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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"...

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Chapter 58 You're really a jerk

In an ancient nursery rhyme widely spread across the Wangque Continent, it is mentioned that in an era so distant that even the ancient Emperors Xuan and Cang felt it remote, above the Nine Heavens there once was a Moon Palace, within which existed a Glazed Well. The clear radiance of the bright moon was its well water, wherever the moonlight reached, the water of the well showcased every detail, and every moonlit night on earth, there would always be curious fairies peeking into the well to watch the mundane affairs and the joys and sorrows of the human world.

At this moment, if the Moon Palace from the nursery rhyme still existed and the infatuated fairy remained the same, then the people in the moon needed merely to glance this way to see, through a small window, a common man and a woman beside him.

The beautiful woman with bright eyes slightly lowered her eyelids, and the man with neat features bowed his head in silence.