Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law.

"Saint, Saint, the wedding procession is coming!"

Outside the house, the female disciples saw Chen Mo coming and they danced and spoke excitedly to the people inside the house.

"I heard."

Nalan Yiren, wearing a silver crown and a Taogui Gu mask, tried to remain calm. She was fine just now, but now, she suddenly became nervous.

"Don't panic, stay calm." Han Anniang saw Nalan Yiren's nervousness, held her hand, which she didn't know where to put, and encouraged her.

Han Anniang is an experienced person and can understand how Nalan Yiren feels now.

Nalan Yiren took a deep breath and thought to herself, "Don't panic, stay calm, and don't let those disciples and elders laugh at you."

Han Anniang watched her calm down and chuckled, "Okay, I'll go out and greet them first."

"Ah."

"Do you want me to call the disciples outside in to help you block the door and ask for some good luck?" Han Anniang, who had just taken a step, thought of something and turned back to say to Nalan Yiren.

It’s not that Han Anniang wants to make things difficult for Chen Mo. She treasures her man very much.

I just want to make this wedding more ceremonial.

"Sorry to bother you, Sister An."

"Small things."

Han Anniang decided not to join in blocking the door. She was an experienced person and it was inappropriate for her to do so.

Soon, two female disciples were called in by Han Anniang, who patiently explained to them what they needed to pay attention to.

After saying that, she left.

Nalan Yiren held her back straight, not wanting the female disciples to notice anything, so she sat upright on the chair, breathing steadily. She seemed calm and composed, but in fact, her two slender, white hands had wrinkled the red mandarin duck brocade handkerchief into wrinkles.

She focused her ears, listened carefully to the joyful sounds, and judged the distance of the wedding procession.

As the sound of joy got closer to the room where she was, she became more nervous.

On the contrary, the two female disciples in the room had more and more smiles on their faces, and they couldn't help but say excitedly: "Here he comes, Saint, the son-in-law is here."

The joyful sounds stopped in front of the house, and were followed by laughter and talking.

After a while, there was the familiar and steady sound of Chen Mo's footsteps.

Nalan Yiren's nervousness at this moment was no longer something she could suppress, but was revealed on her face. If she hadn't been wearing a mask, the two female disciples would have seen it.

"Saintess, the son-in-law is already at the door." said the female disciple, blocking the door and shouting outside, asking for a lucky draw.

According to Han Anniang's explanation, "asking for good luck" is just a procedure to increase the sense of ceremony.

Therefore, when Chen Mo outside the house stuffed the prize in through the crack of the door, the two female disciples also opened the door.

"Yiren, I'm here to pick you up."

Chen Mo's voice rang out.

The nervousness in Nalan Yiren's heart disappeared in an instant when she heard Chen Mo's words, leaving only a deep happiness lingering in her heart.

The female disciple brought a piece of red silk and asked Nalan Yiren to hold one end, while she took the other end and handed it to Chen Mo.

In order to better welcome the bride, Nalan Yiren lived in a stilt house built on the ground. After Chen Mo took the red silk, he led the bride downstairs.

The custom in Baiyue is not to use a sedan chair to pick up the bride.

When the bride leaves her home and steps onto the ground, the groom needs to carry her on his back.

And according to the previous custom of the Poison King Valley, the groom is required to carry the bride on his back and walk around the Poison King Valley, and then go to the ancestral hall to show that the groom is in good health.

"Whoa whoa."

The moment Nalan Yiren lay on Chen Mo's back, there were noises of booing and shouting all around, and the vocal music that had just stopped started again, sounding more powerful than before.

"hold me."

Chen Mo said softly.

Nalan Yiren's face flushed, she put her arms around Chen Mo's neck, and clamped her legs around his waist, making it easier for Chen Mo to hug her knees. She didn't dare to speak loudly, but just whispered, "Let's go."

"What should you call me?" Chen Mo asked deliberately.

Hearing this, Nalan Yiren wanted to hit Chen Mo, but she didn't dare. She could only blush and whisper, "Husband."

The Baiyue people call for their husband.

"Eh."

Chen Mo responded loudly, then stood up, carried Nalan Yiren on his back, walked through the bustling crowd, and walked out.

His steps were getting faster and faster. He had heard from the people in the valley that when the disciples in the valley got married, it took the groom half an hour to carry the bride on his back around the valley.

He doesn't want to take it slow.

This scene made the vocal group and disciples stunned, and then they hurried to follow shouting.

A quarter of an hour later, Chen Mo arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall carrying Nalan Yiren on his back.

There is a brazier at the door.

Chen Mo had to carry Nalan Yiren over the fire basin before he could put the bride down.

