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My Wife Is A Sword Immortal

Upon opening his eyes, there before him was a bridal chamber adorned with red candles and windows. A bride dressed in a phoenix coronet and robes of rank sat upright on the nuptial bed, her face covered by a red bridal veil. Zhao Rong rubbed his sleepy eyes, "Have I become a groom? Oh, and a junior one at that." Understood. His facial expression brewed for a moment before he twisted his mouth into a smile, "Wait a second..." Huh, something's amiss. The bride is my childhood sweetheart who also harbored a crush on me? Oh, then that's alright. This is very fitting. Zhao Rong stepped forward, happily lifting the red bridal veil, "Hey hey, my lady, where are you running off to?" ------------- In the great era of contention, the tide of the times surged forth, and Confucian Scholar Zhao Rong bravely faced it head-on. Not only did he seek to catch up to the footsteps of his childhood sweetheart turned Sword Immortal Lady, but he also wished to witness firsthand the dispute that engulfed more than half of the Cultivation World, the strife among the various schools of thought... ————— [Slow-burn], [Non-cliché], [Non-level-up], [Romance plot], [Sweet without the angst] This book is also known as "I Have a Fox Fairy Wife", "Rebirth: I Deliver Parcels in the Otherworld", "Zhao Ziyu, The Smirking Scholar" "I Really Don't Want to Be a Kept Man"...

Yang Xiaorong · Eastern
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Chapter 126 Du You but Not Alone

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Morning.

Zhao Rong was awakened again by the gentle swaying of the dragon ship.

He rubbed his eyes, propped himself up, and turned to look at the small window of the cabin.

Outside the window.

There was a vast expanse of white, with the faint green of the mountains and forests hidden within it.

A thick fog had risen above the great river.

Zhao Rong felt a bit cool and got out of bed, draping a thin robe over himself.

He turned to glance at Su Xiaoxiao, who was curled up in the blankets.

He had cultivated until late last night before sleeping, and yet this girl had sneaked in at midnight and crawled into his blanket, curling up in his arms to sleep for the whole night.

She had slept comfortably, but Zhao Rong was uncomfortable.

Because this silly girl couldn't keep still even in sleep, he didn't know if she was having a nightmare, but her little feet kept kicking around, nearly kicking Zhao Rong out of bed...