Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 567 - 286: Ex-Wife Appears, Wedding Turns Shocking, Qingchen’s Dark Transformation_2

Chapter 567: Chapter 286: Ex-Wife Appears, Wedding Turns Shocking, Qingchen’s Dark Transformation_2

It attracted countless passersby to stop and admire, marveling in appreciation.

Ran Qingchen occasionally lifted the corner of her red veil quietly, peering through the slit of the palanquin curtains, gazing at her valorous and unconstrained husband, her eyes brimming with happiness and tenderness.

The woman was utterly convinced that she was the happiest woman in the world at that moment.

Especially when she saw the women by the roadside, looking at her husband with eyes full of burning admiration, Ran Qingchen felt quite pleased with herself, and the shadows that the hallucinations had brought to her boudoir were swept away.

After the procession concluded, the couple returned to the Ran estate and formally started the wedding ceremony.

Yan Changqing indeed kept his promise and sat in a seat of honor as an elder from Jiang Shouzhong’s side.

When the crowd learned that this man was the esteemed Sword Demon, any previous contempt or disdain for Jiang Shouzhong vanished in an instant, replaced by envy and awe.

Those who had initially thought a beautiful flower was stuck in cow dung dared not mock any longer.

Er Liang, dressed in a beautiful little dress, bustled about as a maid for Jiang Shouzhong, constantly looking at her master, the bridegroom, with a joyous smile that barely ceased.

Jiang Yi also appeared at the wedding feast.

The four women of spring, summer, autumn, and winter had varying expressions in face to this joyous scene.

Chun Yu looked envious, Xia He’s gaze was gentle, Qiuye appeared quietly worried, Dong Xue purely curious, pulling Leng Jing’s hand, the two maids chattered about something.

As soon as the chosen auspicious moment arrived, the wedding officially commenced.

A master of ceremonies in a red robe, holding a wooden mallet, shouted loudly, "The auspicious time has arrived, the new couple is respectfully invited to take their places!"

Drums and music sounded in an instant, and the bridegroom and bride appeared before everyone.

The entire scene turned solemn in an instant.

"What’s wrong?"

Jiang Shouzhong keenly sensed that Ran Qingchen’s hands were trembling slightly and asked in a low voice.

It hurt!

Excruciating pain struck the woman’s heart again!

Ran Qingchen didn’t understand what was happening, but she didn’t want such an abnormal condition to ruin her wedding. She desperately suppressed the pain and tried to speak in a calm tone,

"It’s nothing...just too nervous."

She glanced unconsciously at the guests and saw no sign of her sister-in-law Qu Hongling, feeling a sense of loss.

Jiang Shouzhong chuckled softly, gently grasping her cold, sweaty hand, and spoke softly, "Actually, I’m even more nervous than you."

Feeling the warmth of the man’s palm, her trembling hand gradually stabilized.

Ran Qingchen chuckled softly, "I thought you weren’t nervous."

Jiang Shouzhong playfully joked, "Of course I was nervous. During the parade, so many women were looking at me. I was really afraid someone stunning would suddenly appear and whisk me away."

"Show-off."

Ran Qingchen let out a charming reprimand.

Yet, the man’s playful words also relieved much of the pain in her heart.

"What did Nan Shuang say when you went to see her yesterday?" Ran Qingchen asked curiously.

Just as Jiang Shouzhong was about to answer, the master of ceremonies suddenly shouted:

"Bow to heaven and earth~~"

The couple quickly let go of their hands, stood up straight, and respectfully performed the kneeling ceremony.

"Bow to the high hall~~"

They rose, knelt again before Old Madam Ran and Yan Changqing, completed their kowtows, then took over the cups of tea brought by Jinxiu to start offering tea.

"Grandmother, please drink tea."

Jiang Shouzhong generously lifted the tea cup and offered it to Old Madam Ran.

The old lady’s face bloomed with smiles, her wrinkles unfolding as she eagerly accepted the tea cup, repeatedly expressing her approval.

Whereas Ran Qingchen, facing her idol Sword Demon, even though she was veiled by the red cover, still started to feel nervous, her voice trembling a bit as she spoke, "Master... Master, please drink tea..."

Yan Changqing took the tea cup with a smile.

Looking at the bride before him, the Sword Demon, who had wandered the Jianghu for half his life, suddenly felt sentimental.

He never thought that one day, he would be offered tea in the capacity of an elder.

Regrettably, the daughter he missed the most still lingered in his thoughts.

But regardless, having taken Jiang Mo as his disciple wasn’t a loss at all. Although the disciple’s talent was mediocre, the women around him were each more talented than the last.

Er Liang, Que’er, and now his disciple’s wife...

Especially this disciple’s wife, who was the daughter of Sword Immortal.

Yan Changqing swallowed the tea, expressing some regret: "It’s a pity I never got to witness Sword Immortal Jiang Wan’s mightiest sword."

As the words left his mouth, Yan Changqing suddenly realized he had spoken out of turn.

After all, mentioning the deceased mother on such a joyful day was somewhat inappropriate.

Fortunately, Ran Qingchen didn’t mind, and instead, relieved by Yan Changqing’s words, she laughed, "My mother’s sword manual is with me, and if Master is willing to teach, Qingchen believes she can master the mightiest sword."

Yan Changqing paused, then chuckled softly: "You girl, just like Jiang Mo, always so cunning."

After the tea offering, the master of ceremonies continued to shout:

"The couple face each other~~"

The couple stood up, facing each other.

Bang!

Just then, with a loud bang, the sky suddenly burst into a magnificent shower of flowers.

Countless petals, like fairy flowers scattered from heaven, fluttered down slowly, forming a splendid tapestry that covered the entire estate, adding a layer of dreamlike color to the joyous occasion.

In the sky, several white cranes flew low over the sea of flowers, leaving behind series of crisp and melodious calls, like heavenly music.

Following that, numerous red silk ribbons fell from the sky, as dazzling as rainbows...

They bore many congratulatory phrases.

The attendees, stunned by this grand spectacle, were left speechless.

"Hong has come to congratulate sister, wishing sister and brother-in-law a hundred years of good harmony, forever united in heart..."

As the crowd came to their senses, a red-clothed maiden on a white crane, wearing a bamboo hat, slender in form appeared.

Hong?

The people murmured quietly among themselves, speculating the identity of the newcomer.

Jiang Shouzhong, who had a smile at the corner of his mouth and a gentle light in his eyes, froze the instant he heard the voice, his smile abruptly stopping as if he was spellbound.