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"Seventh Brother, wake up, Seventh Brother, wake up," Wang Changsheng faintly heard someone calling him. The voice was very familiar, it seemed to be Eighth Sister.
"Oh." When Wang Changsheng used all his strength to open his heavy eyelids, he saw Wang Changyue standing at his bedside, looking very excited.
"Eighth Sister?" When Wang Changsheng saw Wang Changyue, he was slightly stunned. He immediately raised his head and looked at the opposite side of the bed. There was a portrait hanging on the opposite side of the bed. It was a beautiful girl wearing a blue palace dress with a blue hairpin in her hair, looking forward with a smile.
"This is my room? What's going on? Wasn't I participating in the Taiqing Palace's entrance trial? "Wang Changsheng muttered to himself.
"What entrance trial? Seventh Brother, what are you talking about? Hurry up and get out, everyone is waiting for you! "Wang Changyue urged.
"Waiting for me? Why are you waiting for me? "
"Seventh Brother? Are you okay? Don't you know that today is your wedding day? "Wang Changyue looked at Wang Changsheng with a strange gaze and said.
Hearing this, Wang Changsheng noticed that he was wearing a wedding dress and that the room was full of festive things.
"Ah, Seventh Brother, don't dawdle. Sister Song has been waiting for you for a long time." Wang Changyue saw the situation and said impatiently.
"Sister Song? Who is Sister Song? "Wang Changsheng was confused by Wang Changyue. He clearly remembered that he had sunk to the bottom of the sea! How did he wake up in his own house and prepare to get married? Could it be that everything in the past was a dream?
"Who else could it be? Song Zhiruo, one of the two beauties of the Song Clan! Hehe, Seventh Brother, I heard that Sister Song is one of the top beauties in Yueyang County! For you to be able to marry Big Sister Song as your wife, that is a blessing from your previous life! "Wang Zhangyue blinked her eyes and giggled.
"One of the two beauties of the Song Clan? Could it be her? "When Wang Changsheng heard this, his expression changed. He could even hear the sound of his own heart beating.
At this moment, the door was pushed open with a bang, and a middle-aged man walked in. It was Wang Changsheng's father, Wang Ming Yuan.
Wang Mingyuan was wearing brand-new clothes with a big smile on his face. Seeing Wang Changsheng still lying on the bed, he raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter, Sheng 'er? Are you not feeling well?"
"No, Dad, I'm just a little confused," Wang Changsheng shook his head and said with a puzzled expression.
"Father understands what you're feeling right now, but you! Don't think too much. Quickly go out and bring the bride back. Your mother's spirit in heaven will be very happy to know that you got married. "At the end of his words, Wang Ming Yuan turned his head and looked at the portrait with a gratified expression.
"But I …"
"Alright, don't make the guests wait for too long. It's impolite," Wang Mingyuan patted Wang Changsheng's shoulder and said in a low voice.
Seeing that, Wang Changsheng followed his father out.
"Congratulations, Seventh Brother!"
"Seventh Brother, today is your big day. Let's drink until we're drunk!"
"Congratulations, Future Clan Leader! I hope you'll have a son soon and inherit the family business!"
The manor was decorated with lanterns and colored banners, and it was a festive scene everywhere. Seeing Wang Changsheng, all the family members congratulated him, and Wang Changsheng also greeted them back.
A group of people followed Wang Changsheng, the bridegroom, to the hall where the wedding ceremony was held. In the center of the hall, there was a large piece of red paper with the word "Double Happiness" written on it.
Both sides of the hall were full of elders of the Wang family. Wang Changsheng's grandfather sat in the first seat on the right side with a smile on his wrinkled face.
"The bride is here! The bride is here!" Wang Changyue shouted loudly at the entrance of the hall. She looked very excited.
Wang Changsheng looked back and saw a bride in a red wedding dress with a red veil walking slowly into the hall with the help of a young girl.
Seeing the young girl supporting the bride, Wang Changsheng was a little surprised, but then he was overjoyed. The young girl was one of the two beauties of the Song family. In other words, the bride under the red veil was the female cultivator of the Song family that he loved.
