In the Zhou imperial palace, Xiao Mo had already changed into the groom’s attire.

This set of clothing had been designed by Yan Ruxue.

In Xiao Mo’s view, he should have been wearing this outfit long ago.

Only, far too many things had happened.

And so it had been delayed until now.

After the palace maids finished helping Xiao Mo into his wedding garments, Sili, standing to the side, looked at Xiao Mo and her eyes shimmered with crystalline light.

To Sili, her master had always been extremely good-looking.

Now that her master had changed into a groom’s outfit, there was even more of an air of youthful vigor about him.

Only, what made Sili feel regret was that the person her master would be taking in this groom’s outfit was someone else, not her.

“Forget it. It’s a small matter. Let those two mortal women take advantage of the name first. As long as I deal with that Ten Thousand Swords Sect master, I can cultivate in dual practice with my master without restraint, and I can take my master away at any time.”

Sili comforted herself in her heart.

“Si Li? Si Li? Si Li!”

“Your Majesty...”

Just as Sili was lost in thought, Xiao Mo called her several times. Only then did Sili come back to herself.

“We’re getting ready to leave the palace. What are you spacing out for?” Xiao Mo asked.

“Please forgive me, Your Majesty.” Sili lowered her head and bowed. “This servant only feels that Your Majesty looks far too handsome in this wedding attire. I wonder which master crafted it—truly impressive.”

“This wedding attire...” Xiao Mo spread his arms and looked down at the groom’s outfit he was wearing. “Yan Miss made it. Yan Miss truly is Great Zhou’s number one talented woman. She really is clever and skillful.” 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

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Hearing Her Majesty’s answer, a strange color flashed through Sili’s eyes. But she did not reveal it. She only smiled and said, “So that’s how it is. The noble consort truly is a woman rare in this world.”

“She is indeed extremely rare.” Xiao Mo smiled and nodded. He did not say more to Sili and walked out of the sleeping palace. “Let’s go. It’s about time for the auspicious hour.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.” Sili hurried to follow behind Xiao Mo.

But soon, Sili remembered something. She lifted her head and looked at Xiao Mo’s profile. “Your Majesty, the two noble consorts—which one are we going to fetch first?”

During the time Sili had been in the palace, she had fully understood Xiao Mo’s situation.

Whether it was Yan Ruxue, the Minister of Rites’ daughter, or Qin Mujiu, the eldest princess of Qin, their standing in the rear palace was the same.

Their rank was the same: “noble consort,” the highest among the five consorts.

But because of Zhou custom, even if an emperor took a wife, as long as it was a proper, formally arranged marriage, he had to personally go to receive the bride.

The problem was—which one would her master marry first?

It looked like a small question, but in truth it concerned the face of Qin and the Yan family.

“You don’t need to worry about that.” Xiao Mo said with a smile. “The Ministry of Rites has been running around busy for exactly this—to come up with a procedure that satisfies everyone. They’ve prepared it already.”

As Xiao Mo’s words fell, he walked down the steps, and his voice entered Sili’s ears:

“Of course we’ll fetch both noble consorts together.”

“Huh?”

Sili’s eyes blinked and blinked, doubting whether she had heard wrong.

Two people?

Together?

*****

The demon-race world, the Nine-Tails Kingdom imperial palace.

Inside a sleeping palace, the ruler of the Nine-Tails Kingdom lay sideways on a soft couch with her eyes closed, her fair palm propping up her head. Nine long tails swayed in the air like silk.

The woman’s snow-white hair fell over her shoulders, reaching past a willow-slim waist that could be encircled in one grasp, fitting her graceful figure perfectly.

A pair of snow-white fox ears seemed to merge into her hair, like beast-ear ornaments.

Beneath a snow-white long dress, the woman’s chest rose and fell.

Because she was lying on her side, her already enchanting figure looked even more exaggerated.

Below that was her tightened, flat lower abdomen.

Continuing downward, there were again undulating curves like mountain ridges.

Then came the woman’s fair, delicate legs beneath the hem of her dress.

Her legs revealed a touch of pale whiteness through the slightly parted skirt, like mutton-fat jade carved and polished, pressed together and intertwined.

Following those flawless long legs downward, where two smooth lines met, there were her ankles.

When morning light cut obliquely through the window lattice and fell upon her ankles, it was not the cold white of porcelain, but a white like first snow dropped into warm water. Beneath it, faint bluish veins showed in quiet stillness. Her ankle bones rose just so, like pearl buttons hidden in velvet—round, yet not ostentatious, turning light into gentle edges.

The insteps of her feet were slightly taut, and the arch from sole to heel traced a perfect curve, pale with a faint blush.

Her toes were like pearls, like white rice soaked full of water droplets—something that, once seen, made one want to scoop them up in a bowl, as if afraid they would fall to the ground and soil the food.

“Your Majesty.”

A cat-eared woman entered the bedchamber and bowed.

The ruler of the Nine-Tails Kingdom slowly opened her eyes. Those fox-like eyes were alluring by nature—so much so that even a woman, seeing them, would feel as if her soul might be hooked away.

“How is it?” the ruler of the Nine-Tails Kingdom asked the maid.

“Reporting to Your Majesty.” the cat-eared maid replied. “Today is the great joyful day of the ruler of Zhou. We have already agreed to help the Ten Thousand Swords Sect master refine the Three Lives, Three Worlds Pill. As for our conditions, they have already been conveyed by Qiuye to that sect master. It’s just that we don’t know whether she will agree.”

“She will agree.” A trace of displeasure flashed in the ruler of the Nine-Tails Kingdom’s eyes, but she quickly suppressed it. “Even if I don’t say it, she will do it. That stubborn woman—she has always been stubborn, from start to finish!”

The cat-eared maid named Dingdang’s eyes turned lightly, as if she wanted to speak but hesitated.

In the end, after hesitating for a long time, Dingdang still asked, “Your Majesty, Zhou is only a tiny country. What is special about that ruler of Zhou? Why are even you, Your Majesty, so concerned?”

“This is not something you can ask.” The ruler of the Nine-Tails Kingdom coldly glanced at the cat-eared maid.

An endless pressure instantly bore down on her.

Dingdang immediately knelt and said in panic, “This servant misspoke. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!”

“There won’t be a second time.” The ruler of the Nine-Tails Kingdom withdrew her spiritual pressure and said flatly, “Go. Do what you are supposed to do.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Maid Dingdang hurriedly stood up, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and retreated from the sleeping palace.

After the maid left, only the ruler of the Nine-Tails Kingdom remained in the room.

The woman raised her head, her gaze passing over the window edge as she looked into the distance.

That was the direction of the Ten Thousand Arts world.

“You’re getting married? You really are ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) getting married...”

Killing intent flashed in the ruler of the Nine-Tails Kingdom’s fox eyes.

In her heart, the image of a Daoist surfaced.

“Don’t worry. This time, I’ll still kill you!”

“Just like last time!”