Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 10 Tomorrow's Wedding Ceremony

"Squeak..."

The window was opened.

Outside the window, the sunlight was just right, and the dim new house immediately became bright.

The morning breeze, carrying the fragrance of flowers, brushed past the windowsill and drifted into the room.

The red curtains inside the room and the double happiness characters on the walls danced in the wind, as if welcoming their bride.

Luo Qingfeng stood by the window, lost in thought.

The events of the past few days have felt like a dream, bizarre and absurd.

The bride, whom he thought was dead, suddenly returned, and they were to get married tomorrow.

Things kept going in and out of control, leaving him overwhelmed.

Also, after the wedding tomorrow, he will have to find a way to move out with his bride.

After all, they are another family.

They can't stay here forever, relying on others to support them; it's annoying.

But how do they make a living?

Moreover, he also needs to cultivate.

The book says that at the beginning of cultivation, a lot of energy needs to be consumed.

In addition to the power of the stars, one also needs to replenish a large amount of meat or elixirs every day.

He certainly didn't have any elixirs, so he could only eat meat.

But these days, even a family like my cousin's doesn't have meat at every meal.

Moreover, cultivators consume a great deal of energy due to the transformation of their bodies, so a normal amount of meat is definitely not enough.

Therefore, this is also a difficult problem.

He needs to find a way to make money.

"cousin."

As he was thinking, Song Wan'er walked in through the door, carrying a stack of clothes in her arms.

The maid Ping'er followed behind, carrying shoes, socks, and other items in her arms.

"These clothes are for Sister Zhao'er. They all belong to Wan'er. I hope Sister Zhao'er won't mind. When we have some time, Wan'er will take Sister Zhao'er to the shop to have a few new ones made."

Song Wan'er entered the courtyard and said softly.

Luo Qingfeng snapped out of his daze, glanced at the clothes in her arms, and felt a warmth in his heart.

Fortunately, his cousin has always treated him very well.

But the more this is the case, the less he can afford to keep bothering others.

Luo Qingfeng left the room and went to the corridor outside. She cupped her hands in a gesture of thanks and said, "Thank you, cousin."

In this era, etiquette is still very important for scholars.

Song Wan'er smiled and said, "Cousin, we're all family, why be so formal?"

Zi'er quickly took the clothes and led Ping'er into the house.

The sounds of water and voices could be heard coming from the room.

The two cousins ​​stood in the corridor, bathed in the morning sunlight, and for a moment, neither of them spoke.

After a while.

Song Wan'er smiled sweetly and said softly, "Congratulations, cousin, you will be getting married to Sister Zhao'er tomorrow."

Luo Qingfeng said, "Thank you."

Song Wan'er asked, "Sister Zhao'er must be very beautiful, right?"

Luo Qingfeng didn't know how to answer, so he just looked at her and said, "My cousin is very pretty too."

Song Wan'er was slightly taken aback, then her cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes sparkled with tears: "This is the first time I've heard my cousin praise someone."

Luo Qingfeng thought to himself: Was I a fool before?

Song Wan'er walked to the window, looked into the new room, and said softly, "The new room is decorated so beautifully, Sister Zhao'er must like it very much, right?"

Luo Qingfeng also walked to the window, looked at the new house inside, and said, "She just saw it and was very happy."

His gaze involuntarily drifted back to the dressing mirror in the room.

Hei Xiu, who was sleeping on the chair, opened his eyes, glanced at the two of them, then jumped off the chair and crawled under the bed.

The two talked for a while longer.

Ping'er came out of the house and said, "Miss Zhao'er has finished washing."

Luo Qingfeng turned to look into the room.

Song Wan'er smiled and said softly, "Then Wan'er won't disturb cousin and sister Zhao'er's gathering any longer. I'll have Ping'er bring the food over later."

When Luo Qingfeng looked at her, she had already left with Ping'er.

Just then, Su Zhao'er's sweet voice came from the room: "Brother Feng, Zhao'er is done washing up."

Luo Qingfeng paused for a moment, then went inside.

Just then, the door next to them opened, and Su Zhao'er walked out wearing a bright green dress and with her hair still wet.

Luo Qingfeng looked closely.

The mud on the girl's face had been washed away, revealing a delicate, youthful face still damp with water. Because she had just taken a bath, two light blushes appeared on her cheeks, making her look as beautiful as a flower.

