Douluo: I Have an Unnamed Law

Chapter 272 One Night of Passion

"The bride and groom have arrived!"

As Chrysanthemum Douluo's highly recognizable voice rang out, the fireworks and firecrackers prepared by His Holiness the Pope were lit, creating a lively and festive atmosphere with the sounds of firecrackers and drums.

With Gu Han's help, Bibi Dong stepped down from the sedan chair. The two walked hand in hand up the steps of the Papal Palace. A gentle breeze blew, and the red veil on Bibi Dong's head fluttered slightly, revealing her perfect jawline and her red lips curving slightly.

With a slight surge of soul power, the trailing tail behind him gently rose, swaying slowly like a phoenix tail.

This scene surprised and amazed everyone.

Many young girls' eyes sparkled, expressing that they also wanted to wear this phoenix coronet and embroidered robe for their weddings in the future.

Tang Yuehua sat down in the VIP seat, her gaze fixed on the two people walking hand in hand up the stairs.

Tang Xiao gently patted Tang Yuehua's shoulder, silently offering her words of comfort.

Tang Yuehua smiled and shook her head slightly to indicate that she was fine.

"It's so beautiful, but why is Sister Dong'er wearing a red cloth?"

Xiao Qianrenxue pouted, feeling unhappy that she couldn't see Dong'er's face. She thought Dong'er must be very beautiful today, and it was such a pity that she couldn't see her face. With that thought, Xiao Qianrenxue took action again.

"Xue'er, be good, don't run around. Also, that seems to be called a red veil, not a red cloth."

Jin E patted the head of Xiao Qianrenxue, who was about to sneak away again, and put her on a chair next to him.

"emmm"

Qian Renxue sat on the chair, swinging her little feet, and glared at the Golden Crocodile with a huff, thinking to herself that Grandpa Golden Crocodile was not cute at all today.

Gu Han and Bibi Dong finally arrived at His Holiness the Pope under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"The bride and groom have arrived. Now we will proceed with the wedding ceremony, and we invite all our distinguished guests to witness it!"

Holding the microphone, Yue Guan read his lines aloud in his unique voice.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

Gu Han and Bibi Dong faced the distant sky and bowed together.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

The two turned around to face Qian Xunji, Ling Yuan, Elder Gu, and Chen Xin, who were sitting above them. Qian Xunji and Ling Yuan need no further introduction.

Old Master Gu was the person who brought Gu Han into this world and raised him. Although he was not Gu Han's biological grandfather, he was more like one to him than a biological grandfather.

Chen Xin is Gu Han's master. Although the two are more like teacher and friend, Chen Xin is Gu Han's master in name.

Among the group, Old Gu had the most complex feelings, a mixture of tension, excitement, and relief, and he kept saying "good" to himself.

"I bow to the angel god again!"

As a member of the Spirit Hall, paying homage to the Angel God is naturally indispensable.

"Couple greetings!"

Gu Han and Bibi Dong faced each other and bowed to one another.

"The ceremony is completed and sent to the bridal chamber!"

Yue Guan shouted loudly, his voice impassioned.

Afterwards, Bibi Dong was escorted away by a maid.

Gu Han stayed in the front yard to receive gifts and offer toasts.

Among them, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was the most generous, giving the most gifts and being the most practical.

As the sun gradually set in the west, Gu Han raised his wine glass and toasted each of the guests. Even with Gu Han's current cultivation level, he was now slightly tipsy.

"Xiao Han, stop drinking. It's getting late. We're all here. Go to your bridal chamber. Don't keep Dong'er waiting alone for too long."

Qian Xunji glanced at the sky, grabbed Gu Han's arm, and said.

"Yes, groom, don't get too drunk and fall asleep as soon as you get back to the bridal chamber, haha!!" someone teased. Gu Han smiled and cupped his hands in greeting: "In that case, I'll take my leave. Enjoy your meal, everyone."

"Go quickly, go quickly."

Amidst the jeers of the crowd, Gu Han put down his wine glass and stepped back.

