I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

In less than half an hour, the Second Blade Emperor returned.

I don't know what method the old man used, but he actually managed to carry back a whole bag of gear.

From bright red wedding attire to dragon and phoenix candles, and even roast chicken, fine wine, red dates, and longan, everything was provided.

Urged repeatedly by the Sword Emperor, the two changed their clothes. Dressed in red and white, they instantly brought a touch of joy to the quiet bamboo hut.

Once she changed into the red dress, the second dream felt like a lifetime ago.

The person reflected in the bronze mirror, with cloud-like hair and a beautiful face, her red makeup as fiery as fire, could not hide the bewilderment in her eyes.

Just moments ago, it was a battlefield of swords drawn and life and death hanging by a thread, but in the blink of an eye, red candles are lit, and she is about to wear a wedding dress and become a wife.

If it weren't for the bright red candles and the fragrant aroma of wine around her, she would have truly thought it was a bizarre and absurd dream.

"What are you standing there for? Come here now! Don't miss the auspicious time!"

Before she could sort out her chaotic thoughts, the Second Blade Emperor's booming voice rang out in the hall.

"I bow to Heaven and Earth!"

Jiang Chen remained calm, took Second Dream's little hand in his, and bowed deeply to the world outside the door.

"Bowing to our parents again!"

The Second Blade Emperor sat high in the hall, receiving the two men's respectful greetings. He could no longer contain his joy, and his old face beamed with happiness.

"Husband and wife bow to each other—!"

The red candle trembled a few times in the breeze, its slender silhouette cast obliquely against the bamboo wall, nestled together in pairs.

The two gazed at each other silently through the hazy warmth, their eyes meeting without a sound, their hearts pounding with excitement, as if even the flowing years around them had stopped.

Jiang Chen stood quietly in the candlelight, his gaze clear and bright, his eyes filled with a gentle smile.

In the second dream, she felt her cheeks burning and her heart pounding like a drum. Overwhelmed with shyness, she bowed her head and gave a graceful bow.

"The ceremony is complete! Lead them to the bridal chamber!!"

With a loud shout, this marriage, which began with swords and shadows and ended in absurdity, came to an end.

The Second Blade King was even more impatient. Ignoring the couple's reactions, he pushed and shoved them into the inner room, then slammed the door shut.

After doing all this, the old man finally let out a long breath, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

He went to the lakeside, found a blue stone, sat cross-legged, and held a shiny roasted chicken leg in his left hand while raising a wine pot in his right hand and tilting his head back to drink.

The liquor dripped down his neck, but he didn't care. He took a big bite of chicken and drank it down with the strong liquor, thoroughly enjoying himself.

"hey-hey……"

"Tonight's fine weather and beautiful scenery are left for my dear son-in-law to enjoy to his heart's content."

"By tomorrow morning, I will have mastered that earth-shattering sword intent!"

"At that time, who cares about being the number one evil emperor or a martial arts legend? Under my blade, they'll all be nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs! Hahahaha!"

"Hahaha..."

The night breeze was cool, but it couldn't dispel the wild laughter echoing through the woods.

His rough, loud voice, brimming with undisguised greed and expectation, shattered the cool night air, sounding particularly jarring.

Inside the bamboo hut, red candles burned brightly, their flickering light flowing freely across the walls, bathing this small space in a soft, hazy glow.

The dragon and phoenix wedding candles occasionally crackled with a crisp "pop," making the large red "double happiness" characters pasted on the window frame appear even more vibrant and lifelike.

In the second dream, she was dressed in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, sitting upright by the bed, her hands tightly twisting the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

Even now, she seemed to be floating in the clouds, her mind in a daze.

This sudden marriage was like a bizarre and absurd dream, coming too fast and too suddenly, catching her off guard and making her unable to believe that it was all real.

So...she's getting married?

Did she marry Brother Jiang, the man she had longed for day and night?

Amidst my chaotic thoughts, the soft footsteps stopped in front of me.

Without a word, the veil obscuring her vision was directly lifted off by a slender hand.

