The Same Wedding, Different People"you······"
Upon seeing his three wives in the room, Dai Yao's eyes widened in surprise.
Although all three were dressed in red and wore red veils, Dai Yao knew their figures very well and could tell them apart at a glance. The three were Dugu Yan, Zhu Zhuqing, and Feng Wutong.
To Dai Yao's surprise, he had clearly escorted the three of them to their respective rooms, so why were they in Dugu Yan's room? And why wasn't Ning Rongrong there? Moreover, why did Dugu Yan give him that note?
"Alright, don't be surprised. I called Zhuqing and Wutong here. The three of us have long entrusted our lives to you. Today's wedding is just a formality. We know you are in a difficult position right now, so we made a decision."
Dugu Yan smiled faintly.
"Zhuqing, Wutong, and I will spend the night together. You should go and keep Rongrong company. These past few years have been tough for Rongrong. For us, this wedding is just a ceremony, but for Rongrong, it is extremely important."
Zhu Zhuqing and Feng Wutong also gave a soft "hmm," echoing what Dugu Yan had said.
Hearing this, Dai Yao was deeply moved. He had been unsure of his choice, but to his surprise, they had already considered his options. Before the wedding, all three women had given themselves to him, so the wedding itself wasn't that important to them.
But for Ning Rongrong, it was different.
On this important day, entrusting one's innocence to the person one has chosen for life is undoubtedly a major event in one's life. If Dai Yao had not gone to Ning Rongrong's room today, even if Ning Rongrong could understand Dai Yao's difficulties, she would inevitably have a knot in her heart.
However, Dai Yao also understood that although Dugu Yan and Zhu Zhuqing generously allowed him to go find Ning Rongrong, they must also be feeling bad inside. After all, this was their wedding.
Approaching the three women, he lifted their red veils one by one. Gazing at their stunning beauty, Dai Yao was captivated. Their makeup was dignified and elegant, their red lips vibrant. Even Zhu Zhuqing, who usually possessed the most aloof demeanor, now appeared like a fairy descended to earth, imbued with the allure of the mortal world.
The three women looked at Dai Yao with affection in their eyes.
"I'm sorry, I promised to give you a grand wedding, but I have to leave on our wedding night."
Dai Yao lowered his head, full of apology.
Zhu Zhuqing gently stroked Dai Yao's hand and softly comforted him:
"We're husband and wife, there's no need to apologize to us. We know you've done your best for today. Nothing in this world is perfect, and we're already very content with today's wedding. Go on, Yao-ge, don't keep Rongrong waiting."
Dugu Yan nodded in agreement with Zhu Zhuqing's statement.
During this period, especially when Hu Liena was around, Dugu Yan ruthlessly exploited Dai Yao. To make Dai Yao impotent while accompanying Hu Liena, the three of them even took turns. This lewd scene made Ning Rongrong shyly flee.
They've had Dai Yao for so long, so letting him accompany Ning Rongrong today is a kind of compensation for Ning Rongrong.
Feng Wutong, however, kept her gaze fixed on Dai Yao, her affection subtle yet pure. When Zhu Zhuqing was with Feng Wutong, she rarely spoke; only when alone with Dai Yao would she open her heart and confide in him. She nodded gently, urging Dai Yao to leave soon.
Feeling guilty, Dai Yao turned and left.
Seeing Dai Yao emerge from Dugu Yan's room, and having secretly been observing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School members Dai Yao had chosen for the evening, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
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Inside the bridal chamber, red candles burned slowly, and the festive soul-guiding lamp emitted a red glow. In front of the wedding bed, a woman covered with a red veil sat dignifiedly.
The bridal chamber was quiet. Ning Rongrong was filled with anxiety, her two delicate hands clenched tightly together.
She didn't know whose room Dai Yao would stay in tonight. If he chose someone else, she would have to face the long night alone. Not seeing her groom on their wedding night was a bitter pill to swallow.
Will Yao-ge come?
Ning Rongrong bit her red lips lightly, as if she were asking Dai Yao, or perhaps asking herself.
Just then, the door to the bridal chamber was slowly pushed open. Ning Rongrong was startled, then overjoyed. Her tightly clenched hands slowly relaxed, and she put them together on her lap. Unconsciously, her hands were already slightly sweaty, and her fluctuating heart calmed down.
She knew that Dai Yao had arrived.
"Rongrong?"
Looking at Ning Rongrong sitting alone on the edge of the wedding bed, Dai Yao paused for a moment and greeted her softly.
"Brother Yao..."
