Book 8 Chapter 62: Title Hidden
Holding hands with Teng Qingshan, and hearing this, a shock went through Li Jun. Her eyes reddened and tears flooded off her cheeks.
“Don’t cry.” Seeing this, Teng Qingshan hated himself even more. For almost three years, every day they spent together he was cruel to her, continuously emphasizing that their relationship was one of a brother and sister, cruelly setting a line between them. And Li Jun could only wait quietly.
“I’m happy.” Li Jun shook her head. Her eyes red, tears streamed down her excited face.
“Brother Teng, can you… can you say that one more time?” Li Jun trembled, her face red.
“Little Jun, will you marry me, Teng Qingshan? Will you be my wife?” Teng Qingshan asked solemnly.
Li Jun wept and laughed.
For so long…
She has waited for so long….
Since Teng Qingshan kept insisting that they were just like siblings, Li Jun did not dare to reveal her feelings. She only kept them to herself. She could only think about them during the night when it was quiet. She had spent many nights thinking if Teng Qingshan would ask her to marry him one day, she would be willing to give up her life to be his bride.
She waited and waited without complaining or regretting. Now, her dream had become a reality.
“Am I dreaming?” Li Jun asked nervously.
“You’re not dreaming.” Teng Qingshan smiled. He looked lovingly at Li Jun. “You haven’t said whether you’d marry me or not.”
Like a kid, Li Jun nodded her head vigorously. Her teary eyes brimmed with an unprecedented happiness and excitement.
“I do, I do, I do!” Li Jun answered three times as if she was afraid that Teng Qingshan wouldn’t hear her reply.
“Congratulations, Teacher and sister little Jun… Oh, I mean, Madam Teng!” Behind them, Yang Dong bowed to the couple and giggled.
“Congratulations, Uncle.” Fu Yuping was extremely happy and even winked at Li Jun. The smile on Li Jun’s face was very bright like a blooming flower.
“Teacher, madam,” Teng Shou bowed and said awkwardly.
Hearing this, Li Jun couldn’t stop herself from smiling.
“Why don’t the three of you give us a minute alone?” Teng Qingshan waved his hand and smiled.
“Yes, Teacher (Uncle).”
After Teng Shou, Yang Dong, and Fu Yuping left the room, Teng Qingshan and Li Jun were alone. Li Jun’s face was flushed from blushing. In any case, she’d already agreed to Teng Qingshan’s proposal, which meant she would soon be his wife.
Their relationship would no longer be the same.
“Little Jun, I’m sorry,” Teng Qingshan held Li Jun’s hand and said softly.
Hearing this, Li Jun suddenly thought of something. Her eyes reddened; she looked at Teng Qingshan. “Brother Te—Qingshan, can you tell me why it is that after so long—and after you told me in the Nine Prefectures that we were just siblings—that you have decided to do this? Can you tell me why?”
Although she was worried, she still wanted to ask.
She wasn’t afraid of loving or hating. If she didn’t make things clear, this would be a thorn in her heart.
“Little Jun.” Teng Qingshan held Little Jun’s hand. “Feelings are a complicated thing. It’s hard to explain. For the past three years, I don’t even know what I’ve felt for you. But, when you were poisoned by Tianfeng Clan’s poison, I didn’t know what poison it was, and I thought you were going to die. It was at that moment that I came to understand my true feelings for you.”
Teng Qingshan laughed, mocking himself, “People are weird. They only cherish things after they’ve lost them.
“And when she’s right in front of you, you don’t even realize how great she is.”
Teng Qingshan pulled Li Jun into his arms. “That’s me. I am the kind of person who only knows how to cherish something after I’ve lost it. But thankfully, Little Jun, you came back.”
Being held by Teng Qingshan made Li Jun a little cautious. Her heart was racing. But… she was happy too.
“Then, in that case, shouldn’t I thank the Tianfeng Clan for poisoning me?” Li Jun asked.
Teng Qingshan smiled in spite of himself.
“Oh right, Little Jun.” Teng Qingshan looked at Li Jun. “Say, when do you think the wedding should be?”
“The wedding?” Li Jun’s eyes lit up. To a girl, a wedding is a divine event. One could say that it was even the most important and special day of a girl’s life. Li Jun blushed, and softly answered, “Qingshan, you decide. I’ll follow you.”
The way Li Jun said ‘Qingshan’ was very soft, like a child. At this moment, she looked like an obedient wife.
“Usually, it’s best when our parents are here for the wedding.” Teng Qingshan looked southward. “But I need to reach the Emptiness Realm before I can return to the Nine Prefectures. Plus, I have unfinished business with Tianfeng Martial Immortal that I need to attend to. And I don’t know how Old Wang is doing. I still don’t have any news of him.
“If it’s quick, it might take one to two days to attain Emptiness Realm. However, if it’s slow, then I don’t know how long the attainment of Emptiness Realm will take. It’s hard to say.” Teng Qingshan lowered his head and gazed at Li Jun. “I don’t want to make you wait too long. How about we just choose a good date during the next ten to fifteen days?”
