"Well, that's more like it!"
The women's displeasure instantly turned to joy. Whether something was meaningful or not really depended on who you were doing it with.
To be able to openly marry a Dao Companion like Ling Changqing and stand proudly by his side was, of course, something they had always dreamed of.
As night fell, Ling Changqing had dinner with the women. Then, led by Song Xuelan and Ling Menghuan, he made his way toward the prepared bridal chamber.
In the fragrant inner chamber, Liu Ying Ziyi sat before her dressing table, clad in a magnificent, fiery red wedding gown. In the exquisite, water-caltrop-shaped Bright Mirror, her flawless Yu Yan was captivating enough to topple kingdoms, radiant beyond compare. A clear look of shyness, mixed with petulant joy, could be seen in her eyes.
