Chapter 1611: The Wedding Chamber

Chapter 1611: This is the Bridal Chamber

In the small garden of Tianxuan Gate, the melodious zither music had stopped, and the air was vibrant with the breath of spring.

Hong Chen was still lost in a daze, his expression blank and his eyes empty.

Hong Chen Xue awoke, rubbing her temples as she sat up, feeling incredibly weak and drained, as if all her strength had been sucked away.

As her consciousness returned, she froze.

What on earth had happened? The altar was a mess, stained with blood-red peach blossoms that had also splattered onto her clothes.

Her clothing was disheveled, and her hair was completely askew.

She wasn't foolish; she could tell at a glance what had occurred.

However, she didn't understand why it had happened, and her clear mind was now tangled in confusion.

"You're awake."

As she stared blankly, a clear and playful voice rang out. It was Chu Lingyu, who had removed the jade band covering her eyes.

"This... what exactly..."

Hong Chen Xue's cheeks flushed even deeper.

"You accidentally took some Hehuan Powder. Ye Chen gave it to you."

"Hehuan Powder?" Hong Chen Xue was stunned upon hearing this.

She remembered the day before—breakfast on Jade Maiden Peak. It was after that meal that she had lost control of herself.

No wonder Ye Chen had tried to drive her away and even attempted to attack her.

In an instant, she connected all the pieces, and Hong Chen Xue was furious.

How dare he give Hehuan Powder to his own wife? What a shameless act.

But then, she had chased after him, assertively pinned him down, and afterwards, enjoyed a delightful breakfast.

As she thought about it, she seemed to recall something and tentatively glanced at Chu Lingyu by the altar.

"And then what?"

"Then, I played the zither, and you and my husband... you know." Chu Lingyu gestured vaguely with her hand. "You tell me, isn't that awkward?"

"Shiniang, I..."

Hong Chen Xue lowered her head, lightly biting her lip, not daring to meet Chu Lingyu's eyes.

Awkward? Of course it was awkward—mortifyingly so.

It might have been okay if no one knew, but Chu Lingyu had been right there.

She had to play the zither and watch everything unfold between her and Hong Chen. Any woman would be overwhelmed by such a scene!

"Shiniang, I don't mind." Chu Lingyu smiled casually. "From now on, just call me jie jie. Don't make me sound old."

With those words, Hong Chen Xue buried her head even lower.

The blush spread from her cheeks to her neck, and she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground. It was too embarrassing.

Hong Chen had been conscious at the time and couldn't move, so she must have been the one on top. She didn't even want to imagine the scene.

Hong Chen Xue covered her face. "Shiniang and Shizun must think I've completely lost my morals."

"A whole day and night—Da Chu's special product really lives up to its reputation." Chu Lingyu sighed.

As she spoke, she glanced at Hong Chen Xue with a playful smile.

"I... I'm going to change my clothes."

Hong Chen Xue covered her face and dashed outside, unable to stay in the small garden any longer.

Perhaps she ran too quickly, or maybe her body was truly exhausted, her legs gave way, and she nearly stumbled.

Chu Lingyu watched with a laugh and went back to playing the zither.

As the zither sounded, the dazed Hong Chen regained his senses, rubbing his brow with "awkward" written all over his face.

"How was it?"

Chu Lingyu asked with a teasing smile.

"I didn't move at all."

Hong Chen coughed dryly.

Chu Lingyu pouted and glared at Hong Chen, her beautiful eyes full of resentment.

"You can't blame me—blame my father-in-law." Hong Chen coughed again. "Back when we got married, he came and caused trouble."

"I'm not talking to you."

Chu Lingyu shot Hong Chen a glance, stopped the zither music, and turned to leave the small garden.

The small garden fell silent, with only the messy altar, the wooden Hong Chen, and the word "awkward" on his face.

Meanwhile, Hong Chen Xue had already left Tianxuan Gate and was heading straight for Hengyue.

Early in the morning, before dawn, Xiong Er, Xie Yun, and Situ Nan had gathered together, laughing shamelessly.

"Ye Chen, get out here!"

As the three were sharing their insights, a furious shout echoed from the skies. It was Hong Chen Xue, that woman, arriving in a rage.

The shout carried the might of an emperor, stunning many disciples of Hengyue.

"He's not at Hengyue; he took his wife out for a stroll."

Xiong Er rubbed his head, his ears still ringing.

"Even if he flees to the ends of the earth, I'll drag him back."

Hong Chen Xue's eyes blazed with fury, a mix of shame and anger.

She had come and gone in mere seconds, her killing intent soaring.

"What on earth happened?"

The three troublemakers looked completely baffled.

"That guy must have done something wrong again; she's definitely here to settle the score."

Xie Yun tucked his hands into his sleeves.

