One person established a clan

Chapter 347 Seeking the Heart in the Night
A short while later, inside the sacred palace—

Wen Qimeng returned to the house in a daze, and only after sitting down again did she realize that she had unknowingly exited the Three Saints state.

She only snapped back to reality when a small, fair hand waved in front of her eyes.

"elder sister?"

The little girl was combing her slightly messy hair, which was still a bit tousled after waking up, a cute smile on her face. "Why do you look so blank?"

Wen Qimeng blushed, stammering and unsure how to answer, and couldn't help but raise her hand to lightly tap her forehead.

Xingting is usually quite spoiled, so why did she become so weak and unable to utter a single word when the young master proposed?

"Sister, don't you want to get married?"

"No, it's not."

Wen Qimeng coughed lightly, her face flushed, "It was just too unexpected."

Although she had anticipated that their relationship would progress, the prospect of marriage so soon caught her completely off guard.
"Sister, it's alright." The little aunt held her hand and comforted her softly, "Brother is so experienced, he will definitely make you feel very comfortable in the bridal chamber. Maybe you will even cry tears of joy like Sister Shi and the others."

Wen Qimeng: "."

The thought of that scene made her too ashamed to speak.

Just then, Shi Xuan, who had followed Su Cheng into the hall, heard these words and paused slightly, a blush creeping onto her cool, jade-like face.

Why is this child suddenly bringing up these things?
"Is Qimeng still a little nervous?"

Su Cheng walked to the table, smiling as he poured several cups of tea. "If you feel it's not appropriate, would you like to postpone it for a few more days?"

"No, that's not necessary."

Wen Qimeng casually smoothed a strand of hair behind her ear: "Since you have spoken, young master, how can I back down?"

Su Cheng smiled, then turned his gaze to the mature and beautiful woman who had entered the hall with him.

"Senior Duanmu."

"Now, you still call me senior?"

Duanmu Jing walked over gracefully with a gentle smile and elegant demeanor, placing her slender hand on his shoulder and gently massaging it twice.

"Will you call me 'Mother' one more time?"

Hearing the sly smile in her words, Su Cheng was at a loss for words.

For the sake of this marriage, they unexpectedly gained a godmother. And the identity of this godmother...
"Never doing anything right."

Eleven suddenly spoke coldly, slowly saying, "Although we have agreed to hold a wedding with the Wen family, with a great battle imminent, we will skip all the formalities."

She turned her head to look at Wen Qimeng on the bed: "Miss Wen, do you have any objections to this?"

"It doesn't matter."

Wen Qimeng gently shook her head. "I don't care about these things, and besides..."

At this point, the girl pursed her lips and whispered, "I am not well-liked in the clan. I am only close to a few elders. It is more comfortable to keep the wedding simple."

"That's good."

Eleven nodded, then exchanged another glance with Su Cheng. "Just now, I discussed with the Wen family that, apart from the marriage, we are about to divide our forces into several groups."

"How should we arrange it?"

"The five clans' armies are wary of Duanmu and your remaining influence, and dare not make any rash moves against the Wen family for the time being. Therefore, the Wen family can send some cultivators to reinforce other battlefields and contain the five clans at the front line."

Eleven said calmly, "At the same time, we will split up and head to the Central Region of the Ancient Realm and the Thick Earth Peak to retrieve the 'Refining Moon' and the necessary spiritual materials as soon as possible."

Su Cheng frowned slightly: "Is there any risk?"

"Whether it's dangerous or not, we should go."

Eleven said calmly, "Now that you are married to Miss Wen, after the ceremony, you can go to Hou Tu Tian Feng with her. You can also recruit some helpers to go to the upper realm along the way."

Upon hearing this, Su Cheng's mind stirred slightly, and he nodded in understanding: "I understand."

Now that things have come to this, it's likely that Xiao Fu and her senior sister have made significant breakthroughs in their cultivation, which must be a powerful boost to their abilities.

And there's Ayane.
"As for these two days, you should take a short rest."

