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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 · Huyền huyễn
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243 Chs

Chapter 91 What on Earth Is It

Zhao Rong felt very displeased.

He glanced at Su Xiaoxiao by his side.

At this moment, she was dressed as a scholar, and beneath the black hat was an immaculately handsome face that immediately drew the gaze of onlookers. They couldn't help but take a second look, and some even found it hard to look away.

And this was just her in plain men's clothing with a hat.

Zhao Rong felt that walking with her, he was completely overshadowed, like he was invisible.

It had been just like this earlier in the reception hall.

That man with the thick brows and big eyes must be the amiable Gao Yi, a friend of Liu Sanbian's, whom Zhao Rong had felt a sense of kinship with. When Gao Yi's gaze came over, it bypassed him immediately, fixated in amazement on Su Xiaoxiao.

Then, when they bowed their fists to say goodbye, Gao Yi finally looked at him with a warm smile.

Yeah right, he probably hadn't even gotten a good look at this young master's handsome features.

That won't do.