The next day.

The Ling Family Patriarch, Ling Jifeng, brought a generous gift to thank Wang Xiaoqiang, while also probing for Wang Xiaoqiang's intentions.

As he walked to the entrance of Wang Xiaoqiang's residence, he habitually paused, looked up, and felt a strong wave of evil qi hit him. Using divine sense, he found the words "Wang Manor" on the lintel exuded a heavy aura of the Blood Fiend, clearly painted with human blood, causing his heart to tighten.

He became more cautious, then very humbly gave his name for the gatekeeper to pass on, and after waiting quite a while, he was finally allowed in,

Upon meeting, he first bowed deeply to Wang Xiaoqiang, saying, "I am Ling Jifeng, head of the Ling Family, here specifically to thank Deacon Wang. If it weren't for Deacon Wang's righteous assistance, my Ling Family would have been destroyed. We will never forget such a great favor."

"Oh, there's no need for such courtesy, Master of the Ling Family," Wang Xiaoqiang replied with a slight smile, waving his hand, "Actually, I was just helping Ling Xuefei..."

Ling Jifeng was delighted to hear this and said, "What virtue and ability does our Xuefei have to be so highly regarded and cared for by Deacon Wang?"

Wang Xiaoqiang said, "How should I put this? Xuefei is my subordinate and a dear friend whom I value greatly. Any friend of Wang Xiaoqiang's in trouble, I won't just stand by..."

Ling Jifeng said, "It seems Deacon Wang is truly a man of righteousness. We are indeed blessed that our Xuefei met Deacon Wang and became friends with him. Such a blessing must have been cultivated in her past life."

"Honestly, Xuefei is very good-hearted and righteous. If she weren't a woman, we would have become sworn brothers, haha..."

Upon hearing this, Ling Jifeng immediately sensed an opportunity and asked, "May I boldly ask, does Deacon Wang have a wife?"

"Uh, no, I don't," Wang Xiaoqiang replied with a self-deprecating smile, "Too poor, no woman fancies me..."

Despite Wang Xiaoqiang's current wealth, occupying most of the two major families' assets, he is still considered poor in the Biluo Realm. Even an ordinary lord has more wealth. However, for cultivators, power is more critical than wealth. All the money would become someone else's asset without strength. The Ling Family is a living example of that. With enough power, one can have whatever they want and even summon wind and rain!

"Deacon Wang is too humble," Ling Jifeng said, "A young and powerful person like Deacon Wang, having all the wealth, must be loved by all..."

"You overestimate me. Come, have a seat," Wang Xiaoqiang was still quite courteous because he was the patriarch of Ling Xuefei's family.

"Oh, right, I brought a small gift to express my gratitude; I hope Deacon Wang will accept it..." Ling Jifeng clapped his hands, and two attendants immediately brought in the gift.

Wang Xiaoqiang used his divine sense and found that the gift was not insignificant, containing ten thousand Liquid Gathering Pills and ten thousand Golden Silk.

Although the Ling Family had suffered a blow, losing many strong members, their wealth remained intact. Ling Jifeng wouldn't come empty-handed to express gratitude, fearing that a light gift would be despised. But this gift was significant, though still within the Ling Family's means.

To the Ling Family, if Wang Xiaoqiang could marry Ling Xuefei, they wouldn't mind giving away the entire family's wealth, let alone a generous gift.

Wang Xiaoqiang did not stand on ceremony and accepted it with a smile.

Moreover, at noon, Wang Xiaoqiang hosted a banquet for Ling Jifeng, who was flattered and drank a few more glasses of wine. Emboldened by the alcohol, he brought up the marriage proposal, and Wang Xiaoqiang did not refuse.

Ling Jifeng was overjoyed.

The next day, he officially came to propose marriage.

Wang Xiaoqiang agreed to the marriage proposal and promised the Ling Family to marry Ling Xuefei in three days.

However, he didn't clarify that he planned to marry both Ling Xuefei and Fairy Zixia at the same time when bringing Ling Xuefei home.

This day.

Was a propitious day.

At the Snow Stone City Royal Mansion.

Festive decorations adorned the lavish manor, and the character for happiness was plastered all over. A bright red carpet stretched from the entrance all the way to the hall where the wedding would take place. Strings of colored banners hung along the courtyard walls, filling the manor with a joyful atmosphere.

