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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 · Ost
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191 Chs

Chapter 46: Thus the Loved One Appears Cut Off

Tap... Tap... Tap...

The finger continued to tap on the rosewood armrest.

"Investigate him?" the man chuckled softly, "Why should we investigate him?"

"He is very strange. A Confucian scholar who can compose poetry of the Falling Flower Grade should not be unknown, yet we had never heard of this name before. The sudden appearance of such a person is bizarre."

"Can't he just be modest?"

The voice paused momentarily, then spoke solemnly, "We just happen to be lacking people for the Confucianism and Daoist debate, and he appeared in Zhongnan Country just like it was arranged. The Second Master met him in the middle of March in the Great Chu dynasty, and the master had trouble during the spring sacrifice at the end of February. Although it's hard to make a round trip in half a month, there are too many ways to pass messages across the mountains; what if it was arranged by the enemy?"

"That makes sense."

"The master has trained you well."

"Xiu Mei," the man said softly.