Although she wasn't particularly beautiful, she was still quite pretty and charming.

His eyes were also dark and bright, exceptionally lively.

The girl was slender, with a budding bust. Her long, black hair, damp with water, cascaded down her delicate waist. She resembled a water lily just emerging from clear water, budding and radiating youthful energy.

"Brother Feng, what's wrong? Don't you recognize Zhao'er?"

Su Zhao'er noticed his dazed expression and was somewhat puzzled.

Luo Qingfeng snapped out of her daze: "No, I'm just relieved that you're alright."

Su Zhao'er walked up to him and nestled obediently in his arms, her long eyelashes fluttering gently as she whispered, "Zhao'er is so glad to be able to see Brother A-Feng again."

Luo Qingfeng inhaled her girlish scent and sensed her dependence, then said softly, "Go dry your hair, we'll eat later."

"Um."

Su Zhao'er agreed and immediately went back into the house.

Soon, Ping'er brought in a sumptuous meal.

Su Zhao'er was clearly starving. Her hair was still wet when she came out, drawn by the aroma. Her eyes lit up as she exclaimed, "Wow, so much meat! It's all Zhao'er's favorite!"

Just as she was about to sit down, she suddenly said, "Brother Feng, can you go out first? Zhao'er is so hungry, it won't look good when we eat later, I can't let Brother Feng see me."

Luo Qingfeng smiled and walked out into the corridor.

Soon, Su Zhao'er came out of the house with a satisfied expression: "Brother Feng, Zhao'er is full... It was so delicious. I wish I could eat this every day from now on."

Luo Qingfeng thought to himself: Even his uncles couldn't possibly eat this kind of food every day.

At this moment, Song Wan'er smiled at the entrance of the courtyard and said, "If Sister Zhao'er wants to eat this every day, Wan'er will have the kitchen make it."

Su Zhao'er looked at her.

Song Wan'er, dressed in a pink dress, walked in with a gentle demeanor and said softly, "Sister Zhao'er, my name is Song Wan'er. You can call me Wan'er from now on."

Su Zhao'er looked at her with envy and said, "Sister Wan'er is so beautiful."

Song Wan'er smiled and said, "Sister Zhao'er is also very beautiful. No wonder my cousin is so fond of her."

Upon hearing this, Su Zhao'er's face lit up with a smile.

Song Wan'er pulled her along and said, "Sister Zhao'er, let's go shopping. Let's buy you some jewelry and clothes. Tomorrow you and your cousin are getting married. Although we haven't invited any guests, you still need to dress formally. After all, every girl only has this one chance in her life."

Su Zhao'er blinked her bright, lively eyes and asked, "Is Brother Feng going?"

Luo Qingfeng said, "I still need to study at home. You can go with Wan'er."

Su Zhao'er quickly nodded obediently, "Yes, yes, I can't disturb Brother Feng's reading."

The two girls went out the door hand in hand.

Su Zhao'er was jumping around, looking youthful, lively, and very happy.

Luo Qingfeng stood in the courtyard for a while before going inside.

He closed the door, took out the cultivation manual from under the bed, and continued to read it eagerly from beginning to end.

On the second reading, many obscure passages became much easier to understand.

The last dozen or so pages of the cultivation manual also contain a set of fist techniques recorded with simple illustrations and text. When combined with mental cultivation, it will make the transformation of the body faster and more effective.

The book says that once the star lamp within the body is lit and one possesses extraordinary star power, it requires a magical artifact or external martial arts to unleash it.

He has no magical artifacts now, so he can only rely on this set of fist techniques.

As for what constitutes a treasure weapon, the book does not explain, but it is certainly much more powerful and valuable than ordinary weapons.

He definitely can't afford it yet.

He quickly finished reading it for the third time.

The light outside the window had unconsciously become dim.

It was already evening.

Thinking that Zhao'er should be back soon, he immediately took the two books to the next room and hid them under the bed.

Then, I took some clothes and a few books with me.

The two haven't gone through the wedding ceremony yet, so they definitely can't stay together tonight.

Perfect timing, he's going to start his cultivation tonight.

The stars should be shining brightly tonight, perfect for him to sense the power of the stars.

I hope it works!

Just then, a girl's clear voice suddenly rang out from outside: "Brother Feng, I'm back! I bought a new bib and new socks, do you want to take a look?"

(End of this chapter)