"Fatty, do you have any more tiger whip? Get some ready."

Situ Nan clutched his waist; after a full day and night, he was utterly worn out.

No sooner had he spoken than Hong Chen Xue, who had just left, returned. Without a word, she raised her hand and struck.

She had come to confront Ye Chen and was holding back a bellyful of anger. Since she couldn't find that scoundrel, she had to vent it on someone.

The three were knocked to their knees on the spot, howling like ghosts and wolves.

Even after Hong Chen Xue left, the three still didn't know why that woman had beaten them. Do we just have faces that deserve a beating?

In truth, Ye Chen was quite clever; he had slipped away early. If he had been there today, he wouldn't have escaped a beating.

As for that fellow, he was enjoying himself, holding Chu Xuan's hand as they wandered through one ancient city after another, in high spirits.

Playing in the mortal world had its many joys, and he had no intention of returning to the cultivation realm.

Along the way, although Chu Xuan remained silent as ever, she occasionally showed a faint smile, finding the world quite fascinating.

Such wonders were nowhere to be seen in Wulei City—things like candied haws, shadow puppet shows, and sugar figurines.

They entered another ancient city, and as soon as they did, the sound of firecrackers filled the air.

A wealthy family was holding a wedding, with an ornate eight-carrier sedan chair.

The groom was handsome and refined, dressed in his wedding attire, riding a tall horse with a red sash across his chest, looking utterly pleased with himself.

The blare of suona horns and the beat of drums shook the streets, making the whole scene lively.

People from poorer households had already rushed to the mansion to beg for wedding money; on such a joyous day, the rich master was generous.

"Do you know what this is?"

Ye Chen smiled at Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan gently shook her head, her indifferent eyes showing a hint of curiosity.

She truly didn't know—why the bride in the sedan was covered with a red veil, her head bowed in shyness.

And her clothes, so vibrantly red, even more beautiful than immortal garments, made her look even more stunning.

"This is called a wedding; they have to bow to heaven and earth."

Ye Chen chuckled. "And there's the bridal chamber—do you know what that is?"

Chu Xuan shook her head again, pure as a blank sheet of paper.

"It's fine if you don't know. Tonight, I'll take you to see it."

Ye Chen grinned mischievously, flashing his pearly white teeth.

As night fell, the scoundrel led Chu Xuan to peer through someone's window.

The bridal chamber was decorated like a dream, with red silk, red candles, and a red carpet. The bride, veiled in red, sat quietly on the bed.

"She's quite a beauty."

Ye Chen muttered to himself, able to see through the bride's features at a glance—the face of a shy young woman was always the most alluring.

But Chu Xuan was gazing at the bride's red wedding dress.

Though it wasn't as fine as immortal robes, she liked it.

"Do you know what men and women do in bed?"

Ye Chen turned his head and leered at Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan didn't speak, so she didn't answer the question.

Ye Chen knew full well; Chu Xuan had grown up in Wulei City, so it would be strange if she knew.

The women of Wulei were all tearless and emotionless, rarely leaving the city, and some didn't even know what men were.

"What a disservice."

Ye Chen sighed. He had thought the Buddhist sects were extreme, but Wulei City was even worse.

It eradicated all desires, leaving the women tearless and heartless, turning vibrant individuals into mere puppets.

Soon, the groom arrived, entering the bridal chamber with some nervousness. At first glance, this young man was clearly marrying for the first time.

In the end, he picked up the weighing pole and lifted the bride's red veil, revealing her shy and beautiful face.

"It's starting, it's starting—the good part's here."

Ye Chen's eyes widened, as if he were more eager than the groom.

And as he spoke, his hands weren't idle; he draped an arm over Chu Xuan's shoulder and gave it a squeeze.

Chu Xuan said nothing and brushed his hand away, shifting to the side.

But in the next instant, Ye Chen's head was right next to hers, sniffing her enchanting scent and grinning lecherously.

This time, Chu Xuan didn't push him away. Her beautiful eyes were dazed, drawn to the scene in the bridal chamber.

"See that? That's the bridal chamber."

Ye Chen chuckled.

A blush appeared on Chu Xuan's cheeks for the first time.

So this was the bridal chamber. That night, when Ye Chen had kicked open her door, he had wanted to have a bridal chamber with her, but she had pinned him down and given him a thorough beating.

As she thought about it, she lowered her eyes. Her heartbeat accelerated in that moment, and even the path of supreme forgetfulness stirred slightly, rippling her usually calm heart.

Chu Xuan moved swiftly, like a streak of dazzling immortal light, adding a brilliant arc to the dark night.

She didn't know why she was running; she just felt an unprecedented tension, her heart racing beyond control.

"Slow down! I can't catch you anyway."

Ye Chen chased after her with all his might, never having seen anyone run so fast.