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Chapter 180 - 180 176 The Bridal Chamber with Candles
Chapter 180 - 180 176 The Bridal Chamber with Candles
?Chapter 180: Chapter 176: The Bridal Chamber with Candles Chapter 180: Chapter 176: The Bridal Chamber with Candles Inside the main hall.
Yang Zhenshan, also dressed in festive wedding attire, kowtowed toward the ancestral spirit tablet of the Sky Blue Sword Sect.
By rights, this should have been the part of the ceremony where he kowtowed to the ancestors of Yu Qingyi, but since Yu Qingyi was an orphan who didn’t even know who her parents were, they substituted it with the Sky Blue Sword Sect’s ancestral spirit tablet.
Yang Zhenshan today was exceptionally tidy, his jet-black hair combed without a single hair out of place, his long beard also arranged neatly.
From his appearance, his youthfulness was misleading; looking at his face alone, he did not seem to be a man in his forties, but his long beard lent him a look of older age.
The long beard aged him, and before coming here, Yang Zhenshan had considered shaving it off entirely because he felt that standing beside Yu Qingyi, there seemed an implication of an old cow eating tender grass.
However, hair and skin were inherited from one’s parents, and shaving his beard was out of the question; only a simple trim was permitted.
Next was the bridal procession ritual, with Yu Qingyi making her exit with the support of her maidservants, bidding farewell to the four elders of the Sky Blue Sword Sect.
“Uncle-Masters!”
“Niece gives thanks to the four Uncle-Masters!”
Yu Qingyi was originally joyful, but upon arriving in the hall and seeing Su Kun and the other three, she suddenly felt her nose turn sour.
My life is given by my parents, but my upbringing was courtesy of the Sky Blue Sword Sect.
Yu Qingyi didn’t know her parents, but she was aware of the grace of fostering, training, and teaching she received from the Sky Blue Sword Sect over the years.
Looking at Su Kun with his full head of silvery hair, reminiscing about her master who always affectionately called her “girl,” Yu Qingyi couldn’t hold back and two lines of tears rolled down her face.
Although her tears were concealed by the red bridal veil, Hua Jinqiu still noticed her weeping.
“Silly girl.”
Hua Jinqiu stepped forth to comfort her, her own eyes brimming with moisture.
After the farewell, Yang Zhenshan took Yu Qingyi’s hand and walked out the main door, feeling that the process was quite mystical.
Was he married just like this?
No, perhaps it was more appropriate to call it a wedding.
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