No strange things are allowed to evolve!

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Despite some apprehension and disdain, Jiang Shu did not forget the mission objective.

If I can't refuse the bride's request, then letting myself go in quickly should count, right?

Jiang Shu straightened his clothes, walked slowly forward, and stood next to the other person.

The bride didn't look up, but it seemed as if she could see Jiang Shu's every move through the veil.

As she tossed paper money, each with a different date written on it, into the brazier, she asked reproachfully, "My lord, why did you leave me out here all alone on our wedding day?"

Jiang Shu stared intently at the paper money, his gaze unwavering: "I originally wanted to do Kegel exercises."

The bride paused in her act of burning paper money: "Kegel exercise?"

"It's Kegel exercises, to prepare for entering the bridal chamber later," Jiang Shu explained.

"Entering the bridal chamber...hehe..."

For some reason, the bride suddenly laughed in a strange, sarcastic tone.

Jiang Shu's expression hardened, and he looked around without changing his expression.

Based on the bride's reaction, he had a premonition that several burly men would jump out during their wedding night, and then the bride would accuse him of indecent assault, ultimately resulting in a three-year sentence for him.

Fortunately, the courtyard was not large, and after looking around, there was nowhere to hide, so Jiang Shu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Coming to his senses, Jiang Shu noticed that the bride had finished burning the paper money and stood up.

When she was squatting, it was fine, but when she stood up, Jiang Shu realized that she was actually half a head taller than him.

Jiang Shu is not short, standing at 1.83 meters, while the bride appears to be over 1.9 meters tall, with long limbs and a well-proportioned figure. Although the wedding gown is loose, her unusually plump figure can be seen from the curves of her clothes.

This reminded him of Madame Demitrescu in a casual game he had recently been playing, only the sensory impact of the bride was less.

"What are you looking at? It's time for the wedding ceremony."

Jiang Shu did not show any unusual expression, but simply complied with the bride's requests.

"it is good."

Light candles, burn incense, set off firecrackers, and play music.

The small courtyard suddenly became lively, but strangely, there were only the two of them in the courtyard, yet everything proceeded in an orderly manner, as if someone unseen was preparing for it.

The scent I had just caught near the lanterns had grown even stronger.

Jiang Shu couldn't help but speak when the dilapidated musical instruments piled in the corner suddenly started playing.

"I was wondering, how come these things started ringing by themselves?"

"It started playing by itself?" The bride chuckled. "My lord, are you already drunk before you've even started drinking? How come you can't even see the musicians I invited?"

"You can see it?" Jiang Shu asked.

"of course."

Jiang Shu nodded: "That's good. Don't forget to collect the money."

"...?"

Just then, an ethereal chanting sound arose.

"Smoke curls and candles shine brightly as the bride and groom ascend the flower hall together."

The place was bustling with noise, congratulations, cheers, and applause. You couldn't see a single person, which perfectly matched Jiang Shu's imagination of a Chinese wedding.

"First bow to heaven and earth... second bow to parents... husband and wife bow to each other... then escort them to the bridal chamber!"

As Jiang Shu bowed, he pondered whether the officials would believe him if he said he couldn't see anyone else.

"Lift—the veil!"

The ceremonial servant's loud voice echoed in the courtyard.

The bride, who had been led into the house, turned around and faced Jiang Shu, who was pinching his nose by the door: "My lord, lift my veil."

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Shu lifted the red cloth that the bride had been covering her head with.

Immediately afterwards, his expression changed slightly.

The bride was beautiful, like a porcelain doll meticulously sculpted by Nuwa, with no flaws in her features.

But that's not what caused Jiang Shu to change color.

When it comes to character creation, Nuwa is far inferior to AI; she has seen far more exquisite and unparalleled appearances.

What truly surprised him was that the bride's face, which was practically perfect, didn't appeal to him at all; instead, it gave him a strong sense of incongruity.

Each of her features seemed to have its own thoughts, vividly displaying individual heroism on that not-so-large face. Although each feature was like a model, they looked particularly uncoordinated when put together, as if they were the product of a battle between the left and right hemispheres of her brain.

Not only that, while Jiang Shu was in a daze, as if deliberately trying to frighten her, every delicate detail on her face, even the beauty mark at the corner of her eye, showed signs of repair and stitching around the skin, gradually darkening from light to dark.

The deliberately exposed, hideous scars ravaged her otherwise perfect features, making her face appear extremely disjointed.

This can be considered a classic case of failed cosmetic surgery; it was a complete disaster.

Then, that small, vermilion mouth opened.

"My lord, are you afraid?"

Jiang Shu shook his head; he had tried much more exciting things.

"Hehe... So now..." The bride stared straight at Jiang Shu, her excessive perfection making her look stiff and unreal, almost like a fake: "Do you still want to consummate the marriage?"

