Chapter Thirty: The Wedding Ceremony

“What?” Li Chengzhu was stunned by Gulinglong’s words.

“I’ve known for a long time.” Gulinglong pulled Li Chengzhu back to sit on the bed, reaching out to wipe away the tears at the corner of her eyes.

“When… when did you find out?”

Gulinglong lifted her head, her face streaked with tears, forcing a smile. “Didn’t you think anyone could miss the way you two have been acting strangely for over a month? That’s why I talked to Xiaoying, and she told me everything.”

“That damn woman.” The big boss Li’s face darkened with fury, teeth clenched.

“But I didn’t know she was carrying your child.”

“I only found out today,” Li Chengzhu scratched his head awkwardly, watching Gulinglong’s expression. After a long moment, he realized she was quietly sobbing like anyone else.

“Aren’t you angry?” Li Chengzhu asked in surprise.

“What good would anger do?” Gulinglong shot him a reproachful glance. “In our time, men having multiple wives and concubines was normal. I just never imagined… never imagined that I’d have to face a day like this.” Her voice grew lonely as she said the last sentence.

“So what do you mean by that?” Li Chengzhu stammered.

“What do I mean?” Gulinglong glared at the big boss Li. “You lucky scoundrel.”

Happiness had come so suddenly that Li Chengzhu’s face lit up with a silly grin, his mouth wide open in joy.

Gulinglong pouted, sulking silently. No matter how open-minded she was, sharing her man with another woman—even if they were sisters—was something she could never accept.

Li Chengzhu rolled his eyes, trying to break the awkward silence.

“Did that girl say anything about what’s going on between me and her?”

The moment he asked this, Li Chengzhu wished he could slap himself hard—why stir trouble for no reason?

Sure enough, the heavy atmosphere instantly broke as Gulinglong covered her mouth to stifle a laugh. “Who would’ve thought, our rogue actually got played for once.” Gulinglong giggled, tears streaming down her face.

“You little devil.” Li Chengzhu’s face flushed red, his teeth itching with anger that she had told Gulinglong such things.

When he saw Gulinglong’s fragile yet enticing posture, a lustful gleam flashed in Li Chengzhu’s eyes, a wicked smile curling at the corner of his lips. “I’m going to find her.”

“There will be even more troublesome things ahead,” Gulinglong’s voice sounded behind him.

Stepping outside, Li Chengzhu finally exhaled. He hadn’t expected things to be resolved so easily, filling him with a thrilling sense of conquest.

Heading straight toward Xiaoying’s room, he suddenly stopped, a flash of realization striking him. He slapped his forehead hard.

“Damn it.”

That poem Gulinglong just sang wasn’t about herself—it was clearly about Li Chengzhu and Xiaoying.

A man and a woman having an affair—wasn’t that exactly their story? Yet he had been foolish enough to think Gulinglong wanted him to cherish her.

“Foolish woman.” Li Chengzhu smiled slightly, then strode into Xiaoying’s room.

Gulinglong hadn’t even finished changing out of her wedding dress when the door was kicked open. Xiaoying’s startled cry rang out: “Let go of me, you pervert!”

The big boss Li held Xiaoying firmly by the waist, kicking the door shut, then forcefully throwing her onto the bed.

He grinned lecherously at Gulinglong. “Tonight, we’ll all share the same bed.”

Gulinglong’s cheeks flushed. Covering her exposed skin with her hand, she gave a light huff. “You filthy scoundrel.”

“Hmph!” Li Chengzhu shot a sideways glance at Xiaoying, who was trying to escape, then took out some aphrodisiac powder, dripping a few drops onto the back of her neck.

“Ah!” Gulinglong gasped softly, covering her mouth.

“You’re not getting off either!” Li Chengzhu didn’t stop, dribbling some on Gulinglong as well.

“Beast!” Gulinglong blushed fiercely, teeth clenched, but her body involuntarily leaned into Li Chengzhu’s embrace.

Just as he caught her, Xiaoying’s entwining arms wrapped around Li Chengzhu from behind, her rapid breathing revealing her longing.

Since he had decided to entangle them all, he might as well enjoy the blessings of multiple wives. Li Chengzhu was farsighted, placing the two together and using the aphrodisiac to dispel their shyness so that future encounters wouldn’t be awkward.

