195: Chapter 195 Shouldn't we consummate our marriage?

Chen Yan stared at the eye-catching red text on the System panel: "System's thoughtful reminder: Host, you can now safely 'hehehe'..."

The corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Pah!

You dog System, you're not human!

You just love to watch the world burn, don't you?

It didn't even give him a bridal chamber guide, yet it dared to egg him on to assault his Revered Master?

He looked up at Leng Qingshuang in his arms.

Crystal teardrops still hung from the corners of her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her red lips were parted as she sobbed.

At this moment, she looked as fragile as a white lotus battered by a storm.

Chen Yan's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard several times.

In his mind, however, eight hundred segments of lewd thoughts had already flashed by.

"But... hehehe, the System said I can safely 'hehehe' now. Does that mean I can... ahem, right now?"

"No, no! Chen Yan, you're a human being! Father-in-law's remnant soul just vanished. If I make a move now, wouldn't that be a bit too beastly?"

"But... but Revered Master's favorability toward me is maxed out! And she's right here in my arms!"

"She's so soft and fragrant, who could possibly resist?! If I don't do anything, wouldn't I be worse than a beast?"

"Maybe I should wait a little longer? I'll wait until Revered Master's emotions stabilize before I act?"

"But her delicate expression right now is just too tempting. She looks like a pear blossom bathed in rain—so pitiful that I just want to bully her..."

"Dammit! How can I be so wicked? It's all the fault of this evil System!"

"Charge! Hesitation leads to defeat! The Rebellious Disciple who assaults his Revered Master shall become famous in this battle!"

Chen Yan's heart struggled wildly, but on the surface, he still maintained an expression of heartache for his Revered Master.

He raised his hand and gently patted Leng Qingshuang's back, murmuring words of comfort.

"Revered Master, don't be sad. Father-in-law passed away peacefully."

"He's watching us from the heavens; he surely wouldn't want to see you crying like this."

Yet his eyes were honestly glued to Leng Qingshuang's reddened eyes and slightly parted lips.

Leng Qingshuang was originally immersed in grief, but hearing those lewd thoughts in Chen Yan's mind, her entire body froze.

Dammit!

Although she knew she could no longer leave this Rebellious Disciple, every time she heard his inner thoughts, she still couldn't help but want to strangle him!

Who is your "Father-in-law"?

What do you mean "soft and fragrant, who could resist"?

What do you mean "pear blossom in the rain... so pitiful... want to bully her"?

Just what is inside your head!

Leng Qingshuang was both ashamed and angry, which actually chased away her earlier fragility.

However, she didn't push Chen Yan away. Instead, she subconsciously shrank further into his arms, her fingertips tightly clutching his lapel.

Even she didn't realize how obvious her dependence on this Rebellious Disciple was at this moment.

Chen Yan looked down at the crown of Leng Qingshuang's head and suddenly reached out to gently hold his Revered Master's hand.

"Revered Master."

Leng Qingshuang looked up at him with teary eyes.

Chen Yan smiled, pointing toward where Feng Ming had dissipated, then toward the Law of Wind swirling above the Secret Realm.

His tone became unusually serious.

"The Feng Clan Ancestors are watching, and your father is here as well. Why don't we hold a simple ceremony right here?"

Leng Qingshuang was stunned, not yet realizing what kind of ceremony the Rebellious Disciple was talking about.

Then she saw Chen Yan drop to his knees with a thud.

He took Leng Qingshuang's hand, their fingers intertwining, and said affectionately:

"Though there are no red candles or guests, we shall take Heaven and Earth as our witness and let the Feng Clan Ancestors be our matchmakers."

Chen Yan looked at Leng Qingshuang with deep devotion, his eyes filled with tenderness:

"Revered Master, Leng Qingshuang, are you willing to be Chen Yan's Dao Companion?"

"In this life, the next life, and the life after that—for all eternity, never to part, sharing life and death together!"

Leng Qingshuang looked at the Rebellious Disciple, completely dazed.

Seeing Chen Yan's serious eyes, her nose suddenly felt sore. With tears still hanging from her lashes, she couldn't help but smile.

This Rebellious Disciple.

Even a proposal is so improper.

He doesn't even have a token of love; he's trying to get something for nothing!

But...

She looked at the irrepressible nervousness, expectation, and overflowing love in Chen Yan's eyes.

She suddenly felt that the Rebellious Disciple himself was more precious than any token!

Her face turned crimson as she lightly bit her lip and whispered a soft "Mhm."

Chen Yan's eyes instantly lit up. He jumped up and swept his Revered Master into a bridal carry.

Holding his Revered Master, he spun around in circles with joy!

"Hahaha! It's done! Revered Master has agreed to be my Dao Companion!"

"From now on, Leng Qingshuang is Chen Yan's Dao Companion!"

"Revered Master, I love you to death!"

Leng Qingshuang wrapped one arm around his neck while shyly pounding his chest with her other hand.

"Rebellious Disciple! Are you still calling me Revered Master? Don't you know to change how you address me?"

Chen Yan suddenly chuckled mischievously, intentionally leaning in to blow air into her ear.

"What do you want me to call you? Wife? Madam? Or... my Lady?"

"But none of those are as exciting as calling you 'Revered Master'~"

"In public, you are the Sword Sovereign and I am the Disciple. In private, you are my wife and I am your husband!"

"Who could resist such a contrast!"

Leng Qingshuang's face turned completely red from his lewd words. She raised her hand to hit him: "Pah! You pervert!"

But her jade-like hand was caught by Chen Yan.

He looked down at his Revered Master's flawless, shy, and spring-like face. With a surge of strength in his arms, he pulled her closer.

Without giving her a chance to speak, he lowered his head and kissed her directly!

Whoosh~ Whoosh~

Inside the Secret Realm, the Law of Wind seemed to have gained a spirit of its own.

A gentle breeze lightly swirled around their robes.

The surrounding wind-attribute Spiritual Qi also seemed to become warm and sweet.

Chen Yan's kiss was fierce and urgent, as if he wanted to pour out all the love in his heart.

Leng Qingshuang struggled for a moment, but then, with a blushing face, she closed her eyes and responded both clumsily and proactively.

Her hands unconsciously climbed up to Chen Yan's neck.

Their two soft tongues intertwined and danced between their teeth.

Heavy breathing echoed between them.

Rising and falling, one after another...

It was unknown how much time had passed.

Only then did the two reluctantly separate.

Chen Yan looked at his Revered Master in his arms, who was flushed and had gone soft as water.

His heart nearly melted.

Leng Qingshuang leaned against his chest, her blushing face buried deep in his embrace, listening to his powerful heartbeat.

The flush on her face showed no signs of fading, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito's buzz.

"You... you must take responsibility for me in the future..."

Chen Yan lowered his head to kiss her forehead, his voice serious and affectionate:

"Don't worry, Wife. I will certainly not fail you!"

Leng Qingshuang looked up at him, her eyes seductive and full of tenderness.

Rebellious Disciple~

You changed how you addressed me so naturally; you finally got your wish!

I don't even know when I fell for your sweet words!

In the future, I hope I won't be bullied to exhaustion by you~

Chen Yan had no idea what his Revered Master was thinking.

Seeing her charming appearance, his restless hands began to wander around Leng Qingshuang's waist.

He lowered his head and whispered into her ear:

"Wife~ since we have already become Dao Companions and have the status of husband and wife..."

"In that case, shouldn't we perform the Rites of Zhou?"