Ke Mo’s journey into dreams was anything but smooth. Getting someone as hot-headed as him to sleep was quite the Herculean task, and Qin Yuzhi had to put in some serious effort.
Standing blankly outside a brightly decorated palace in the snowy mountains, he was met with a barrage of unfamiliar, cheerful faces welcoming and bidding farewell to guests.
“How on earth did I get here?”
Ke Mo glanced down at the big red flower pinned to his chest, questioning the very essence of existence.
He dreamed he had crossed over from Blue Star to a place called Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
What a joke! How could something like that happen to me? This must be a dream, right?
Good news: it definitely was a dream.
Bad news: upon waking up, he discovered he really had crossed over a long time ago.
A classic orphan starter pack, and even better, at the brink of life and d*ath, he was rescued by a peerless powerhouse and brought to the palace.
After practicing martial arts for two and a half years, he—little Ke—was finally ready to make his debut!
How thrilling…
“So this is the groom of the Phantom Palace Master?”
“d*mn it, I hate this!”
“What do you have to hate? They’re a perfect match, a pair of talents! Who are you, a monster, to oppose this?”
“I wish I could take his place!”
“…Fair point.”
“The Phoenix Sky Empress stands alone, overlooking the world, yet she’s the top of the flower rankings. What does she see in this kid? A hammer?! Makes no sense, it really doesn’t!”
The chatter of the guests buzzed around him.
Little Ke couldn’t make sense of it either.
Seriously, he wouldn’t even dare to dream this grand! There’s got to be something off here; it just doesn’t feel right…
“Time to pick up the bride!”
Suddenly, a loud call disrupted his thoughts.
Since the wedding was at the Phantom Palace, you could say it’s a normal marriage, but the truth is, they were once master and apprentice, and even the wedding was held there.
Yet nominally, he wasn’t even a son-in-law.
So all that was left was a mere formality.
“Ke Shidi, why are you still dawdling? Hurry up!”
Shang Qin Qing appeared behind him, beaming as she patted his shoulder.
“Oh, oh…”
Pushed in front of the bridal sedan, Little Ke lifted the curtain, and a look of utter stupidity flickered across his face.
Inside the sedan was a beauty dressed in a grand red bridal gown. The red veil didn’t completely hide her features; one could faintly see her cherry-red lips and the glimmer in her phoenix eyes, enhancing her ethereal beauty.
She looked like a celestial being, yet here she was, draped in a fiery outfit.
Gently, she extended her delicate hand.
“Carry me.”
“…..Okay!”
The moment little Ke lifted her onto his back, all rational thought flew out the window.
Who cares if this makes sense or not?!
“How does one get married again…?” Qin Yuzhi suddenly found herself puzzled.
She had never been married herself, and having slept for so long, she had no idea what the current marriage customs in Nine Heavens and Ten Earths even were.
So she looked toward the deity in charge of marriage in Da Shang.
“First, send her to the bridal chamber!” Shang Qin Qing declared firmly.
“Huh?”
Qin Yuzhi leaned back slightly in confusion. “Is it really that direct to get married now? This can’t be right… Is this the normal procedure for marriage?”
Shang Qin Qing wore a blissfully foolish grin: “This is the process I want to see! The other steps are just formalities.”
Qin Yuzhi: “……This kind of dream is unreasonable; it might collapse.”
“Fine, fine, I’ll tell you the normal process.”
Even when passing through formality, she still had to play along with the dream. So, following Shang Qin Qing’s advice, she began to weave the dream.
The atmosphere in the Phantom Palace instantly heated up.
Although it didn’t seem like the normal procedure…
“Bow to heaven and earth!”
The bowing process was the most normal part until they got to the high hall and got stuck.
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“Who do I bow to?”
Under the watchful eyes of the guests, Little Li looked utterly baffled.
He was an orphan, and if he had to point out the only elder present—the palace master… who was moments away from entering the bridal chamber with him.
This isn’t right.
“Couples should bow!” Shang Qin Qing jumped right in.
Clan Leader Shang disliked complicated ceremonies, and since she hadn’t officiated a wedding in ages, she just went with whatever.
Like, say, the couple’s bow.
In the brilliantly adorned main hall of the Phantom Palace, Little Li dressed sharply and wore the big red flower on his chest. Next to him stood the Ice Chunk. After exchanging glances, their eyes were lit like candles.
His sunny demeanor couldn’t hide his bashfulness.
Her icy coolness couldn’t mask her shyness.
“A celestial pairing! A celestial pairing!”
Shang Qin Qing felt as if she had been struck by an arrow, and her seed-spitting speed soared.
“What comes after the couple’s bow?” Qin Yuzhi asked.
“A kiss!”
“Ah? This….”
“I, Qingluan, follow my lead!”
So, the final step of bowing to heaven and earth turned into a kiss. Li Mo and Ying Bing stood together, surrounded by the crowd’s cheers, lifting the edge of the veil.
As he leaned in closer, Ying Bing instinctively pressed her forehead against his.
She didn’t have time to wonder where this habit came from; her world seemed to pulse with warmth, accompanied by a dizzying sense of weightlessness.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
It really had frozen, for the master of dreams couldn’t think.
“This dream isn’t going to collapse, right?”
Qin Yuzhi still felt there was something off, worrying she might accidentally mess up.
“Don’t worry, they’ll handle themselves! You don’t understand how terrifying a love-struck brain can be!”
Shang Qin Qing was completely unperturbed.
After many overlooked unreasonable details of the wedding, the bowing ceremony finally concluded, even skipping the toasting segment, and took hold of the Ice Chunk.
They left the main hall and strolled through the long corridor.
Shang Qin Qing rubbed her hands together, watching from a distance alongside Qin Yuzhi, secretly observing as they entered the bridal chamber.
Neither of them was noticed.
Because in the bridal chamber, the candlelight cast shadows on Li Mo and Ying Bing, blurring their view, shrouding the scene in a subtle, unexplainable aura.
“It feels just like a dream…”
Li Mo leaned back on the soft couch; his hands dangled aimlessly before he unexpectedly touched her delicate little foot, instinctively kneading it.
Ying Bing’s leg draped over, naturally settling in his embrace, her familiarity catching even her off guard.
“What are we doing next?”
Little Li recalled the marriage.
“It wouldn’t be… continuously kneading… would it?” Ying Bing’s voice trailed off, sounding less frigid than usual.
“!”
Li Mo sat up straight.
“The veil hasn’t been lifted yet.”
“Oh, oh.”
Realizing his awkwardness as he lifted the veil, his sunny demeanor involuntarily tensed up.
Because the beauty beneath the veil, a face he’d seen a thousand times before, was now stunningly exquisite, like a heavenly flower under a closed moon.
He feared he couldn’t manage his expression at the sight.
“You childish ghost…”
Under the flickering lights, Ying Bing’s eyelashes fluttered quiveringly.
Li Mo tightened his face, clearing his throat: “Now’s not the time to be a childish ghost.”
“…..”
Ying Bing curled her fingers, her gaze rippling, causing the reflection within to become somewhat hazy.