The big boss Li crossed his arms, leering at the two bodies on the bed writhing and tangled, their clothing growing scantier. Unable to resist, he finally roared and pounced.

The lord of the city’s wedding proceeded as scheduled. According to his hometown customs, Uncle Cai temporarily filled in as a close relative.

Seated proudly at the center of the lord’s hall, Uncle Cai beamed happily, clasping his hands repeatedly to greet the congratulatory guests as if he were the one giving away a daughter.

Yuan Mu stood at the gate with his brother, collecting gifts and money.

This unexpected windfall nearly made the Yuan brothers grin ear to ear. They silently wished the big boss Li would marry once a month.

After all, everyone was a cultivator. Though they tried their best to observe Earth’s wedding customs, both bride and groom were already inside the lord’s mansion, so the customary procession was omitted, leaving only the ceremony itself.

Yet from morning till noon, the main couple had yet to appear. Fortunately, everyone had cultivated patience long enough that this delay was barely noticed.

At midday, the big boss Li finally emerged from the inner hall, wearing a black tailcoat, swaggering with his feet turned outward.

Last night, Xiaoying had been too wild, biting him several times and leaving rows of bite marks. Even now, walking caused him a dull ache. After sobering up, Xiaoying refused to let him apply healing ointment, and Gulinglong backed her up, claiming it was punishment for him having two fairy wives.

Li Chengzhu’s unique, fashionable attire stirred a huge wave among the women of Rainbow City. The split tails, the mysterious black color—all made the big boss Li shine brilliantly.

Just as everyone admired his elegant demeanor, the bride appeared from the inner hall.

Dressed in white, the lord’s bride instantly ignited the wedding’s climax, cheers echoing through the hall.

But following her was a woman in a fiery red wedding dress, shyly lowering her head as she linked arms intimately with Li Chengzhu.

The raucous atmosphere immediately quieted.

This shift made Xiaoying even more bashful, unable to lift her head.

Li Chengzhu’s lips curled into a cold smile. Turning to the crowd, he announced loudly, “I hereby declare that today, I will marry both Gulinglong and Xiaoying.”

The news was like throwing salt into a pot of boiling oil, instantly causing an uproar.

It’s not tragic to have one flower stuck in manure; the tragedy is having two flowers stuck in one pile of manure.

Li Chengzhu shamelessly proclaimed his new marriage rule, watching the crowd’s reactions coldly.

After a brief shock, Uncle Cai wiped the sweat from his brow and forced a smile. “Good news, good news—double happiness!” He tried to divert attention from the matter. Even Yuan Mu, standing at the gate, momentarily forgot to put the gifts into the ring box, his mouth agape as he stared at Li Chengzhu.

This bastard was outrageously bold.

Though the crowd despised Li Chengzhu’s behavior, when they looked at the two brides, who seemed perfectly willing, all they could feel was a mix of resentment and envy—nothing else.

One could only say the man was incredibly lucky to have found such a reasonable lord.

Whispers spread below, occasionally interrupted by muffled groans from his cultivation partners who were secretly pinching him.

The wedding ceremony began amid a lively yet peculiar mood. Thankfully, when Gulinglong had her wedding dress made, she had ordered several sets, so Xiaoying could borrow one on the spot.

Yet their figures were worlds apart.

The gown designed for Gulinglong tightly wrapped Xiaoying’s ample chest, almost bursting with fullness. Her rounded hips outlined a perfect curve beneath the fitted silk. Coupled with her blushing, shy face, she was a stunning beauty.

Li Chengzhu glared resentfully at the wolfish men in the hall eyeing Xiaoying greedily.

He felt cheated! He wished he could gouge out their eyes.

The ceremony proceeded with the traditional sequence of bowing thrice to heaven and earth, to parents, and to each other. Facing his two beautiful brides, Li Chengzhu caught a glimpse of the spring light revealed beneath Xiaoying’s parted V-shaped dress, and a sharp pain flared in his groin.

Meanwhile, Yuan Mu held an old-fashioned camera, snapping wedding photos as Li Chengzhu had instructed.

After the tedious rituals, Li Chengzhu hurriedly dragged Xiaoying into the inner chamber to change clothes.

Two hours later, he strolled out leisurely, a face full of satisfaction and helplessness, meeting Yuan Mu’s lecherous grin with the camera. Behind him, Xiaoying had changed out of the tight gown and into her usual fiery red dress, her cheeks even redder than before.

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