Fairy Zixia sat in the fragrant boudoir before a dressing mirror, attended by two maids. She wore a bright red wedding dress, her makeup exquisite, her hair elegantly coiffed, and her lovely face blushed. At this moment, Fairy Zixia's stunning beauty was even more pronounced against the vibrant red of her wedding attire, her face shimmering with joy and happiness.

...

In the ancestral residence of the Ling Family.

Within a fragrant boudoir.

A woman as lovely as Fairy Zixia was also dressed in red, with an intricate hairstyle, her delicate cheeks as if adorned with morning dew, her lips red with dimples, smiling blissfully, radiating happiness and joy.

Wang Xiaoqiang had arrived early at the Ling Residence, for today was his wedding day with Ling Xuefei. According to local customs, he had to bring Ling Xuefei home before the noon hour.

"Miss, the groom is here!" Ling Xuefei's personal maid gently reminded her mistress.

"Little Qiang, you shouldn't be in my room at this time; it's not auspicious..." Ling Xuefei glanced at Wang Xiaoqiang, her face absent its usual icy allure, filled only with playful coquettishness.

Wang Xiaoqiang walked over to her side, reached out, and gently lifted her chin, laughing, "I am your husband now, and you are my wife. Your fragrant boudoir is my room now. I'll come whenever I wish; there's nothing inauspicious about it!"

Ling Xuefei blushed deeply, gently swatting Wang Xiaoqiang's hand away, pulling back her chin, "Oh my, people are watching..."

The maids, noticing, discreetly left the room.

"Now there's no one," Wang Xiaoqiang said, pulling her into his arms and holding her tightly, pressing his lips against hers.

"Mmm... you... let... let go..." Ling Xuefei mumbled, nervously trying to push Wang Xiaoqiang away.

Wang Xiaoqiang kissed her deeply for a while before releasing her.

Ling Xuefei was flushed, panting heavily.

The first kiss she had meant to save for the wedding night was taken by him in advance, but she didn't harbor much resentment; after all, she was his sooner or later.

"You're so bad!" Ling Xuefei glared at Wang Xiaoqiang playfully, then quickly returned to the dressing mirror to fix her hair and makeup.

Women are naturally reserved, but once you break that reserve, they will follow your every wish!

This was Wang Xiaoqiang's theory, proven time and again.

"Look, you've messed up my makeup," Ling Xuefei glanced back at him, teasing.

"You're beautiful even without makeup. There's no need," Wang Xiaoqiang said, simply stating a fact without any intent of praise. But to Ling Xuefei's ears, it sounded like a compliment.

Women love being complimented. Hearing Wang Xiaoqiang's words, Ling Xuefei's heart fluttered, and she giggled, "So, you do know how to flatter!"

The saying "A smile can charm a hundred beauties" might well describe women of Ling Xuefei's caliber. This smile enchanted Wang Xiaoqiang, who had seen many beautiful women, leaving him infatuated. He suddenly felt elated, pulling her back into his arms and letting his hands roam.

"Ah... no... don't..." Ling Xuefei gripped his hand tightly, her cheeks flush with blush as his hands found sensitive spots. With a trace of helplessness, she murmured in a voice as thin as a mosquito's, "Let go, anyway, sooner or later, I am yours..."

After saying this, Ling Xuefei's face burned red as the sunset, the blush spreading from her lovely cheeks down to her swan-like neck.

Wang Xiaoqiang's heavy breathing gradually steadied. He let go of her, saying, "Xuefei, later, during the ceremony, I'll give you a surprise. I hope you won't be too startled!"

"What surprise?" Ling Xuefei turned her face towards Wang Xiaoqiang, smiling as she asked.

Watching Ling Xuefei, once aloof and proud, becoming gentle, seeing her innocent, beautiful eyes and her joyful smile, Wang Xiaoqiang's heart skipped a beat, feeling a bit regretful. But the arrow had left the bow, and it couldn't be taken back.

"Uh, you'll see during the ceremony!" Wang Xiaoqiang smiled, gently patting Ling Xuefei's pretty face.

With that, Wang Xiaoqiang swiftly turned and left the room.

Ling Xuefei, with her keen intelligence, sensed Wang Xiaoqiang's emotional shift and intuitively felt something unexpected would happen. Somewhat dazed, she watched Wang Xiaoqiang leave, wondering what kind of surprise he had in store for her. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, we welcome you to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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