Marriage

The city was bustling with music and fireworks. The streets covered in red clothing. 

"Huh? what prince is marrying? The whole city is celebrating!"

"You don't know? A tianzhen disciple is getting married to the Yang familys daughter, Yang Su!'

"Really? A immortal marrying a mortal??"

"Who cares, people don't! If it's true, then maybe they can get blessings, if it's not, then theres free food!"

They all nodded in agreement. 

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A normal girl looked out the room, her black hair over her red dress. She looked pretty, but not the kind that was extremely pretty. 

Yang Su poked her head out the window. 

"This is why I prefer humans more, weak and ugly as they are, they sure know how to make things pretty!"

*knock knock*

"Miss Su.."

A old mans voice rang from outside. 

"Mr. Yang, is there something wrong?"

"No, no, I was just worried our poor hospitality could offend you, I wonder how are things? Do we need to make it even more extravagant."

"This is fine. Its a little plain to me, but it might be overbearing to the groom after all. You don't have to worry, once I get married, I won't tell anyone about the demon here."

"Yes! Yes! Then...please enjoy, this old man will...leave you alone!"

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"You want me to pick up the bride, Senior Brother?"

"Obviously! Or else? You want me to??"

"....what a waste of my time."

"You don't have to say it like that."

'....If only you knew senior brother.'

"Fine."

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Jian Yu rode along the path of mortals without his immortal sword. A bridal carriage following him from behind and music entering the area around him. 

"Isn't that, the Sect Master of Tianzhens sect disciple?"

"Ah! Now that makes sense! Tianzhens sect has 2 direct disciples, 1 very talented Senior brother. The other, a sickly Junior brother! Judging by his weak and pale face, his skinny stature, he must be the Junior brother!"

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"The groom is here!"

Yang Su covered her face with her bridal cloth as she was assisted by a female servant. 

As she stepped closer and closer to Jian Yu, her heart started beating.. 

'will he find out? will he kill me?'

Though she was confident, she couldn't help having these doubts. 

Thankfully, he didn't notice and casually glanced before returning to a neutral stance. 

"Depart!" Jian yu yells, and they head back to tianzhen sect. 

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Once they arrived, it was time for the ceremony. 

They walked up the aisle and bowed to the head of the Yang family and to the Sect master. 

"Sigh~ Jian Yu! since you can't hold your alchohol due to your illness, just enter to the bridal room instead of letting your wife wait."

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Yang Su sat in a perfect pose, her stance exuded a sense of elegance with no imperfection. 

*Creak*

The door opened and Jian Yu walked in. 

Jian Yu grabbed the cloth and pulled it off from her head. 

For a second, they made contact with each others eyes. Then only silence. 

Jian Yu broke the silence first. 

"Ms. Yang. May I ask why you wanted to marry me?"

"....I-It was because.." her hand hesitantly covered her cheeks. 

"...Do not worry. Once I die everything I have will become yours and while I'm still alive, I can guide you with your cultivation."

"What?"