After the ghost-hunting master descended the mountain, his fame spread throughout the capital.

Supported by Ruan Guyan and her maids, Jiang Dusheng slowly walked out of the room.

In the courtyard, Xu Nanxun had been waiting for a long time.

He had also specially changed into a brand-new brocade robe today. He stood tall and straight, with a handsome face and eyes filled with tenderness and blessings for his younger sister.

Seeing Jiang Dusheng being escorted out, he stepped forward, knelt slightly in front of her, and spoke gently:

"Little sister, let your brother carry you out the door."

That cry of "Ah Mei" made Jiang Dusheng momentarily lose his senses.

Deep in her memory, the figure of her older brother who brought her candied hawthorns at the gate of Nanchansi Temple slowly overlapped with the steady and reliable figure of Xu Nanxun before her.

Beneath the veil, she silently curved her lips into a smile, a smile that shed all her coldness and defensiveness.

Jiang Dusheng reached out and rested his hand on Xu Nanxun's broad back, whispering:

"Thank you for your trouble, brother."

Xu Nanxun steadily carried her on his back and strode towards the gate of the mansion.

On both sides, Ruan Guyan and Wang Dazhuang raised the red flower petals they had prepared high.

In an instant, crimson filled the sky, falling like rain.

The moment Jiang Dusheng was carried out of the mansion by Xu Nanxun, Xie Jinchen's gaze was immediately drawn to him, and he could not look away for even a moment.

He was dressed in a bright red wedding gown today, which made his figure appear even more upright and sturdy.

His usually stern features were softened by the festive colors, but his deep eyes shone brightly when he saw the red figure being carried away by Xu Nanxun.

Only after Jiang Dusheng was placed in the sedan chair did Xie Jinchen come to his senses and solemnly nod in return to Xu Nanxun.

"Lift the sedan chair!"

The emcee's loud and clear voice rang out.

The festive music instantly turned into a rousing chorus, with firecrackers exploding and drums beating loudly.

The wedding procession was grand and impressive, heading towards the Xie State Duke's mansion.

The Xie family mansion was decorated with lanterns and colorful banners, and red silk ribbons were hung high.

Thanks to the new emperor's support and the status of Xie Jinchen and Jiang Dusheng, officials and nobles came in droves to offer their congratulations, with almost half of the court officials present, making the scene extremely grand.

In the main hall, red candles burned brightly, and the character for "happiness" was pasted all over the walls.

The most eye-catching figures were the two seated in the high positions.

Huiming wore an apricot-yellow kasaya embroidered with lotus flowers in gold thread, his appearance was dignified and solemn, with kind and benevolent eyes.

Master Xuanji was dressed in a brand-new Taoist robe, embroidered with Tai Chi Bagua and auspicious cloud patterns in silver thread. He held a whisk in his hand, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance and clear eyes, truly embodying the transcendent spirit of a hermit.

The two people, the monk, and the Taoist sat side by side, which did not seem out of place at all. On the contrary, it created a strange harmony that drew the attention of the guests below.

"Newcomer arrived!"

As the master of ceremonies chanted, the noisy hall instantly fell silent.

All eyes turned to the entrance, where Xie Jinchen, holding one end of a red ribbon, led Jiang Dusheng, supported by the matchmaker, slowly into the wedding hall.

The master of ceremonies announced loudly, "First bow to Heaven and Earth!"

Xie Jinchen and Jiang Dusheng turned to the door, faced the heavens and earth, and bowed deeply.

"Bowing to the parents a second time!"

The two turned around and faced Huiming and Xuanji Zhenren, who were sitting upright in the hall.

Xie Jinchen looked solemn, and although Jiang Dusheng couldn't see him, he also acted respectfully.

They all bowed down and knelt.

This bow is to express gratitude for the kindness of being raised and taught.

Although they were not blood relatives, Huiming and Xuanji Zhenren had saved Jiang Dusheng's life, taught him, and raised him, and their relationship was like that of father and grandfather.

He also owed Xie Jinchen a debt of gratitude.

This bow came from the bottom of my heart, filled with gratitude.

Huiming and Xuanji Zhenren looked at the perfect couple before them, their feelings complicated and hard to describe.

Huiming saw a complex mix of emotions: the cabbage he had carefully nurtured had finally been devoured by the best pig. His lips twitched, a mixture of sorrow and joy.

Master Xuanji, on the other hand, felt a great sense of relief, as he had finally managed to marry off his stubborn disciple.

