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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 87: On the Road

The feather guards of the Lanxi Lin family had already said their goodbyes and returned after escorting Zhao Rong and the two others out of Zhongnan Country.

Before they left, however, they left behind a box, saying that the master had ordered it, and that the young master must accept it.

Afterward, they didn't wait for Zhao Rong's response and rode away.

Zhao Rong, with no other option, opened it to find indeed the farewell gift that Lin Wenruo had prepared for him that morning when she mistakenly thought he was leaving.

Only, the ancient zither named "Mingyu" was missing.

Perhaps they thought it inconvenient for him to carry, or maybe, they had completely given up hope on his talent for music?

Zhao Rong thought cheerfully.