Suddenly, the view brightened, and Jiang Chen's handsome face became clear.

The flickering candlelight and the fiery red robes complemented each other, and the dim yellow light made him appear even more handsome and dashing, like a banished immortal descending to earth, untouched by the dust of the mortal world.

"Dream."

The gentle call was as warm and soothing as a spring breeze caressing the willows, melting away the last trace of fear in my heart.

Jiang Chen sat down on the side of the couch, stretched out his long arm, and domineeringly and naturally pulled that slightly stiff body into his arms.

A sudden tightness around her waist, a warm sensation seeping through her clothes, caused Second Dream's delicate body to tremble violently, her already flushed face instantly burning to the roots of her ears.

He felt a surge of scalding heat rush to his head, and even his breathing was disrupted by this sudden intimacy.

She lowered her head in a panic, her eyes darting around, her fingers gripping the brocade quilt beneath her tightly, not daring to look up into those captivating eyes.

Why aren't you saying anything?

A warm breath brushed past my ear, carrying a slightly tingling, itchy sensation.

Jiang Chen's thin lips curved slightly, his tone languid and playful.

"What? You're having second thoughts?"

"No...no!" Upon hearing this, Second Dream panicked and, without thinking, abruptly looked up and blurted out.

"I do! I... I've always dreamed of marrying Brother Jiang!"

The lingering sound still echoed on her lips and teeth, but the belated shyness was like oil being poured on a raging fire, instantly sweeping over her limbs and bones.

Realizing her slip of the tongue, she felt her blood rush to her head, and a wave of shame washed over her. She wished she could instantly turn into a speck of dust and disappear completely into the depths of the warm, red-candle-lit bedchamber.

How embarrassing!

What...what nonsense am I spouting?!

The girl's reserve was completely lost at this moment!

Seeing her shy and adorable demeanor, like a begonia intoxicated by the sun, Jiang Chen's smile deepened.

Fingertips gently traced the woman's burning cheeks, finally resting on her lips, their words filled with tenderness:

"If you're willing, then what are you afraid of?"

"I..." Second Dream gently bit her red lips, her beautiful eyes darting around as if she had a thousand words to say, but in the end, they all turned into a soft, sweet whisper.

"I just feel...like a dream. Just two hours ago, Father wanted to kill you, and now...we're already husband and wife. It all...has happened so fast, Meng'er really can't process it."

This rollercoaster of emotions, both joy and sorrow, was indeed too rapid and too fast.

It was so fast it made my heart race, so fast it was like a mirage, shattering at the slightest touch.

"Hurry up?"

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, a wicked and arrogant smile curving his lips, and suddenly moved closer.

With his arms braced against the side of the bed, he held the delicate woman firmly beneath him like a cage, his unfathomable eyes gazing straight into her heart.

"Whether it's killing or saving someone, once you've identified the right target, you must act swiftly."

He slowly lowered his body, his dark hair falling down and intertwining with hers.

His warm breath brushed against her delicate collarbone, sending shivers down her spine, and his deep voice possessed a bewitching magic.

"But this wedding night...must be slowed down, savored, and carefully considered."

"what?"

In the second dream, her eyelashes trembled wildly, her mind a complete blank; how could she possibly understand the unspoken meaning?

What does "a steady, continuous flow" mean?

What should we grind next?

Seeing her dazed and confused look, Jiang Chen's smile deepened.

He didn't rush to answer her question, but instead gently lifted a strand of her hair with his fingertips, and by the flickering candlelight, murmured aloud:

"This beautiful night is worth a thousand pieces of gold; how can I bear to be disturbed by such a lovely lady? I wish to find a soulmate to grow old with, to be true to both Buddha and my own heart."

Upon hearing this, the second dream's heartstrings trembled violently.

Wish to be one-hearted, Baishou will not separate.

These words and phrases struck the depths of her heart like a heavy hammer, stirring up countless ripples.

Her beautiful eyes were misty with tears, and a thousand tender feelings welled up in her heart. She was completely captivated as she looked at the man before her.