"Never so urgent."

"Is that so...then let me help you undress, my lord."

The bride's smile was chilling. As she approached Jiang Shu, who appeared to be feigning composure, she gently loosened the belt around his waist and murmured maliciously:

"Let me tell you a secret, my lord, I've transformed everything about me into something perfect..."

But the next second, the bride's teasing voice suddenly stopped, and then she gasped.

Jiang Shu has a great physique. In order to challenge himself in various fields, he has always maintained the habit of exercising. Over the years, he has developed a perfect physique that can be described as an ancient Greek sculpture.

But similarly, this wasn't what stunned the bride.

What truly unsettled her was that as Jiang Shu's clothes fell away, the scars he bore from pushing the limits of human endurance were starkly revealed before her eyes.

The scars, both new and old, are densely packed.

If we were to say that the scar on the bride's face could be seen as a boundary between continental plates...

Jiang Shu's work, on the other hand, outlines the national boundaries on the continental plate and further delineates administrative divisions down to the township level.

So the bride was filled with respect, took two steps back, and began to re-examine the man she had regarded as a cargo from the moment he entered the door.

After a long silence, she finally spoke, her voice solemn and full of respect:

"Um... I didn't realize you were such a perfectionist..."

Chapter Three: Hidden Target

It seems there was a misunderstanding.

I think I'm being treated like one of them, as if my body is also made of Hextech.

For a fleeting moment, Jiang Shu, feeling displeased, considered whether to explain, but then decided against it.

The other person pursues perfection, while I pursue pleasure. Essentially, we both make minor alterations to our bodies in pursuit of something. From this perspective, it's not wrong to call us the same kind of people.

What Jiang Shu was curious about was that he changed his knife technique because he was physically strong and the pain would subside after a while, but why did you have that advantage?

However, on the other hand, given the current situation, a well-placed misunderstanding might help him bluff and make the other party a little wary, perhaps thinking he was a ruthless person. Therefore, he calmly said:

“I dreamed of a woman even stranger than you. She was like a seamless egg. When I woke up, I found myself covered in blood. I realized that I had been picking at the scabs on my body all along.”

The other person was clearly frightened, and the scars on their face gradually faded until they disappeared.

The bride stared solemnly at Jiang Shu.

After a long while, he suddenly burst out laughing, and the contempt in his eyes disappeared.

"I really like this man."

this time...

Jiang Shu pondered the bride's words, thinking, "This guy... he can't be a rotten bastard, can he?"

Just as she was wondering, the bride led Jiang Shu to sit down at the table.

"A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, my lord, let me serve you."

Jiang Shu did not refuse, but of course, he could not refuse.

As required by the mission objective, he could neither refuse the bride nor deceive her.

It's best to follow the rules until you fully understand the situation.

So he could only watch helplessly as the bride tucked a few stray strands of hair behind her ear and smoothed them down her forehead.

"Ah~ it smells like a weasel... Hmm? A weasel?"

The bride looked up in confusion.

Jiang Shu avoided eye contact and looked away.

Perhaps people become very busy when they are embarrassed. He glanced around, then picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and then, upon discovering that what he poured out was a scarlet, foul-smelling liquid with a metallic, rusty smell, he naturally handed the teacup to the bride: "Are you thirsty? Have some water."

The bride gave him a resentful look and tapped his muscular chest with her finger.

"Bad guy."

...

After a long pause, the bride raised her head, drank the tea, and cautiously asked, "My lord... is there something you're having trouble telling me?"

Jiang Shu sighed upon hearing this.

Indeed, he admitted that the bride was like an old Chinese medicine doctor who was skilled in acupuncture; if an ordinary patient met her, he would be cured in one go with a few doses of her medicine.

The problem is that this level of stimulation is not enough to awaken the sleeping lion in his eyes.

Even the Great Compassionate and Merciful Heavenly Venerable, who bestows boundless blessings and spring breezes, cannot accomplish this. How could you, a mere mortal ant, presume to attempt to meddle or overstep your bounds?

Alas, if you don't practice dual cultivation, you'll see me like a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky; if you do practice dual cultivation, you'll see me like an ant seeing the blue sky.

Feeling helpless but unable to explain to the other person, Jiang Shu could only offer comfort:

"It's not that I'm not good enough, it's that you're just average."

You're a bit average...

It's just so-so...

一般...

The calm tone, coupled with the cold words, pierced the bride's heart like a sharp knife.

She suddenly stood up, staring at Jiang Shu with disbelief and anger.

Throughout history, countless handsome and talented young people have entered this mansion, yet no one has ever said anything about her!

Even if you're trying to find an excuse to cover for yourself, you shouldn't use such an insulting reason!

Ok?

and many more...

He wasn't making excuses...