Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 13: Chapter 13: Enter the Bridal Chamber

Behind the pawnshop was the location of the wedding room.

Yu Qinghan, dressed in a red skirt, had a cold and charming face, snow-white skin, and cherry-like bright and transparent lips.

At this moment, she had her eyes closed, sitting upright on the bed, her breath stable and strong, and her invisible True Qi flowing through her meridians.

Obviously, she was cultivating.

After a while, her slanted phoenix eyes opened, and a fleeting joy flashed in her sharp gaze.

"My cultivation is about to break through again."

Although she didn't like to practice martial arts, it had already become a part of her daily life, inseparable from her.

In the peaceful days to come, even for the sake of Young Master Zhao... no, for her husband, she had to cultivate diligently so she could shield him from wind and rain. It was absolutely necessary.

Her only concern was that Zhao Huai was a mere mortal. If her lifespan far exceeded his in the future, what would she do?

"No, I must teach him cultivation."

After thinking for a long time, Yu Qinghan decided to lead Zhao Huai into the world of cultivators.

She couldn't bear to watch Zhao Huai grow old like this. It would be too painful.

At that moment, a beautiful maid-servant, who appeared out of nowhere in the darkness, bowed respectfully and said:

"Greetings, My Princess."

Seeing her appear, Yu Qinghan immediately knew there was news from the outside world, so she replied indifferently:

"Today is my wedding day. I hope there's good news."

"My Princess, it is indeed good news." The beautiful maid-servant replied, bowing her head.

"Speak."

"King Qin has lifted all surveillance on the army and relaxed the investigation of coastal cities. It seems that he wants to put this conflict behind."

"What does he want to do?"

Yu Qinghan's eyes narrowed, lost in thought. Her restless brother was usually ambitious and eager for battle, without any other schemes.

However, this time, his actions were surprisingly unfathomable to her.

"My Princess, should we counterattack?"

The beautiful maid-servant asked.

Yu Qinghan shook her head, "No need, this has no effect on me, and I no longer have the power to command a large army."

The beautiful maid-servant knelt down, saluting in military fashion, and shouted: "As long as My Princess wishes, two hundred thousand soldiers are ready at any time!"

"That would be a rebellion!" Yu Qinghan said coldly.

"But you were the one who fought for the world!"

The beautiful maid-servant tried to argue.

"It wasn't just me, everyone did it together."

Yu Qinghan sighed, stood up, and fiddled with the rose flowers beside the bed.

The beautiful maid-servant advised, "My Princess, the conflict between you and Your Majesty is not irreconcilable. If you and Your Majesty admit your mistakes, you might be able to resume your post."

"I've said it many times."

Yu Qinghan replied indifferently:

"It's impossible."

"Then, how will you deal with Your Majesty's longevity banquet in seven days?"

"Just ignore it."

"My Princess..."

"Enough, leave me, I'm tired."

"Yes."

...

When most of the guests in the main hall left, Zhao Huai finally arrived at the most exciting moment.

"It's time to enter the bridal chamber."

With a nervous heart, Zhao Huai stepped into the wedding room.

"Madam, I'm coming in."

The wooden door covered with red paper made a "zhi-la" sound, and Zhao Huai saw Yu Qinghan sitting on the bed.

She wore a red floral cover over her head embroidered with peonies. Despite wearing a large red skirt, her figure was still graceful, and her phoenix-embroidered shoes were delicate.

As Zhao Huai approached her, he could clearly hear her breath, as soft as a mosquito's whisper.Apparently, Yu Qinghan was also very nervous in her heart.

Zhao Huai carefully lifted the red veil, and Yu Qinghan's stunningly beautiful face was completely revealed before his eyes.

Compared to her icy, elegant appearance when they first met, Yu Qinghan now had light makeup, dark eyebrows, delicate features, and even more vivid red lips.

The only constant was her pair of engaging, slanted eyes.

At this moment, those eyes were gazing at him with tender affection.

"My husband."

The title of "husband" made Zhao Huai's wish come true. Who could understand the depth of love in those words?

He couldn't believe that he had really married such a breathtakingly beautiful wife!

Was this really not a dream?

Their encounter could be described as love at first sight. They simply took an instant liking to each other.

Having secured such a virtuous wife, what more could a husband ask for?

With Yu Qinghan's hand in his grasp, Zhao Huai softly said, "My lady, I will never let you suffer any grievances as long as I'm around. From now on, you can do whatever you want, and no one can limit you."

"Mmm!"

Yu Qinghan nodded vigorously. At this moment, her heart was pounding, and her body felt as if all the bones in it had disappeared. Zhao Huai's words filled her with warmth and hope for the future.

Seeing such a charming beauty in front of him gave Zhao Huai immense satisfaction. Unable to contain his emotions any longer, he kissed her deeply.

"My lady, it's time for us to consummate our marriage."

"Ah..."

Accompanied by a startled cry, the candles suddenly flickered and went out.

...

The second day.

Amidst the fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds, the sun shone brightly.

Yu Qinghan woke up slowly to find that there was no one beside her. She felt dizzy and unwell, her thoughts returning to the events of the previous night, which were indescribable.

Her husband didn't seem like an ordinary man; his stamina was incredible.

Yu Qinghan rose from the bed, intending to bathe first. Someone had prepared hot water for her, so she washed her face and body before changing into fresh clothes. She sat in front of the mirror to apply makeup and was about to comb her hair when a warm hand suddenly enveloped hers.

Reflected in the bronze mirror was a handsome face filled with tenderness.

"Let me comb your hair."

"Alright." Yu Qinghan found these words as sweet as honey in her heart.

Zhao Huai held the comb in one hand and gently stroked his wife's dark, long hair with the other. One stroke, two strokes... his movements were incredibly gentle.

Gazing downwards at her flawless, jade-white cheeks, he softly said,

"My lady..."

"Mmm?"

"You're so beautiful, and I can't get enough of you."

Zhao Huai sincerely praised her.

Yu Qinghan covered her mouth and giggled, "I didn't notice before, but you're quite the silver-tongued devil."

"Well, that depends on the person."

Unfazed, Zhao Huai gave an eloquent reply.

"My lady, I have to go out this afternoon, so you can cook dinner later. For the pawnshop's business, just watch it for me."

Zhao Huai hadn't forgotten that he had important matters to attend to.

He'd been waiting a long time for the cultivation technique auction this afternoon and couldn't afford to miss it.

"Alright, be careful. Leave the pawnshop to me."

As for Zhao Huai's personal matters, Yu Qinghan wouldn't interfere since he hadn't said anything about it.

Soon, Zhao Huai went to the warehouse and took some money and valuables into the black ring.

He glanced at the White Jade Imperial Dragon Seal at the very top, hesitating for a moment before putting it away inside the black ring.

"To cultivate immortality and achieve immortality, I now have one more thing to consider."

Exiting the door, Zhao Huai tossed the golden bronze coins in his hand.

A smile crept across the corner of his mouth, and he felt refreshed and invigorated.

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