In the ancestral hall, the three elders, as well as the old man in the valley, Chen Xiu, Han Anniang and others had been waiting here for a long time.

After Chen Mo put Nalan Yiren down.

Chen Xiu, who was acting as the master of ceremonies, cleared his throat and said in a clear voice: "The auspicious time has arrived, light the candles, burn incense, and start the music..."

The sky outside the ancestral hall had darkened. The moment the red candles were lit and the incense burner was ignited, drums, gongs and suonas started playing together, creating a particularly festive atmosphere.

"The newlyweds pay homage to their ancestors." Chen Xiu said loudly.

Chen Mo and Nalan Yiren's direct relatives are no longer alive, so they worship the tablets enshrined in the ancestral hall.

After hearing Chen Xiu's words, Chen Mo and Nalan Yiren each held one end of a red silk cloth, knelt down side by side and kowtowed in front of the tablet enshrined in the ancestral hall.

"Bow to heaven and earth twice." Chen Xiu shouted again.

Chen Mo and Nalan Yiren stood up together, turned around, and bowed to the sky and earth outside the ancestral hall. This time, they did not kowtow.

When Chen Mo heard this, he felt a little strange.

In the Wei Dynasty, when newlyweds got married, they would first worship heaven and earth.

But in the Poison King Valley, ancestors are greater than heaven and earth.

"Husband and wife bow to each other." Chen Xiu looked at the two newlyweds with a blush on his face. This was the first time he held a wedding for the emperor.

This is something worth bragging about.

After the couple bowed to each other, the wedding ceremony came to an end.

"After the ceremony, the newlyweds enter the bridal chamber."

"Wow wow."

When Chen Xiu said this, the disciples in the valley who were watching outside the ancestral hall immediately laughed and started to make a noise. The smiles on their faces were somewhat "erotic".

"Silence, silence!" Si Song coughed lightly to maintain order, and then said, "Everyone of you should behave yourself tonight. If anyone dares to disturb the bridal chamber, I will make him pay."

The Poison King Valley also has the "bad habit" of disturbing the bridal chamber.

But as soon as these words came out, a disciple outside the ancestral hall said, "Great Elder, you are joking. Who among us dares to make trouble in the Saint's bridal chamber?"

Just kidding, the bride and groom are both top third rank warriors.

If they go to disturb the bridal chamber of these two people, they will just be asking for a beating. They are not stupid.

"Your Majesty, after drinking the wedding wine with the Imperial Master, you have to come out to thank the guests." Chen Xiu was worried that His Majesty would start the bridal chamber as soon as he sent the Imperial Master to the bridal chamber, so when Chen Mo left, he came to his side and whispered a reminder.

Chen Mo understood. In fact, even if Chen Xiu didn't say it, he would not forget it.

He was not so impatient. After leaving the ancestral hall, Chen Mo carried Nalan Yiren on his back again and walked towards the wedding room.

This time the speed was faster than the previous walk around the valley.

Soon they arrived at their wedding room.

The door was open, and two lit red lanterns were hanging outside.

Chen Mo directly carried Nalan Yiren in and placed her on the couch.

Nalan Yiren sat upright.

Chen Mo reached out and gently removed the mask on Nalan Yiren's face. Even under the candlelight, Nalan Yiren, wearing a gorgeous silver crown and wedding dress, no longer had the coldness of the past. She was shy and timid, with her head lowered. With the embellishment of makeup, she was incredibly beautiful, like a jade figure in clothes.

"Madam." Chen Mo called softly.

"Husband." Nalan Yiren also called out with a red face.

"My lady, it's time for you to take off the mask for me." Chen Mo stared at Nalan Yiren's face and temporarily resisted the urge to push her down.

Nalan Yiren hummed lightly, slowly raised her hand, took off the mask on Chen Mo's face, and placed it beside her.

"From today on, we are husband and wife." Chen Mo held her hand and sat down beside her.

My butt was a little uncomfortable, and the bed was covered with peanuts, longans, red dates and other dried fruits.

Chen Mo pushed some of it aside.

"My husband, it's time to drink the wedding wine."

Seeing Chen Mo's actions, Nalan Yiren was worried that he had forgotten something and reminded him.

Chen Mo raised his hand and scratched her nose, then said with a smile, "Don't worry, my husband won't forget it."

Chen Mo stood up, took out the cups of wine and handed one of them to Nalan Yiren.

Nalan Yiren took it with both hands, and after Chen Mo sat down, she drank from the cup with him.

After drinking the wedding wine, all the steps before the bridal chamber are almost completed.

When Chen Mo's gaze moved to Nalan Yiren's face, the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up slightly. From this moment on, the other party was truly his.

