan experienced a momentary mental lapse but quickly understood: she must have been brought back here by her family's Monster after sleeping too soundly last night.
It seemed that what he promised in Hot Spring Valley about marrying her today was true. With his decisiveness, it was likely that everything at Xuan Wang Fu was already prepared.
Thinking back to the passionate moments they shared in Hot Spring Valley, Ziyan felt her face flush bright red.
She then softly responded with an "oh" to her sister and obediently got out of bed.
Next, while listening to an old woman—whom she didn't know where her family's Demon Prince had found—buzzing in her ear about marriage customs and rituals before and after the wedding ceremony, Ziyan simply let her sister and a group of Maid assist her with bathing, dressing in her wedding gown, and getting ready.
Almost two hours later, Ziyan looked at herself in the mirror and saw that she had transformed into a bride-to-be—charming and graceful. This was Ziyan's own assessment of herself!
Just as Ziyan wanted to admire herself a little longer, she heard her sister Ziying's voice again: "My little sister is so beautiful; she will definitely win over the prince in this lifetime!"
Upon hearing this, Ziyan's face tightened and flushed even more. Before she could respond, Ziying immediately placed a red veil over Ziyan's head.
Wow! The phoenix crown is so heavy. Without the veil, Ziyan hadn't noticed much, but once it was on, she couldn't look around, and all her attention was drawn to the weight on her head.
At the same time, she recalled what she had seen in the mirror earlier: this beautiful phoenix crown was made entirely of gold and some rare gemstones.
How light could it possibly be? Sigh! Just bear with it, Ziyan silently told herself.
In her two lifetimes, today she would officially marry and become someone’s wife. Yet, a hint of frustration flashed through her mind.
She had originally intended to delay things until at least after her eighteenth birthday, hoping to postpone it for as long as possible.
Her previously peaceful life had been disrupted by the unexpected arrival of Cheng Yaojin—Crown Prince Ling Xianjun. This troublesome situation had completely shattered her plans.
It would have been one thing to taste forbidden fruit, but if she ended up getting pregnant early, her good days might truly come to an end!
Ziyan was lost in thought when suddenly she shivered.
"Time's up, sister."
While Ziyan's mind was still racing, Ziying, who had been by her side all along, gently urged her to get up and go downstairs.
Ziyan remained silent as she carefully followed her sister's lead down the stairs step by step.
Downstairs, the groom Ling Yuxuan was patiently waiting, dressed in a complete set of bright red attire. Upon seeing his beloved child’s figure, he decisively set down his cup of tea.
He immediately walked to the staircase without waiting for Ziying to speak or bow. He took Ziyan's delicate, pink-white hand from her and, in a princess carry, lifted her up directly.
Then, he took long strides toward the courtyard, and soon they walked out of the Ren Shi Tang's main gate.
At the entrance, there was a particularly dazzling and bright red flower palanquin under the sunlight. Ling Yuxuan gently placed his Beloved One into the palanquin, and before stepping back, he kissed her forehead through the red veil. Only after Ziying caught up and sat beside Ziyan in the palanquin did the groom Ling Yuxuan feel at ease to mount a magnificent horse adorned with a large red flower around its neck.
With a wave of Strongman Wu Xiang's large hand, the palanquin was lifted by several bearers, while the folk band on both sides began to play lively music typical of wedding processions of that era.
At the same time, a series of firecrackers exploded loudly in all directions. The wedding procession set off in grand style.
The palanquin traveled for a long time, leaving Ziyan puzzled inside. She turned to her sister beside her and asked, "Sister, isn't the prince's residence nearby? Why have we been traveling for so long without arriving?"
"Uh? Is my little sister anxious already?" Ziying teased her younger sister Ziyan sincerely.
"Sister!" Ziyan was momentarily at a loss for words under the veil.
"Hehe... Little sister, it's precisely because the prince's residence is too close to Ren Shi Tang that he specifically requested the bearers to take a detour around New District before entering the residence today. The prince is very thoughtful; he wants all the citizens of the city to envy you! I heard from Wu San that the prince even arranged for people to distribute free souvenirs to everyone entering and exiting the city at supermarkets and city gates!"
"He also said that the more blessings you receive for your marriage, the better, so you can be together for generations. Tsk tsk! Oh! The prince is truly a good husband. Little sister, you are so fortunate!"
Ziying expressed her admiration while describing this with great astonishment towards her sister.
"Oh! Sister need not envy me; in due time, I will personally help you and Wu San organize an even more grand wedding than this one."
Smart as she was, Ziyan immediately comforted her sister.
"Uh? Oh! Sister deserves such a high-standard wedding."
Upon hearing Ziyan's words, Ziying's face turned red with embarrassment as she lowered her head.
Feeling her sister's shyness, Ziyan wanted to tease her a bit more, so she continued, "Of course, if you don't want to marry Wu San, then I can introduce you to some better and more outstanding young men."
"Uh? No, no, he's really good. I will only marry him in this lifetime."
Ziying immediately fell for the trap and anxiously expressed her stance.
"Pfft—"
Seeing this, Ziyan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Sister—y-y-you're so mean."
Realizing she had been playfully mocked by her sister in retaliation, Ziying felt a rush of embarrassment, her face turning as red as bright red paper.
"Hehe, that's what you get for teasing me earlier!"
Ziyan continued to chuckle while still bantering with her.
"Oh, fine then. I admit my mistake! I hope you can forgive me."
Ziying was once again flustered but couldn't find anything else to say, so she had no choice but to apologize first.
At this point, Ziyan finally replied, "Mm-mm-mm—well said, well said."
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