So deeply in love, Jiang Chen lightly flicked his fingertips, letting them slide down to the waist of the person in his arms, slowly and deliberately untying the brocade belt.

The intricate cloud-like dress scattered layer upon layer like flower petals. The sound of the fabric rubbing together was faint, yet exceptionally clear in the stillness. Each sound seemed to pound on Second Dream's heart, causing her delicate body to tremble even more.

As her clothes grew looser, Jiang Chen gave her no further chance to speak.

Amidst the crackling of red candles, she bowed her head to seal the curtains, pressing all the enchanting spring scenery of the night deep into the rolling red waves of the bed curtains.

The brocade quilt billowed like waves, unable to conceal the springtime atmosphere filling the room.

Jiang Chen's offensive was as fiery as fire, instantly burning away the woman's last remaining clarity of mind.

In her confused state, Second Dream clung to the man's back on instinct, her arms wrapped tightly around him like a drowning person grasping at a single piece of driftwood, drifting with the tide in a raging sea of ​​desire.

The bamboo bed, unable to bear the weight, creaked and groaned. The red candlelight danced wildly, casting the silhouettes of the two people entangled in a life-or-death struggle onto the four walls, as if they were in a frenzy.

The moonlight outside the window was like water, its clear radiance spreading everywhere.

The lush bamboo grove seemed to know the boundless spring scenery inside the house, trembling gently in the wind, its branches and leaves rustling softly as if concealing the newlyweds, or perhaps softly singing, together creating a breathtaking melody.

Inside, the candlelight flickered red, and spring was in full bloom; this night was destined to be long and enchanting.

As the sun rises in the east, the morning light filters through the gaps in the bamboo window, casting dappled shadows.

The room was a mess of red brocade quilts, silently telling the story of last night's intoxicating and passionate lovemaking.

As Di Ermeng was about to get up, a wave of soreness and weakness washed over her, as if her body had fallen apart.

A sense of languor seeped into her very bones, leaving her unable to muster even the slightest strength to lift a finger.

Turning my head, I saw that the person next to me was still fast asleep.

Having shed the domineering and ruthless demeanor he displayed during the day, Jiang Chen's brows were now relaxed, revealing a rare gentle and serene demeanor.

"You bad guy..."

She gently traced the man's handsome features with her fingertips, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.

The past has faded away like smoke. From this day forward, she will no longer be the melancholy woman in the Broken Heart Residence, filled with anxiety and resentment.

Hold your hand and grow old together.

This was her greatest wish in life.

Just as they were enjoying their tender moment, a jarring shout suddenly rang out from outside the door, making the paper windows rattle loudly:

"Hey!! The sun's already high in the sky! How long are you going to sleep?!"

"Get up right now!! I still need to learn sword intent!!"

"Hurry up! Stop dawdling!!"

Upon hearing this series of thunderous shouts, Second Dream trembled in fright and quickly pushed the man beside her:

"Brother Jiang... wake up... Father's calling from outside..."

Jiang Chen lazily opened his eyes, glanced at the frightened little rabbit in his arms, and a helpless smile appeared on his lips.

He casually kissed the woman's forehead, but his large hand wandered unruly under the quilt, roaming freely over her snow-white skin, causing the beauty in his arms to tremble slightly.

"Ignore him, go back to sleep."

"No, that won't work..."

Second Dream blushed and broke free from his embrace, pleading softly:

"You know Dad's temper. If you keep him waiting, he might throw a tantrum. Good brother, get up quickly..."

The woman in his arms had pleading eyes, and her voice was so soft and sweet that it made one's heart tremble.

Jiang Chen could not persuade her otherwise, so he had no choice but to put on his clothes and get up.

That's it.

Since you've taken someone's precious daughter, you have to give them something in return.

As for that so-called "earth-shattering sword intent"...

What is the supreme path for others is nothing more than a trivial skill that he can easily master.

Since my father-in-law is so eager to learn, then...

I'll just teach you a couple of tricks.