Lying in Teng Qingshan’s arms, and being studied by him… Li Jun felt her whole body go weak.
“Okay,” Li Jun agreed softly.
Li Jun had just woken up. Her face was still slightly pale; she appeared weak and delicate. Li Jun’s weak appearance, in addition to the subtle tension between them, and the way they could feel each other breathing—Teng Qingshan couldn’t help feeling hot.
It was lust!
“You alluring elf.” Teng Qingshan lowered his head and kissed Li Jun’s lips.
Startled, Li Jun felt like she had been struck by lighting.
“Little Jun, rest well and heal up. On our wedding day, you should look beautiful.” Teng Qingshan gently puts Li Jun back under the covers and tucked her in.
It was unclear when Teng Qingshan had left the room.
Li Jun opened the window next to her. A cool breeze blew in and made her a bit more alert.
“I… am I dreaming?” Li Jun touched her lips. Ever since she woke, she had been feeling dizzy. Everything seemed like a dream.
“I-I’m going to be married to Qingshan?”
Li Jun sat there blankly. She hugged her blanket and giggled.
The day had been selected. Teng Qingshan and Li Jun will hold their wedding on the 6th of May.
A wedding was a big event. Even Dreamy Cloud Martial Immortal was concerned. But on Duanmu Continent, Teng Qingshan had few friends. However, since the couple wanted a small wedding, there was no need for an elaborate affair. They just wanted to invite a few friends and have a simple wedding.
The whole East Flower Garden was beautifully decorated. How much influence and power did the Mu clan have? With one command, the whole garden was decorated with a simple yet elegant style.
“Bow first to the Heavens and the Earth!”
Cheering echoed from the crowd in the hall. Today, Li Jun was dressed in red, wearing a phoenix coronet and ceremonial robes. She could not see well with the veil over her head, but it didn’t matter. All she cared about was bowing to the Heavens and the Earth with Teng Qingshan.
Today, since parents from both sides were not here, they skipped the bow to the parents.
“Husband and wife now bow to each other.”
Teng Qingshan and Li Jun bowed to each other.
“I’m finally married!” Teng Qingshan was very happy. There were certain customs in a wedding, passed down from generation to generation. Duanmu’s customs were very similar to the Land of Nine Prefectures’ customs.
Beside them, Fu Yuping, Teng Shou, Mu Yunji, and the others all smiled and giggled.
“To the bridal room!”
After sending the bride into the bridal room, Teng Qingshan came out to continue drinking along with the guests. In the past, Teng Qingshan usually stayed cold to outsiders, but tonight he beamed with happiness.
Deep into the night.
Although Teng Qingshan walked into the bridal room smelling of alcohol, his mind was sober.
The candles’ light illuminated the red bridal room. The bride sat on the bed. The atmosphere was completely different.
“I’m married, I’m married!”
Teng Qingshan was a little absent-minded. Memories of his past floated into his mind. When he married his wife in his first life, they did not hold a wedding; they simply saw each other as husband and wife.
“Time to let go of the past and move forward,” Teng Qingshan said with misty eyes.
“Qingshan.” Li Jun felt that Teng Qingshan had done nothing after entering the room. She felt she had to say something.
“Don’t worry, I’m coming.” Teng Qingshan smiled. He used the weight beside him to life Li Jun’s veil, revealing her blushing cheeks. Li Jun gazed brightly at Teng Qingshan. She felt happy and a little scared. She knew what was going to happen tonight.
TLN: A Chinese marriage tradition, in which the groom uses a weight to lift the veil.
Teng Qingshan smiled. “You are wearing quite a few layers. Don’t you feel hot?” As he spoke, he started unbuttoning her red dress.
Just like a child, Li Jun kept her head down and stayed still, allowing Teng Qingshan to do whatever he wanted. Her face flushed and the tip of her ears reddened. As her outer garment was taken off, Li Jun’s tender and jadelike skin could be faintly seen through the loose undergarments, and the fragrance of a young woman emanated.
Teng Qingshan picked Li Jun up. “Ahh.” Li Jun couldn’t help but let out a quiet moan. Embarrassed, she closed her eyes.
“Pfft!” Teng Qingshan laughed and parted the canopy.
The canopy then covered the bed, and only shadows could be seen moving inside.
One by one, the clothes fell to the side of the bed.
“Qingshan…” a tiny voice whispered.
“Where is the white cloth?”
“What white cloth?”
“To test… test that,” Li Jun answered embarrassingly.
At this moment, Teng Qingshan was completely naked. He suddenly remembered that… the wedding had many procedures. They had already made the wedding as simple as possible. The virginity test was an extremely important procedure. However, Teng Qingshan thought in the way of the previous life. Moreover, he had no experience of the entire process of the wedding.
“Who needs the white cloth?” Teng Qingshan shook his head.
“It’s necessary,” Li Jun insisted.
Teng Qingshan pulled the blanket over their heads, covering them both completely. “The white cloth doesn’t matter anymore….”
Li Jun could no longer say anymore.
She could only agree shyly.
For a moment, the bed sheets rippled like waves.
Book 8 Chapter 62 Marriage of Teng Qingshan