Ning Rongrong's tone seemed to be filled with joy.
Dai Yao slowly sat down on the left side of the bed, his gaze seemingly piercing through the red veil to meet Ning Rongrong's watery eyes. Dai Yao solemnly and slowly reached out and gently lifted the red veil, revealing Ning Rongrong's blushing face.
Meeting Dai Yao's burning gaze, Ning Rongrong felt extremely shy and turned her head slightly to avoid his eyes, but the spring-like look in her eyes clearly indicated that she had already anticipated what was about to happen.
Like a lotus flower, shyly trembling in the cool breeze.
Dai Yao felt a surge of warmth in his heart, but he also knew that Ning Rongrong was already his, so there was no need to rush. He got up, went to the table, poured two glasses of wine, and then sat back down next to Ning Rongrong, smiling as he said:
"It's time for the wedding ceremony."
Although Ning Rongrong was extremely shy, she had already decided on Dai Yao, and today was her joyous day, so there was no need to be afraid. Taking the wine cup from Dai Yao's hand, just as she was about to perform the 'nuptial ceremony,' she suddenly remembered something, and her hands hovered in the air. Ning Rongrong's unusual behavior immediately caught Dai Yao's attention, and he couldn't help but ask:
"What's wrong, Rongrong?"
Ning Rongrong pursed her lips and said with little interest:
"Brother Yao, you're staying here tonight, but what about Zhu Qing, Wu Tong, and Sister Yan? Why don't you go find them instead..."
"fool!"
Dai Yao gently tapped Ning Rongrong's fair forehead and chuckled, scolding her:
"At a time like this, why are you still thinking about others? Before the wedding, they all gave me their virginity, leaving only you. They all agreed that I should come to you to give you a perfect wedding night. Do you still want to push me away now?"
Dai Yao had no doubt that Ning Rongrong was the kind of woman who would take advantage of others and then act innocent. This was Douluo Continent, after all; there were no younger sisters who were skilled in tea ceremony.
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong was deeply moved. Dugu Yan, Zhu Zhuqing, and Feng Wutong had all thought of her and given Dai Yao to her. With no more reservations, she drank the wine with Dai Yao.
"My wife, it's late, you should go to sleep."
Dai Yao stared intently at Ning Rongrong and said softly.
Ning Rongrong blushed deeply and gave a soft "hmm," it was hard to tell whether it was the blush on her face or the light of the red candle.
Upon hearing Ning Rongrong's agreement, Dai Yao gently lifted her up and placed her on the wedding bed. He then removed the red bed curtains, which fell to cover the scene on the bed. Pieces of clothing were thrown out, revealing her exquisite curves against the bed curtains.
Immediately afterwards, a seductive, arousing voice slowly drifted out, an irrepressible display of spring's allure...
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The Heavenly Dou Empire, Heavenly Dou City, Imperial Palace.
Like the city of Hanhai, the imperial palace was adorned with lanterns and colorful paper-cut window decorations, creating a sea of red. Eunuchs and palace women thronged the palace, greeting the assembled ministers. Today was the day of the Empress's wedding to the Regent.
Inside the palace, the atmosphere was extremely lively. Nobles and ministers of the Heavenly Dou Empire all came to the palace to celebrate the wedding of the Empress and the Regent.
Amidst laughter and toasts, and the clinking of glasses, Tang San, the regent, finally left his seat and returned to the inner palace at Tang Xiao's urging.
Unlike the bustling imperial palace, the inner palace was eerily quiet, with a somewhat chilling atmosphere. Despite it being the wedding day, there was no joy to be felt; every eunuch and maid was trembling with fear.
Finally, the main hall of the harem slowly opened its doors. Empress Xue Ke, adorned with jewels, was overjoyed and immediately stood up, gazing expectantly towards the entrance. Tall and imposing, with flowing blue hair and handsome features, stood her husband, Tang San, the Regent of the Heaven Dou Empire.
"King Lanhao, you've finally arrived."
Empress Xue Ke exclaimed in surprise. Although she and Tang San were engaged, she always felt that Tang San didn't like her. She thought that Tang San wouldn't come and that she would have to spend her wedding night alone. She never expected that Tang San would actually appear.
Tang San glanced at Xue Ke indifferently, without saying a word.
He had no feelings for Xue Ke whatsoever; his heart belonged entirely to Xiao Wu, and he could not spare even a fraction for any other woman.
However, for the Heaven Dou Empire to achieve stability, he must marry Xue Ke to eliminate the hostility of the loyal old ministers towards him. Only in this way can he utilize the power of the Heaven Dou Empire to exact revenge on the Spirit Hall.
