Chapter 390 – Entanglemen (1/2)

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The lotuses bloomed in the pool outside the window. Under the night breeze, the smell of flowers permeated the place.

Li Qingshan was rather surprised. With how determined she was, Han Qiongzhi seemed a little like Han Anjun. She opened her lips and repeated, “Qingshan, let’s get married!”

“You’ve made up your mind?” Li Qingshan pulled her into his arms.

“Yep!” Han Qiongzhi nodded and leaned against his chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat. This was the sound she wanted to listen to for the rest of her life.

“Why don’t we just wait a little more? As long as we persevere and your younger brother puts in a few good words, your father will definitely agree to it.” Li Qingshan was tempted to take off with her right now, but eloping like this would probably make her fall out with her family completely. This was not what he wished to see.

“No, you don’t understand my father. Once he has decided on something, nothing can change his mind. Nothing. With what I said to him earlier, he must be furious. He has probably disowned me already, let alone approving of our marriage.”

“It’s all my fault.” Li Qingshan rubbed her head as he sighed slightly. He never thought something as reasonable as a marriage between a man and a woman would lead to so much trouble.

“From today onwards, all I can depend on is you. You mustn’t let me down.” Han Qiongzhi hugged Li Qingshan firmly. She seemed very delicate. Having left the Han family and defied her father, she had lost everything she once possessed in a single night. A loss like this was unimaginable to a regular person, but she did not regret it. From today onwards, the man in her arms would be her everything.

“What, young miss Han? Without the support of the Han family, you’ve become a soft little kitty? I really need to give you a proper teasing then.” Li Qingshan buried his face in her neck and took in a deep breath of her fragrance.

“Don’t you even think about it. Your cultivation is lower than mine right now.”

“Cultivation is nothing. You gotta look at strength. If you just look at cultivation, I don’t even have the right to pursue you right now. How would I have been able to coax young miss Han into eloping with me?”

“Hmph, just you wait until I reach Foundation Establishment. How the hell do you cultivate?”

Their whisperings became drowned out by heavy rain. Dark clouds shrouded the moon and stars, throwing the courtyard into darkness.

Their voices vanished, and a few red candles lit up, dyeing her bashful face red. “I’m going to go wash up.” She broke free from his embrace and turned around lithely. Her hips swayed from side to side as she made her way behind the curtain.

“I’ll come with you.” Li Qingshan could not help himself but follow her, but Han Qiongzhi raised her hand and stopped him. “No, not today. I beg you.”

After a wait that felt especially long, a hand lifted up the bead curtain, revealing a bright face. Her skin seemed so moisturised, like it had been filled with water. She had changed into a large, red dress. Her long, black hair had not been combed, draping down her shoulders moistly.

“You made me wait.” Li Qingshan lifted her up.

“Wait.”

“What?”

“There seems to be a lot of steps to marriage.”

“I only remember one.”

“Which one?”

“To the bridal chamber!” Li Qingshan sang loudly, directly taking her to her room.

TL: If you’ve read other Chinese novels with traditional marriages, there are usually three other steps that come before this—bowing to the heavens and earth, bowing to the parents, exchanging bows between bride and groom, and then finally to the bridal chamber.

“You sex fiend!” Han Qiongzhi grumbled in a flirtish manner.

The sound of rain gradually grew heavier. Through the heavy curtains, soft gasps rang out. Her beautiful body lay on the bed, allowing him to touch her as he wished. She offered up her lips enthusiastically.