"Miss, the young master is here!" Yingying's maid gently reminded her.

"What are you doing here?" Yingying glanced up at Wang Xiaoqiang, her eyes no longer holding hostility, and her face no longer donned the icy demeanor. Instead, there was a touch of coquettishness and charm.

Wang Xiaoqiang walked to her side, reached out and lifted Yingying's delicate, snow-white chin with his finger, giving a mischievous smile. "I am now your husband, and you are my wife. Your fragrant boudoir is my room. I will come whenever I want!"

The maids, understanding the situation, tactfully withdrew from the room.

Yingying knocked away Wang Xiaoqiang's hand, reclaiming her chin. "Before we marry officially, you are still you, and I am still me—two unrelated individuals..."

"It seems I need to take some real action, otherwise you'll remain stubborn like this..." Wang Xiaoqiang said as he pulled Yingying into his arms and tightly held her, his lips pressing firmly against hers.

"Mmm... you... let... let go..." Yingying mumbled, panicking as she lightly pounded on Wang Xiaoqiang.

He finally let go after a while of fierce kissing.

Yingying's face was flushed with shyness, panting lightly.

Her first kiss, meant to be given on their wedding night, was taken by him prematurely. However, she did not resent it too much, reasoning that it would be his eventually.

"You're terrible!" Yingying glared at Wang Xiaoqiang, quickly sitting back in front of the vanity mirror to fix her hair and makeup.

A woman's reserve is natural, but once broken, she becomes completely obedient!

This was a theory Wang Xiaoqiang had come up with, and it had never failed.

"See, you've messed up my makeup." Yingying glanced back with a slight pout.

"You are beautiful even without makeup; why bother?" Wang Xiaoqiang casually remarked, without the intention of complimenting, but to Yingying, it sounded like praise.

All women love being praised, and upon hearing Wang Xiaoqiang's words, Yingying was overjoyed, beaming, "So you can be glib too!"

A smile that could enchant a hundred beings, perhaps it was describing a woman like Yingying. In any case, her smile left the well-traveled Wang Xiaoqiang entranced, filling him with sudden excitement, pulling her into his arms and caressing her.

"Ah... no... don't..." Yingying held his hand tightly, her cheeks blooming in a blush, breathlessly saying in a whisper, "Let go; after all, sooner or later, I'm yours..."

After saying that, Yingying's face turned crimson, the blush spread from her cheeks to her swan-like neck.

Wang Xiaoqiang's heavy breathing gradually steadied, he let go, "Biluo, later, during the ceremony, I have a surprise for you. Hope you won't be too shocked!"

"What surprise?" Yingying turned to Wang Xiaoqiang, smiling and asking.

Seeing the transformation from her previous coldness to warmth, looking at her innocent, beautiful eyes, her joyous smile, Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly felt a pang of reluctance. But the arrow has left the bow, and there's no turning back.

"Well, you'll understand during the ceremony!" Wang Xiaoqiang lightly patted Yingying's pretty face, smiling.

After that, Wang Xiaoqiang abruptly turned and left the room.

Yingying, with her keen intelligence, sensitively felt the change in Wang Xiaoqiang's mood, predicting something significant was about to happen, staring blankly and confused at Wang Xiaoqiang's departure, unsure of the surprise he was bringing.

...

At this time, the residents of White Emperor City were arriving one after another. Ordinary families gave their congratulations and presented modest gifts, tactfully leaving afterward. Those of notable households brought more valuable gifts but also knew better than to stay around to drink. After all, White Emperor City had many people, and Yans Family couldn't host everyone.

Quite a few people from the Five Spirit Sect also arrived. Twenty elite disciples were present, though not just for the celebratory drinks; mainly, they were there to support Wang Xiaoqiang, offering a congratulatory gift.

The respected elders of the Five Spirit Sect, including Vice Sect Leaders Yangg Hu and Mubao, also attended. They had past conflicts with Wang Xiaoqiang, seizing this opportunity to make amends with precious gifts.

From the Liang Family, the most prominent family in White Emperor City, Steward Liang, father of Liang Hongbo—who had been severely injured by Wang Xiaoqiang—came bearing generous gifts.

He brought a Brocade Box containing an exquisite pair of Jade Bracelets, exuding luxury and precision craftsmanship worth a fortune.

After presenting the Jade Bracelets, Steward Liang deeply bowed to Wang Xiaoqiang, "Young Hero Wang, I, Liang, offer my apologies for my son's offense. I hope you can forgive and overlook this matter..."

Seeing his sincere attitude, Wang Xiaoqiang responded, "Rest assured, I'm not petty. I've forgotten this matter, but I advise you to discipline your son to avoid future incidents."

Steward Liang, relieved by Wang Xiaoqiang's words, thanked him profusely before leaving. Then, the families of those who had joined Liang Hongbo in harassing Yingying also arrived one after another, apologizing and contributing valuable gifts.

Gold and silver wealth were akin to dirt for cultivators, so Wang Xiaoqiang didn't care for them. He only kept the Jade Bracelets given by Steward Liang, placing them in his sleeve, leaving the rest to Yans Ruohong.

Seeing the heaps of precious gold and silver treasures, Yans Ruohong felt overjoyed. With Wang Xiaoqiang as his son-in-law, who wouldn't give such expensive gifts?

...

The sun reached its zenith, and the auspicious hour arrived.

Wang Xiaoqiang, dressed in new clothes, was led to the hall, ready for the ceremony.

With the sound of firecrackers, joyous cheers from the crowd, and children's laughter, two brides, each supported by a maid, entered from different directions.

As the two brides were led out, everyone's eyes widened in confusion.

With the veils covering their faces, the crowd couldn't see the brides and started to murmur in curiosity.

After the brides were brought into the hall, Wang Xiaoqiang stepped forward, taking each bride by the hand, one on the left and one on the right.

Little Qing understood what was happening, but Yingying felt something strange. Just moments ago, the lively scene suddenly turned unusually quiet.

She recalled Wang Xiaoqiang's promise of a surprise.

This "surprise" hung like a suspense in her heart, bringing anticipation tinged with anxiety.

She wondered what surprise Wang Xiaoqiang had in store, fearing something significant might occur.

In her confusion, Yingying extended her Divine Sense to scan the hall, soon discovering someone standing closely on Wang Xiaoqiang's other side. It wasn't a person but a Spirit Beast...

Realizing it was Little Qing, her heart sank. Puckering her lips, she gently blew at a corner of her red bridal veil, cautiously peeking through... (To be continued. If you like this work, please support with recommendation votes, monthly tickets at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

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