"Xue Ke, you don't need to do this. I won't sleep here tonight. I already have someone in my heart. Everything I have belongs to her—my heart, my body, my everything. So, I will never sleep here. Our marriage is just a formality."
"Apart from a physical marital relationship, I can't give you anything else you want, but I can give you anything else."
Tang San said calmly.
Upon hearing this, Xue Ke felt as if struck by lightning, collapsing helplessly onto the wedding bed, her face filled with pain.
Tang San's words shattered her last glimmer of hope.
The power of the Heaven Dou Empire had fallen into the hands of the Clear Sky Sect. Before Qian Renxue fled, she had wiped out most of the forces that supported the Heaven Dou royal family. Therefore, Xue Ke knew that letting Tang San take control of the Heaven Dou Empire was the only way out for the Heaven Dou Empire.
Tang San is not only the future sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect, but also a powerful Soul Master. Xue Ke has no hope of regaining the power of the Heaven Dou Empire, so she has no choice but to focus her mind and body on Tang San. If she gives birth to a child for Tang San, at least there will be royal blood.
As it happens, she also falls for Tang San.
She would never forget those two years at Yuexuan; being with her youthful love was a very happy thing.
However, Tang San shattered her last illusion.
She held a wedding and announced to the world that she had become Tang San's wife, but Tang San never touched her, leaving her to live a life of widowhood! How could she be willing to accept such a life?
She glared at Tang San with hatred, her heart as cold as ice. She hadn't expected Tang San to go to such lengths for the woman in his heart. Xue Ke also had her own dignity; having been humiliated like this by Tang San, she could no longer bear it and coldly said:
"Alright, tell me what I want, and you'll give it to me. I only have one request now: I want to reclaim the power of the Heaven Dou Empire. Are you willing?"
Tang San remained silent for a moment, then said indifferently:
"Don't be unreasonable. If I could, I wouldn't want to sit in this regent's seat either. But do you think you can control the Heaven Dou Empire?"
Currently, many forces in the Heaven Dou Empire have pledged allegiance to the Clear Sky Sect. Once he relinquishes power, these forces will inevitably be purged. Moreover, would the Clear Sky Sect agree to his abdication? If the Clear Sky Sect's forces leave the Heaven Dou Empire, and the Spirit Hall sweeps across the continent in the future, the Heaven Dou Empire will surely fall into the clutches of the Spirit Hall.
He did it not for himself, but for the hope of the entire continent!
Xue Ke snorted coldly. She knew Tang San wouldn't relinquish his power. She sneered:
"You really won't agree! You said you'd never touch me, fine, I'm a living, breathing person with my own emotions and desires. If you won't touch me, then I'll go find a gigolo!"
Tang San paused, slowly turned around, and gave Xue Ke a cold glare, saying:
"Incomprehensible! You are my wife, how can you be so unchaste?! Don't bring this up again, or don't blame me for being impolite!"
After saying that, Tang San turned and left.
The inner palace fell silent once more, with the faint sound of women weeping.
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Qinglian Sect, the next day, early morning.
As sunlight streamed through the window into the room, Dai Yao instinctively opened his eyes. His arm was still pinned down. Turning around, he looked at Ning Rongrong, still fast asleep. Remembering what had happened the night before, Dai Yao smiled helplessly.
Ning Rongrong's combat power was really too weak. Dai Yao had only moved a few dozen times when Ning Rongrong had already reached the peak.
After several attempts, Ning Rongrong was too exhausted to even move. Dai Yao knew that Ning Rongrong had reached her limit. Although she was far from meeting Dai Yao's standards, he still stopped.
Ning Rongrong's long eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly opened her eyes. Dai Yao's face, so close to hers, came into view, and her face immediately flushed red. However, unlike before, she didn't shy away; instead, she embraced Dai Yao openly and said apologetically:
"I'm sorry, Yao-ge, I can't satisfy you..."
Dai Yao gently stroked Ning Rongrong's delicate nose and smiled:
"Silly girl, what's there to blame yourself for? The fact that you're here with me is the greatest blessing from heaven."
Dai Yao hadn't expected Ning Rongrong to be so sensitive. However, he was also relieved about this; if Ning Rongrong's fighting strength were comparable to Dugu Yan's, then his kidneys would be in serious trouble.
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong nestled happily in Dai Yao's arms, softly humming in agreement, not wanting to be separated from him for even a moment longer.