Perhaps influenced by the scene, Nalan Yiren lowered her head shyly. The wedding was over, and all kinds of feelings came to her mind, including joy, nervousness, happiness, etc.
Chen Mo couldn't help it any longer, so he raised his hand, pinched Nalan Yiren's chin, and leaned in to bite her.

While kissing, his other hand took off the silver crown on Nalan Yiren's head.

Wow, it’s quite heavy.

As the silver crown was taken off, Nalan Yiren's three thousand strands of black hair poured down, but were blocked by the silver ring on her neck.

Nalan Yiren's pupils dilated slightly. Her body instinctively wanted her to push Chen Mo away, but she forcibly suppressed this instinct. Now there was no need for her to resist anymore.

She closed her eyes slightly and responded to his kiss.

It was not until she felt a hot hand between her legs that Nalan Yi pushed him away, saying without any other meaning: "Husband, you should go and thank the guests."

Nalan Yiren was afraid that the two of them would be so obsessed with each other that they would miss the time to thank the guests. If that happened, someone would definitely make fun of them tomorrow.

"Ma'am, I'll be back soon."

Chen Mo pinched Nalan Yiren's buttocks and left reluctantly.

There was a hint of coquettishness in Nalan Yiren's eyes as she watched Chen Mo leave.

After Chen Mo left, she took off the silver ring around her neck, hands and feet. Although the weight was a drop in the bucket for her, it was still a little uncomfortable to wear them on her body.

There was no way around it before, but now that the wedding is done, there’s no need to wear it anymore.

Of course, if Chen Mo knew about this, he would definitely be disappointed.

You can take off the silver ring, but there is no need to take off the bracelets and anklets.

Afterwards, she gathered the dried fruits on the bed and made the quilt.

Finally, she released the venomous bee and asked the two of them to watch outside.

Chen Mo did come back very quickly.

It took at most three quarters of an hour from the time he left to the time he came back.

"My lady, you've been waiting for a long time."

There was no smell of alcohol on Chen Mo, but that didn't mean he didn't drink.

Instead, before entering the house, he used his innate spiritual energy to dispel the smell of alcohol.

Nalan Yiren did not respond to Chen Mo's words, but stood up and stretched out her hand, apparently to help Chen Mo take off his wedding gown. It was obvious that she was beginning to learn to play the role of a wife.

Chen Mo didn't bother to be polite with her and cooperated with her hand movements.

Although Nalan Yiren had never served anyone, it was still easy for her to take off her clothes.

But after that, she didn't know what to do.

In fact, she knew it in her heart, but as a woman, she couldn't take the initiative.

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "Madam, go lie down on the bed, and leave the rest to me."

That's what Nalan Yiren thought. She took off her embroidered shoes obediently and lay down on the bed straight, being very well behaved.

Chen Mo sat down beside the bed, raised his hand, and gently stroked Nalan Yiren's cheek with his fingertips, then slowly moved down to undress her.

Even though this was the first time Chen Mo had seen a wedding dress like the one Nalan Yiren was wearing, he was still very skilled in untying it.

As her clothes were taken off, she was completely exposed in front of Chen Mo. Nalan Yiren's body tensed up and her face flushed. She quickly raised her hands to cover her face, saying, "Candle, blow out the candle quickly!"

"If we don't appreciate such a beautiful body, it would be a waste of nature's gift."

What Chen Mo meant was, of course, that he didn't want to extinguish the candle.

"No one will come to disturb the bridal chamber tonight, right?"

"Don't worry, they don't dare."

"Where's Sister An An?"

"Aunt Liu is with her."

"Where is the Great Elder?"

"Okay, don't be nervous."

After carefully admiring Nalan Yiren's flawless and delicate body, Chen Mo moved forward and hugged this beauty in his arms.

Suddenly, a loud cry of grief was heard in the house.

Nalan Yiren frowned, and the next second, she wrapped her arms around Chen Mo's neck tightly, and her two slender, explosive white legs locked his waist with amazing force, preventing him from making any movement, and a strong force burst out from her body.

"Bang" sound.

The bed was up.

And it’s not just a simple broken bed board.

But it was torn into pieces and could not be repaired, so we had to build a new bed.

Chen Mo was shocked.

Nalan Yiren was also shocked.

The two men lay among a pile of wooden frames, staring at each other in amazement.

Chen Mo had forgotten everything.

Who broke the bed last time?

As a result, the Nalan Yi people became more courageous.

After a while, Nalan Yiren said with a red face and a hint of tears in her voice: "I didn't mean to do that, I just couldn't help it, what should I do now?" (End of this chapter)