Gu Han arrived at the bridal chamber, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open to enter.

The room was brightly lit by candlelight, casting a soft glow. Bibi Dong sat upright on the wedding bed, looking at the approaching figure through the view beneath her red veil. Her heart gradually filled with excitement, anticipation, and nervousness.

Gu Han picked up the wedding scales on the table, walked to Bibi Dong, slowly lifted the red veil on her head, looked at the beautiful woman, and smiled, "Madam, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Bibi Dong's face was flushed, adding to her beauty, and her red lips parted slightly: "Master, we haven't drunk the nuptial wine yet."

Seeing that Bibi Dong, who is usually lively and outgoing, was now looking nervous and shy, Gu Han found it amusing. He reached out and patted her head, helping her remove the rather heavy jewelry from her head one by one.

The moment the last golden hairpin was removed, Bibi Dong's hair flowed out like a waterfall, hanging down her back.

His gaze fell on the untouched pastries on the table, and he smiled, "Senior Sister hasn't eaten yet, has she? Have something to eat first."

"Ah."

Bibi Dong nodded, stood up, and sat down at the round table with Gu Han. She took the pastries Gu Han handed her and put them in her mouth to eat.

After sitting for a while, Bibi Dong's nervousness gradually subsided. She put down the pastries in her hand, took a sip of tea, and said, "Husband, a moment of bliss on this night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Let's not just sit here. Let's drink the nuptial wine, and then...and then..."

Bibi Dong found it difficult to speak the rest, and her face flushed.

"Madam, please guide me for the rest of my life."

Gu Han poured the wine and handed the glass to Bibi Dong. The two exchanged arms, tilted their heads slightly, and drank the wedding wine.

Gu Han lifted Bibi Dong up in his arms and extinguished the candle.

Bibi Dong lay on the bed, her eyes filled with desire, her red lips slightly parted, and she whispered, "Please, my husband, cherish me."

A night of absurdity.
The next morning, Bibi Dong nestled in Gu Han's arms, her delicate hand stroking his firm chest, her bright eyes slightly raised, filled with spring-like longing.

"Master, never mind, I'll just call you Junior Brother. Junior Brother, we should get up. Aren't we supposed to pay our respects to our elders this morning?"

Gu Han patted Bibi Dong's fair back. "No rush, Dong'er, rest for a while. I'll go ask the maid to bring some food. We'll talk after we eat."

Gu Han threw off the covers, stepped out of the comforting embrace, put on his black robe, and called over a maid to have breakfast brought over.

Back inside, Bibi Dong had already gotten out of bed and changed into a light purple dress.

Both of them were extraordinary. Although they had been up all night, they did not show any signs of fatigue. After tidying up the room, Bibi Dong glanced at the crimson stain on the bed, folded the sheets and put them away, and replaced them with a new one.

Bibi Dong turned around and met Gu Han's gaze as he walked in through the door. She smiled and said, "Junior brother, I'm all ready. After breakfast, we'll go and pay our respects to Master, Mistress, Elder Gu, and Uncle Jian."

"it is good."

Gu Han stepped forward and embraced Bibi Dong.

Not long after, the maid knocked on the door.

"Your Highness, breakfast is ready."

"Well, come in."

Gu Han and Bibi Dong separated again and sat at the table before letting the maids in.

Breakfast was simple: a bowl of egg and sea cucumber soup, and two steamed buns for each person.

After a simple meal, the two washed up and then left the bridal chamber hand in hand, returning to the Papal Palace.

The Papal Palace Square was still bustling with activity. Everyone present was a Soul Master, so naturally, there was another round of sparring. However, compared to the last time, this sparring was even more lively.

After all, this time, the younger generation has fully grown up, and the lowest level is already Soul King. So, their sparring is naturally more entertaining.

Tang Hao did not participate this time. It was meaningless for a Soul Douluo like him to fight a group of Soul Kings, Soul Emperors, and even the weakest Soul Saints. The only person he wanted to fight now was Gu Han, and only Gu Han was his greatest opponent in this life.

(End of this chapter)