"I'm not dreaming, am I?" Wang Changsheng pinched his thigh hard. The pain from his thigh told him that it wasn't a dream.
Seeing the bride slowly walking towards him, Wang Changsheng's heart almost jumped out of his chest. He was a little nervous.
Under the witness of the crowd, Wang Changsheng and the bride bowed to heaven and earth and got married, drinking with the guests, while the bride was sent to the bridal chamber.
Wang Changsheng, who couldn't wait, absent-mindedly dealt with the guests and then walked towards his room. Some of the clansmen who wanted to disturb the wedding room were driven away by Wang Changsheng.
Before entering, Wang Changsheng tidied up his clothes a little, took a deep breath, pushed the door and walked in.
Inside the room, the bride, with a red veil on her head, sat quietly by the bed.
Wang Changsheng closed the door and walked over, not knowing what to do. He sat down next to the bride.
After taking off the red veil with the wedding scale, a beautiful face appeared in front of Wang Changsheng. It was the female cultivator of the Song family who made him lose his soul when he first met her.
"Wife, I will be good to you," Wang Changsheng held the woman's hands and promised.
"Husband." Song Zhiruo blushed and hurriedly lowered her head. She didn't dare to look at Wang Changsheng.
Before long, Wang Changsheng blew out the candles and took off his clothes.
A year later, Wang Changsheng kept walking back and forth outside the room. He was quite nervous and looked at the room from time to time. From time to time, a maid came in with a basin of water.
"Sheng 'er, don't keep walking back and forth. My head is dizzy because of you. My daughter-in-law will be fine," Wang Mingyuan comforted him.
"I know, father, but …" Wang Changsheng didn't finish his words.
"Waa, waa." The sound of a baby crying came from inside the room.
"Zhiruo gave birth to the baby. I am a father now." Hearing the baby crying, Wang Changsheng was very excited and walked in quickly.
"Congratulations, Young Master. Madam gave birth to a chubby baby." The midwife carried a baby to Wang Changsheng.
The baby was very small and chubby. Its eyes were closed tightly and it was very cute.
"Zhiruo, look, this is our child." Wang Changsheng carefully took the baby from the midwife's hands and walked to the head of the bed. He held Song Zhiruo's hand and said with a tender expression.
"Husband, can you give our baby a name?" Seeing the baby, Song Zhiruo's pale face showed a touch of smile and said.
Immortal Wang nodded, starting to think bitterly.
"Although both of us are cultivators, we don't know whether our baby has a spiritual root or what kind of spiritual root he has. It doesn't matter whether he can become a cultivator or not as long as he is safe. I hope he can live a long life." Song Zhiruo sighed with emotion.
"A long life, a long life …" Wang Changsheng's body trembled and he murmured to himself. Then his eyes lit up.
After a while, Wang Changsheng sighed and looked at Song Zhiruo who was lying on the bed. He said seriously, "Zhiruo, let me ask you a question. You have to answer me seriously."
"What is it? You're so nervous. Ask away! "
"Have you ever liked me?"
"Of course I have." Song Zhiruo nodded shyly.
"Great, you can die now." The moment Wang Changsheng finished his words, a golden short sword appeared in his hand and he fiercely stabbed towards Song Zhiruo.
Song Zhiruo was caught off guard and before she could react, the golden short sword pierced through her body. Red blood dyed the bed red.
"Husband, why did you …" Song Zhiruo covered the wound with her hands and her face was full of disbelief.
"Husband? Do you still want to lie to me now? If you didn't say 'a long life', I'm afraid I wouldn't have woken up. "Wang Changsheng looked at Song Zhiruo coldly without any gentleness on his face.
"Husband, did you make a mistake? I'm Zhiruo! Did you have a change of heart? Don't you like Zhiruo anymore? "Song Zhiruo questioned.
"I admit that I like Zhiruo, but unfortunately you don't. Think about it carefully. You revealed too many flaws. I should have seen through your tricks long ago. If you didn't look exactly like Zhiruo, I would have woken up long ago." Wang Changsheng sneered.
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