But in any case, their eyes were filled with genuine joy.

They all nodded slightly in acceptance of the greeting.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!"

Xie Jinchen and Jiang Dusheng stood facing each other, separated by a step, connected by a red silk ribbon.

Through the red veil, Jiang Dusheng could vaguely see Xie Jinchen's indistinct outline and his slightly taut jawline.

Those were his unconscious little gestures when he was nervous.

Jiang Dusheng's heart was gently touched, and he couldn't help but smile, a gentle smile spreading across his cool eyes.

Unfortunately, it was covered by a veil, and no one could see it.

The two slowly bowed and knelt before each other.

Their foreheads almost touched, and the red silk swayed gently between them.

"The ceremony is complete! Lead them to the bridal chamber!"

The master of ceremonies' voice trailed off with a hint of joy.

"good!"

"Congratulations, Duke Xie! Congratulations, Grand Preceptor!"

May you have a long and happy marriage! May your hearts be forever united!

The silence that had been deliberately maintained was immediately broken, and the hall was filled with congratulations, laughter, and applause.

Guests came forward to offer their congratulations to the newlyweds and to Huiming and Xuanji Zhenren in the hall.

Some people even went to Huiming and Xuanji Zhenren to inquire about consecration services, and the atmosphere was extremely enthusiastic.

Xie Dai, disguised and standing in the crowd, saw this scene and smiled with satisfaction. Then, he turned around and left the crowd.

Although Xie Jinchen was entertaining guests and socializing with various congratulatory people in the outer room, his heart had already flown to the new house in the backyard.

He found a moment, pulled Xuanji Zhenren and Huiming aside, and then dragged Wang Dazhuang, who was stealing wine, over and whispered a few words of advice.

The two masters exchanged a glance, one raising an eyebrow and the other stroking his beard, both showing expressions of understanding.

Wang Dazhuang patted his chest and assured him, "Your Highness... oh no, Duke Xie, rest assured, I'm an expert at getting people drunk and making merry! I guarantee I'll keep things lively and bustling in the front, and I won't let anyone bother us in the back!"

Xie Jinchen was slightly relieved and quickly walked towards the bridal chamber.

In the new house, Jiang Dusheng sat upright on the edge of the bed covered with a bright red brocade quilt, surrounded by a festive red scene.

She could hear the faint noise coming from the front yard, smell the sweet fragrance in the air, and feel her heart beating faster.

She was actually a little impatient with the veil covering her head. She raised her hand to lift it, but stopped when her fingertips touched the tassels.

That's it, you only live once in your life.

Fortunately, Xie Jinchen didn't keep her waiting too long.

The sound of the door being pushed open rang out, and steady footsteps entered, then closed the door behind them, shutting out the noise from the outside world.

Jiang Dusheng subconsciously straightened his back, and through the veil, he could feel that familiar figure approaching.

Xie Jinchen stopped by the bedside.

At this moment, he felt unprecedented tension, and his palms even became slightly sweaty.

Xie Jinchen took a deep breath, slowly reached out his hand, his fingertips touched the soft red silk, and gently lifted it up, causing the veil to slip off.

Jiang Dusheng blinked slightly unconsciously, adjusting his eyes to the light, and then looked up.

Eyes facing each other.

Xie Jinchen's breath hitched slightly.

The red wedding dress did not diminish Jiang Dusheng's beauty; on the contrary, it was like a flame burning in the snow, making her skin appear even more radiant and beautiful than snow.

Her eyes clearly reflected his stunned figure, nothing else.

At this moment, everything around Xie Jinchen lost its color.

Feeling a little embarrassed by his intense gaze, Jiang Dusheng's cheeks flushed, and her eyes darted around before she coughed lightly and asked, feigning composure, "Are you dumbfounded?"

Xie Jinchen snapped back to his senses, his Adam's apple bobbing as he realized his mouth was dry.

He sat down next to Jiang Dusheng, very close to him.

Xie Jinchen turned his head, looking at her profile so close to his, and spoke softly, his voice hoarse from suppressing his emotions:

"Yeah, I'm stunned."

He paused for a moment, then added with utmost seriousness, "I saw the most beautiful woman in the world."

Such direct and passionate words of love made Jiang Dusheng's heart skip a beat and his ears burn.

She subconsciously turned to the side, cupped Xie Jinchen's face in her hands, and looked at him carefully, trying to confirm whether he was drunk and talking nonsense.