Ling Shu got into the bridal sedan.
The journey from the sleeping chamber to the Demon Emperor Court wasn’t long, but she felt as if a whole day had passed.
Because every minute and every second was agony.
"We’ve arrived at the Demon Emperor Palace."
With a gentle sigh from Liu Li outside the sedan, Ling Shu lowered the red veil.
Calmly stepping down from the sedan, under Liu Li’s guidance, she walked step by step to the Demon Emperor Palace.
She counted the bluestone bricks on the ground, one, two, three...
Until a pair of black boots appeared in her sight.
She knew her fate was sealed at this moment.
"Ling Shu, after the ceremony, you will be my thirty-seventh concubine."
"I will treat you well."
Listening to the Demon Emperor’s deep voice, Ling Shu painfully closed her eyes.
The Demon Emperor looked at the girl in red before him, her graceful figure, his eyes filled with heat and greed.
He saw the shadow of Concubine Yunxia in Ling Shu.
The same extraordinary talent, the same exceptional intelligence, the same excellence.
Excellence that makes one want to possess her, to enjoy her alone.
Others can only envy, can only watch.
He relished the feeling of being able to dominate all beautiful things.
Tonight, whatever he didn’t vent on Concubine Yunxia, Ling Shu had to endure.
He would fiercely, forcefully possess her!
"In that case, let the wedding begin."
With a dignified order given, the officiant began to chant loudly:
"Bow to heaven and earth!"
The Demon Emperor and Ling Shu turned to face the outside of the grand hall, bowing towards the sky.
Sky Demon Emperor was about to rise.
A clap of Shocking Thunder suddenly exploded over the Demon Emperor Court.
"No need to bow!"
"Approval from heaven and earth won’t do, you must ask me first!"
Whoosh!
A boy in black appeared in the grand hall, surrounded by Thunder Breath.
The powerful Thunder Breath swept across, overturning many tables and chairs, igniting them, billowing thick smoke.
High-hanging lanterns, windows adorned with the word "joy," and red scarves were all set ablaze.
The joyful Demon Emperor Palace, in an instant, plunged into a sea of fire, chaotic.
"Jiang Fan?"
The Demon Emperor sharply raised his head, and upon seeing the person before him, his pupils quivered.
He didn’t expect Jiang Fan to actually come, and have the audacity to come!
Moreover.
Wasn’t Jiang Fan’s cultivation abolished by him?
"How has your cultivation recovered?"
The Demon Emperor showed surprise and suspicion.
Even the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion Master would find it difficult to restore a person’s cultivation.
Jiang Fan didn’t answer him.
Instead, he looked at the bride gently trembling.
He smiled and teased, "Why are you silently getting married?"
"Don’t you want me to accompany you to the borderlands for horse herding?"
Ling Shu’s charming eyes widened greatly; she couldn’t see, but that long-lost voice, she recognized with just one word.
"I want to... I’ve been thinking about it every day... but you never came to pick me up, you never came..."
Large teardrops slid down her cheeks, silently falling.
Her choked voice was filled with joy, grievance, and a hint of laughter.
"Why haven’t you come over?" Jiang Fan reached out his hand.