1799 The Wedding 8 (1/2)

Di Fuyi was at a loss for words. The sky used to be clear and bright, but it all changed when she made the oath. Dark clouds started to roll in all of a sudden. The sky above Celestial Master Zuo's residence burst into red-thundering-flashes of lightning. The oath had just been established.

Di Fuyi clasped her hand tightly as he called her out, ”Xijiu!”

Gu Xijiu held his hand tightly in return and directed another audio to him, ”I do not believe that you are going to die. You must live on for me.”

Di Fuyi took a deep breath and answered, ”I will fight on!”

The ceremony carried on. Everything seemed to be going so well. Both of them prayed and bowed to the heaven and earth. Before they proceeded to the bridal chamber, Di Fuyi carried her in his arms once again under the watchful eyes of the people and strode into the room.

The audience was not surprised by their unconventional interactions anymore. They were not shocked to see Di Fuyi carrying his bride in his arms. Instead, the audience quickly sent the newlywed their blessings.

The decoration of the bridal chamber was done according to Gu Xijiu's preferences. The furniture was delicate and elegant. There were too many beautiful things to be fully appreciated all at once.

Di Fuyi carried her into the bridal chamber. All the chaperons quickly approached them and greeted them promptly. Di Fuyi put her down gently on the bed and uncovered the red veil.

She was stunning. Her eyes flickered a little in the light. It was an astonishing sight to witness her ethereal beauty. He could not take his eyes off her at all. The servants and the chaperons quickly congratulated Di Fuyi. They then proceeded to invite him to the hall to celebrate with the guests. It was customary.

However, Di Fuyi was obviously a man who refused to be accustomed to any rules. He signaled the servants to back down and carried Gu Xijiu to the side of the table. On the table, there was a set made of a delicate wine pot and glasses. The wine was prepared for the newlywed to drink cross-cupped from one another's glasses.

Gu Xijiu giggled in his embrace. ”You really like to carry me around, don't you?”

He held her tightly at all times, refusing to let her leave her side at all.

”I wish to carry you for the rest of my life,” Di Fuyi sighed.

It was easy for a normal couple to promise eternal love and to grow old together. However, it was not easy for Di Fuyi and Gu Xijiu at this stage.