Eleven changed the subject, a rare hint of gentleness appearing in her usually cold tone. "Focus on preparing for the wedding."

“She’s right~” Duanmu Jing whispered with a smile in Su Cheng’s ear, “As your mother, I also have to take good care of things for you two~”

Shi Xuan glanced back and forth between the two of them, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Whenever Aunt Jing mentions the word 'mother,' Eleventh Miss looks somewhat uncomfortable; I wonder if her nemesis has noticed.
Even in the upper realm, there is a cycle of day and night.

As dusk settled, the Wen family's territory remained brightly lit.

After Su Cheng finished bathing and changing, he floated in the air and looked out over various places, feeling a slight sense of emotion.

"The Wen family's scale is much larger than I imagined; it's practically like a small country."

"Once the war is over, it's fine to travel around and enjoy the scenery."

Shi Xuan said softly in his mind, "Tomorrow will be busy, and there may not be much opportunity to spend time with Miss Wen. Why don't we go back to the room now and chat with her more?"

Su Cheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly chuckled, "Xuan'er is becoming more and more understanding; she's not even jealous anymore?"

"I'm not usually that jealous."

Shi Xuan rolled her eyes at him. "I won't throw a tantrum during such a festive time."

Su Cheng's smile softened further: "I also have to thank Xuan'er for accompanying me along the way."

"Don't suddenly say such mushy things."

Shi Xuan's face flushed slightly, and he coughed twice. "Let's get down to business first. Have you noticed these past two days that Eleventh Miss's attitude towards you has become increasingly strange?"

"Ok?"

Su Cheng's mind raced. "Xuan'er, you've noticed something too?"

"You can vaguely see it."

Shi Xuan muttered to himself, "He would look at you with complicated expressions every now and then, and then glare at Aunt Jing."

Aunt Jing's reaction to her was also somewhat intriguing.

Su Cheng said in a low voice, "I suspect there's some hidden reason that's difficult to say openly."

"Should we ask her in person?"

"No need for now."

Su Cheng shook his head. "Since she has no intention of speaking, there's no point in forcing her. Besides, this matter probably won't do us any harm."

"That's true," Shi Xuan nodded slightly. Given Aunt Jing's current favoritism towards her nemesis, if there were truly anything amiss, she would have already spoken frankly; why would she need to hide it?
"Idiot, what are you doing standing there in the sky?"

Just then, a coquettish voice suddenly rang out.

Su Cheng turned around at the sound and saw Wen Qimeng gracefully flying over. His eyes lit up.

She usually wears pretty dresses and exudes the charm of a young girl.

But at this moment, she was only wearing a plain-colored nightgown, her long hair loosely tied up to her chest, and her cheeks slightly flushed, adding a touch of gentle and charming elegance.

"Qimeng, weren't you sewing your wedding gown with Aunt Jing and the other girls?"

"There's no rule that says I can't go out for some fresh air."

Wen Qimeng gracefully landed beside her, slightly raising her head, a faint smile playing on her lips: "I should at least check on my soon-to-be husband, shouldn't I?"

Su Cheng chuckled: "You were as shy as a quail during the day, but now you have the nerve to tease me?"

"Well, it was just a bit unexpected at the time."

Wen Qimeng blushed slightly, but took his hand instead. "Alright, don't just stand here in the evening breeze, let's go back inside."

"But you're still weaving your wedding dress, so according to the Wen family's rules, shouldn't I have to make some excuses?"

"What do you care about rules?"

Wen Qimeng puffed out her cheeks and gave a soft snort; "If my husband isn't allowed to see me in my wedding robes any longer, I'll go and throw a tantrum at the clan chief and the others."

As she spoke, her eyes sparkled, and a gentle, sweet smile bloomed on her face. "For the wedding attire tomorrow, I'd like to wear your favorite style, so please give me your advice."

Under the moonlight, the girl smiled radiantly, her pure and sincere feelings quietly stirring the heartstrings.

Su Cheng paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "Alright, I'll give you some advice as well."

(End of this chapter)