Qin Ruoyao listened to Lin Li’s voice, worried it might be heard, and poured another bowl of scalding water down his throat.
Lin Li could no longer make a sound.
Qin Ruoyao spoke deliriously:
“It’s all your fault, Lin Li. You’re the reason Lin Xuan and I broke up.”
“You’re also the reason I’ve ended up in this mess. I won’t let you off. I’ll make you suffer.”
“Hahaha, I’ll make you suffer.”
Like a madwoman, Qin Ruoyao took the bloodstained wooden sliver and stabbed repeatedly at Lin Li’s body.
The neighbors nearby heard the commotion from Qin Ruoyao and Lin Li, but they only smirked coldly, then turned and walked away as if they had heard nothing, eyes fixed ahead.
Qin Ruoyao went to the bathroom.
Dragging his severed legs, Lin Li crawled to the door.
His bloody hands pounded against the door.
Who could possibly come to save him?
The wedding continued.
Behind Lin Xuan and Su Hua, a video appeared, composed of countless photos spliced together.
“So sweet.”
The crowd gazed at the photos, feeling as if pink bubbles were floating behind Su Hua and Lin Xuan.
“Even though they’re just photos, I can feel the love in their eyes.”
“I can tell they absolutely adore each other.”
The officiant began reciting the vows.
“Groom.”
The officiant’s eyes fell on Lin Xuan. “From this day forward, do you vow to walk through life with your bride, Miss Su Hua? To cherish her with all your heart, protect her, and always be her strongest support?”
Lin Xuan answered without hesitation, “I do.”
The officiant’s gaze shifted to Su Hua. “Bride, from this day forward, do you vow to walk hand in hand with your groom, Mr. Lin Xuan? To be gentle and true, to embrace each other’s flaws, and always be his warmest sanctuary?”
“I do, too.” A tender smile touched Su Hua’s lips.
The officiant beamed.
Last time, he had officiated Lin Xuan and Qin Ruoyao’s wedding, when Su Hua had come to disrupt it—what a spectacle that was.
He never imagined he’d be honored to preside over Lin Xuan and Su Hua’s wedding instead.
Surely no one would crash this one.
“Next, let’s invite the bride and groom to exchange rings,” the officiant said with a grin.
Su Hua and Lin Xuan slipped rings onto each other’s fingers.
Old Master Su wiped the tears of joy from the corner of his eyes.
“Finally, I’ve married off my granddaughter.”
He’d always feared she might end up alone, but then Xiao Xuan came along.
Old Master Jiang glanced at Old Master Su and snorted, “It’s only because Xiao Xuan and I reunited a bit late. Otherwise, Hua’er wouldn’t have whisked him away so soon.”
If it weren’t for Hua’er and Xiao Xuan being together,
he’d be able to live with Xiao Xuan every day.
Xiao Xuan could have stayed by his side for a few more years.
Now, he only sees Xiao Xuan a few times a month.
That girl Hua’er had stolen him away before he even graduated from college.
“Old Jiang, sounds like you’re not too happy about Hua’er and Xiao Xuan being together. In that case, you don’t get to hold the grandkids either—I’ll look after them,” Old Master Su said with a cold huff.
Old Master Jiang bristled, eyes wide. “How dare you!”
Jiang Yutong sighed. “Sister, Xiao Xuan has been taken from us for good by Su Hua.”
Jiang Manting said nothing, but her heart felt sour too.
“Kiss her!”
Someone shouted, and the others joined in.
“Yeah, kiss her!”
“Kiss her!”
Amid the cheers, Lin Xuan leaned down and pressed his lips to Su Hua’s.
Su Hua closed her eyes, meeting his kiss.
“Wow—”
Applause erupted all around.
The wedding came to an end.
Su Hua shed her heavy wedding dress and changed into a red silk nightgown.
The fabric was as thin as gossamer, yet smooth and flowing.
It traced the alluring curves of her figure.
“Ah Xuan, tonight is our wedding night,” she said.
The woman pinned Lin Xuan to the bed.
Lin Xuan looked into her eyes, which churned with desire.
“Hua Bao, you’re pregnant. We can’t do that kind of thing right now.”
Su Hua’s fingertips gently traced Lin Xuan’s brow, and she curled her lips. “Did Ah Xuan forget? There are other ways we can help each other.”
She tapped her red lips, the hint unmistakable.
“Ah Xuan, let me help you, hmm?”
She pulled the blanket over them,
shutting out the readers’ view.
Under the covers, love deepened.
When it was over, Su Hua’s eyes were closed as she rested quietly against Lin Xuan’s chest. Lin Xuan held her waist tightly.
Through the floor-to-ceiling window, brilliant fireworks bloomed in the sky.
Colors spelled out a message in the night:
May every reader too find a love this sweet to the heart, this intense to the bones.
To be unabashedly cherished, and carefully treasured.
Year after year, may your love burn bright.
[The End.]
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
