294: Chapter 294 Wedding Night

The wedding banquet began.

Cups and chopsticks clashed amidst a cacophony of laughter and chatter.

Lin Yun was surrounded by a crowd offering toasts; cup after cup, his face grew flushed from the wine.

He was a Fifth-Order Perfection Martial Artist, so alcohol had no effect on him, yet he still drank happily.

Today was his big day; no matter how much he drank, he wouldn't get drunk.

Hua Caili sat in the bridal chamber, covered by her Red Bridal Veil, waiting quietly.

She could hear the commotion outside and Lin Yun's laughter.

She wondered when he would come in.

As she thought about it, her face turned red.

As soon as the banquet ended, Su Yingxue pulled the other women along and walked quickly toward the master bedroom.

“Quick, quick, quick!” Su Yingxue urged. “We can't miss a single detail!”

Qiao Feifei ran behind her: “Coming, coming!”

The others hurriedly followed.

A large group of people charged into the master bedroom.

The door was closed.

The windows were drawn.

The equipment was taken out.

Even though it had been a few years since they last did this, no one felt out of practice.

They had performed this process so many times that they could do it with their eyes closed.

The Virtual Projection Device was turned on.

Su Yingxue entered the password and tapped the screen.

Hum.

A virtual projection unfolded in the center of the room.

The image showed a festive bridal chamber decorated for the occasion.

Large red wedding candles were burning, their light flickering.

By the edge of the bed sat a figure in a wedding dress, her face hidden by a Red Bridal Veil.

The group's enthusiasm reached an unprecedented high.

On one hand, it had been too long, and they were bursting with anticipation.

On the other hand, he was marrying the Ninth Princess this time—the strongest woman in the Qilin Kingdom, an existence they had looked up to for years.

The door opened.

Lin Yun walked in.

He was dressed in bright red wedding robes, his posture upright and his steps steady.

He closed the door and turned to look at the bride sitting on the edge of the bed.

The Red Bridal Veil obscured her face, leaving only her exquisite figure visible.

Lin Yun walked over, taking each step slowly.

It wasn't nervousness; he just didn't want to rush.

He wanted to slowly savor this moment.

Since the first time he met her on Minglu Planet, several years had already passed.

In those few years, he had gone from a Second-Order minor Martial Artist to a Fifth-Order Perfection powerhouse, traveling from Minglu Planet to Qilin Planet.

Finally, he had arrived before her.

Lin Yun reached out and gently lifted the Red Bridal Veil.

In the master bedroom, everyone held their breath.

The Red Bridal Veil fell away.

In an instant, a face of world-shaking beauty was revealed without reservation.

Brows like distant misty mountains, eyes like autumn waters hiding stars, skin as lustrous as jade, and a gentle, moving gaze.

The pearls on the Phoenix Crown hung before her forehead, swaying gently with her breath.

Beautiful.

Too beautiful.

So beautiful it took one's breath away.

Lin Yun was dazed.

He had seen Hua Caili many times.

He had seen her on the battlefield, at banquets, and in gardens.

He had seen her in battle armor, in long dresses, with her hair down, and in full formal attire.

But he had never seen her wearing a wedding dress.

A bright red wedding dress and a golden Phoenix Crown.

She sat there like a blooming peony, elegant, luxurious, and peerlessly beautiful.

Hua Caili looked at him with a smile.

Though she was shy, a thousand years in a high position allowed her to remain composed.

She was the Ninth Princess, a ruler of the Empire who had seen countless storms; she wouldn't lose her composure over a small wedding ceremony.

“Have you seen enough?” she asked softly, seeing Lin Yun staring.

Lin Yun snapped back to reality: “I can never see enough.”

Hua Caili's face flushed slightly, but she quickly returned to normal.

She reached out her hand to him.

Lin Yun took her hand and led her to the table.

On the table sat a wine pot and two silver cups; the pot contained aged Nu'er Hong.

Lin Yun poured the wine.

Hua Caili picked up one cup, and Lin Yun picked up the other.

The two looked at each other, their eyes filled only with one another.

“Caili,” Lin Yun called her name softly.

“Mhm.”

“You are truly beautiful.”

Their arms intertwined as they drained their cups in a nuptial toast.

The liquid went down their throats, warm and sweet, matching their current mood.

Lin Yun set down his cup, unable to hold back any longer.

He stepped forward, put his arm around her waist, and lowered his head to kiss her.

Hua Caili closed her eyes, her hands climbing onto his shoulders as she responded.

In the master bedroom, the crowd watched this scene, each one too excited to speak.

In the bridal chamber, the kiss lasted a long time before they pulled apart.

Lin Yun rested his forehead against Hua Caili's, their breaths intertwining and their auras blending.

“Do you remember the first time we met?” Hua Caili asked softly.

The two reminisced about the past.

From their first meeting, to the banquet at the Imperial Star, to introducing Liuli, then introducing Xiaoxiao and Yaoguang, to their sparring matches, and finally to today's wedding.

Every scene was vivid, every word etched in memory.

A few years was neither too long nor too short, but it was enough for two people to go from strangers to acquaintances, and from acquaintances to intimacy.

Hua Caili leaned into his embrace and said softly:

“I introduced Liuli to you because I wanted her to step onto the path of Martial Arts through your Fertility Holy Body.”

“Later, I introduced Xiaoxiao and Yaoguang to you to verify the effects of the Fertility Holy Body.”

“And then, I myself... got pulled in too.”

She paused and smiled:

“The world is truly unpredictable. I never thought I would marry you too.”

...

In the master bedroom, the listeners sighed with emotion.

Su Yingxue leaned on Shen Youqing's shoulder, her eyes reddening: “The Ninth Princess... has finally married Husband.”

Shen Youqing said: “Yes, she finally married him.”

Qiao Feifei wiped away tears: “The Ninth Princess is so gentle; she's completely different from usual.”

Zhao Yiyi nodded: “Indeed, she's usually so cold and aloof, but now she's like a delicate woman.”

Bai Lulu smiled: “Women in love are all like this.”

Qiao Shiyu glanced at her: “You were the same back then.”

Bai Lulu replied: “Weren't you the same?”

Qu Yanran held Hua Liuli; neither spoke, just quietly watching the projection.

Hua Liuli's eyes were red.

Her sister had married her husband; she was very happy.

Very happy.

Wang Shuyao and Wang Yulan exchanged a look, both seeing the sentiment in each other's eyes.

The Ninth Princess, the strongest woman in the Qilin Kingdom, had also become their sister.

Finally, the sweet talk came to an end.

It was time for business.

Lin Yun carried Hua Caili to the bed.

The candlelight flickered, and their shadows overlapped on the wall.

Hua Caili took a deep breath, reached out, and gently unbuttoned Lin Yun's clothes.

Her movements were slow and steady.

There was no girlish shyness, no wedding night nerves.

Her face held a smile, her eyes held a light, and her entire being radiated a queenly aura.

It wasn't an act; a thousand years in a high position was etched into her very bones.

...

...

In the master bedroom, everyone was beyond excited.

The Ninth Princess's queen-like performance stunned them all.

The Ninth Princess was truly the Ninth Princess.

That night, the lights in both rooms stayed on until dawn.

In the master bedroom, the group watched in fascination, losing track of time.

In the bridal chamber, Lin Yun and Hua Caili forgot everything else, focusing only on each other.

The candlelight danced on the wall, casting their overlapping shadows.