Jade Dynasty: I am the master of the Burning Sword, my swordsmanship is unparalleled.

Chapter 108 The night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber

"No, no, this isn't real, this absolutely isn't real."

Biyao murmured a few words blankly, then turned and ran out of the courtyard. She couldn't believe what Lu Xueqi said; she wanted to escape from here and go to a world without lies.

Tears drifted away on the night wind, their destination unknown. Dressed in a festive wedding gown, Biyao ran outside with her head down.

Behind her, You Ji had no choice but to hold Lu Xueqi and follow at a distance.

After all, Youji was worried about leaving a drunk Lu Xueqi alone there. If something happened to her, it would be a disaster.

Fortunately, although Wanrenwang placed them under house arrest, he only took away the Tianya Sword and the Vermilion Bird Seal. There were no guards left outside the courtyard. In fact, not long after, Zhang Xiaofan drove everyone out of the manor.

……

In an open space outside the manor, Zhang Xiaofan used the Burning Sword to dig a large pit in the ground, made a simple coffin out of wood, and carefully placed Li Xun's broken and limp body inside.

After silently covering the coffin with a wooden plank, Zhang Xiaofan slowly formed a hand seal, and a crimson dragon flew out from the jade ring at his waist once again.

This time, the dragon's eyes held a newfound divine quality, and the light emanating from them was no longer as brutal and ferocious as before, but rather carried a hint of ancient and primordial aura.

"Yan!"

With a dragon's roar, the fire dragon swept up all the loose soil that had been dug out from the surrounding area, filling the large pit in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, the fire dragon, with a wooden plaque in its mouth, soared into the air and then swooped down from the sky.

"boom!"

When the fire dragon disappeared, a wooden plaque appeared in front of the raised mound, bearing nine large characters: "Tomb of Li Xun, disciple of Burning Incense Valley".

Zhang Xiaofan glanced at the grave in front of him with a complicated expression, then lowered his eyes slightly.

The next moment, Zhang Xiaofan seemed to sense something and turned to look to the side. He saw Biyao standing not far away, looking at him with red eyes and tear stains on her face. Behind Biyao, Youji was supporting Lu Xueqi.

"Xiaofan!"

Biyao gasped softly and took a slight step, but didn't take it until she saw Zhang Xiaofan slowly open his arms, then she rushed over.

Zhang Xiaofan gently patted Biyao's back, and Biyao nestled quietly in his arms, greedily inhaling his scent. Neither of them spoke.

"Li Xun's tomb? Senior Brother Li Xun, is he dead?"

Lu Xueqi and You Ji had walked over at some point. Lu Xueqi glanced at the tombstone and was startled. Zhang Xiaofan hummed in response and spoke.

"Senior Brother Li Xun came to investigate clues about the Xuanhuo Mirror, but he was trapped. I killed him with my own hands."

Zhang Xiaofan's voice was very calm, without any ripples, but it made Biyao very uneasy. After hesitating for a moment, she asked in a low voice.

"Did my father force you?"

"No, I was the one who ended his suffering!"

Biyao was taken aback by what she heard. The coldness in the word "pain" sent a chill down her spine. At that moment, she truly realized that she had to make a choice.

"What about Senior Sister Yan Hong?"

A night breeze blew, dispelling some of Lu Xueqi's drunkenness, and she spoke in a low voice.

"She's back."

Zhang Xiaofan spoke softly, then gazed at the tomb for a moment before bending down to pick up the wine jug in front of the tomb and slowly pouring the wine onto the ground.

The pot of wine was quickly finished, and Zhang Xiaofan didn't linger any longer, turning around and walking away into the distance.

"Let's go back."

Upon hearing this, Biyao glanced at the grave again, then turned and followed. Lu Xueqi sighed softly and followed along with Youji.

Walking back to the courtyard, Biyao turned to look at Zhang Xiaofan and suddenly spoke.

"Xiao Fan, would you lie to me?"

"I've never liked lying." Zhang Xiaofan sighed softly. There's so much helplessness in this world, and some things can only be kept deep in one's heart.

Biyao smiled gently, took Zhang Xiaofan's arm, and walked forward together, saying softly.

"Xiao Fan, when we get back, shouldn't we drink the nuptial wine?"

Following behind, Youji couldn't help but smile. Perhaps, for them, staying away from the troubles of the world was a good outcome.

Back in the courtyard, Biyao seemed to have changed her personality all of a sudden. She was no longer the spoiled and willful young lady she once was. Instead, she acted like a gentle and loving wife, pouring six cups of wine and speaking softly.

"Xiao Fan, since you've married three women, you're not allowed to slack off. One cup of wine for each of them."

Zhang Xiaofan didn't say much. He first picked up his wine glass and drank a cup with You Ji.

After putting down his wine glass, Zhang Xiaofan frowned, which made Lu Xueqi, who was holding the glass, ask him a rather strange question.

"Xiao Fan, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the alcohol seems a bit strong."

Zhang Xiaofan didn't think much of it. After all, if there was poison in the wine, even if he wasn't in good condition at the moment, he would be able to detect it immediately.

Shaking his head, Zhang Xiaofan didn't think much of it and drank another cup with Lu Xueqi.

As soon as he put down his wine glass, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but rub his temples. Looking up at Lu Xueqi in front of him, he felt a surge of heat rising up inside him.

After shaking his head vigorously, Zhang Xiaofan seemed to realize something, and his brows furrowed.

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's flushed face and burning gaze, Youji seemed to realize something and quickly spoke up.

"There's something wrong with this wine."

"Xiao Fan, it's our turn."

Biyao ignored her and simply picked up another cup of wine, handed it to Zhang Xiaofan, and said softly.

Zhang Xiaofan looked up at the beautiful and charming girl in front of him, his brows furrowed and his breathing slightly heavy. But Biyao took the lead in drinking a cup of wine, leaned lightly against him, and said in a sweet voice.

"Xiao Fan, shall I feed you?"

As she spoke, Biyao reached out and placed the wine glass to Zhang Xiaofan's lips. Zhang Xiaofan suppressed his anger and prepared to speak, but Biyao took the opportunity to pour the wine into his mouth.

"Gudong!"

After taking a sip, Zhang Xiaofan felt as if the wine was a raging fire, instantly burning in his heart. Even the breath he exhaled was so hot that it hit Biyao's face, causing her to blush.

Taking a deep breath, Biyao suppressed her shyness and whispered.

"Xiao Fan, it's our wedding night, shouldn't you carry me inside to rest?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan almost instinctively picked up Biyao around the waist, but instead of immediately heading into the house, he asked in a deep voice.

"You...don't regret it?"

"Xiao Fan, you're all I have left. Even if you're going to lie to me, lie to me for the rest of your life, okay?"

"it is good!"

With a heavy thud, Zhang Xiaofan transformed into a gust of wind and instantly entered the room.

Just as You Ji and Lu Xueqi outside the courtyard were reacting, they heard a cry of pain. Their expressions changed, but they quickly blushed with embarrassment.

Lu Xueqi's legs went weak as she tried to sit up and return to her room, but You Ji stopped her and helped her up, speaking softly.

"Let's go back inside and rest together."

"I'm going back to my room..."

"Yes, that's your room."

(End of this chapter)