Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags - Chapter 377
Chapter 377
Ning Ning and Pei Ji’s grand wedding was set for the spring of the following year.
In the springtime, the flowers of Xuanxu bloomed in reds and greens, with peach and plum blossoms vying for splendor.
When a gentle breeze swept by, it sent down a rain of petals in shades of pink and white.
Streams murmured softly, carrying ripples of greenish-blue water that reflected the shadows of mountains, forests, and pavilions, filling the entire garden with enchanting charm.
Ning Ning had not wanted to wear overly complicated wedding attire, but Senior Sister Zheng, Qu Feiqing, and Lin Qian insisted otherwise.
Like playing dress-up with a doll, they spent a full six hours the day before the wedding trying on different ornaments with her.
“A wedding is a momentous occasion, and Ning Ning, you’re so beautiful; you must be properly adorned,” Qu Feiqing said as she finished applying Ning Ning’s eyebrow makeup.
She lightly tapped the tip of Ning Ning’s nose and teased, “If you walk out looking this lovely, even that brat Pei Ji will be overjoyed.”
At the mention of Pei Ji’s name, Ning Ning blushed slightly and smiled shyly.
She rarely wore makeup, but under their meticulous efforts, a rare softness and allure emerged.
Her black hair was styled into an elegant cloud bun, cascading gracefully down.
The floral and green-gold ornaments, along with intricate jade hairpins, intertwined like pearls forming in mist.
Her almond-shaped eyes were accentuated by arched willow-like brows, her cheeks adorned with a faint blush, giving her the appearance of a blossoming peach flower.
Her lips were painted a deep red, as if someone had lightly placed a camellia flower upon them.
When Ning Ning smiled, her thin lips formed a delicate curve, and her rosy cheeks grew even redder.
Zheng Weiqi couldn’t help but adore her, wanting to squeeze and hug her, but fearing she might ruin the makeup, she could only stare intently and sigh.
“Ning Ning is still so young—how is she already getting married? Truly, Pei Ji is lucky! If I were a man, I’d snatch the bride myself!”
Qu Feiqing, ever the mischievous elder, whispered, “Don’t worry, Ning Ning. Even if you’re married and find life dull, come to my Niguang Island anytime. I’ll personally guide you, and I promise it’ll be pure bliss.”
Lin Qian, well aware of the island master’s playful nature, rolled her eyes at such comments.
“Don’t listen to them! Pei Ji is wonderful—he would live or die for you. You two are meant to be together for a lifetime!”
When they received the wedding invitations, not only did Lin Qian nearly lose her mind, but even the elders of the Xuanxu sect were equally ecstatic.
No matter what, no one could separate this young couple of cultivators they all supported!
Anyone who tried to disrupt the wedding would face Lin Qian and her entire spiritual beast retinue!
“The time has come,” Qu Feiqing finally said with a hum.
“Off you go.”
Ning Ning nodded.
Cultivators’ weddings were never elaborate.
A simple ceremony of bowing to heaven and earth, a feast for the guests, and then escorting the couple to their bridal chamber—these steps constituted the entirety of the proceedings.
Dressed in a dark red wedding robe, heavy and wide, Ning Ning walked slowly.
As soon as she stepped outside, she saw a tall figure waiting.
Pei Ji was also clad in red, standing by the door.
He was naturally handsome and striking, but wearing the dark red robe brought out his fair complexion and red lips, adding an uncharacteristic hint of glamour.
The moment he saw her, Pei Ji froze, his eyes lighting up with undisguised amazement and tenderness.
He extended his hand, and Ning Ning placed her palm on the back of his.
Waves of joy and disbelief surged through his heart, and only now did he feel the reality of life.
This was no dream.
Ning Ning was truly marrying him.
Hand in hand, they walked through the peach orchard and green forest under a shower of flower petals, arriving at the grand hall for the banquet.
Over the past year, they had traveled extensively and bought several properties.
But under the insistence of Tian Xianzi and the elders, the wedding was ultimately held at Xuanxu.
The wedding was attended by countless guests, with elders from major sects and many of their close friends present.
Ning Ning, with her naturally thin skin, quickly turned red from the teasing of the crowd.
The hand holding hers tightened slightly.
Pei Ji’s voice was low.
“I’m here.”
It was precisely because he was by her side that she felt even more embarrassed.
Ning Ning pursed her lips and glanced up at him.
Sure enough, though his tone was calm, his ears were also red.
When one person feels awkward, it’s akin to public humiliation; but when two people are blushing, it somehow feels more bearable.
It even made Ning Ning feel a bit like laughing.
During the feast, they went table by table to toast the guests.
“My dear disciples Pei Ji and Ning Ning, your marriage fills me with as much joy as if it were my own wedding!” exclaimed Tian Xianzi, grinning ear to ear like an overjoyed father.
“From now on, I don’t mind being a lifelong bachelor! Who cares? I’m happy! It’s as if I’ve been married!”
Sword Master Zhenxiao gave Tian Xianzi a horrified look and pushed him aside.
“Your master has drunk four barrels of wine. He’s drunk.”
He Xiaochen chuckled uncontrollably, hiccuping and clapping as he said, “Marriage, marriage.”
Ji Yunkai, looking exasperated, tapped the forehead of the renowned Liuming Mountain Sect Master.
“Pei Ji, Ning Ning, don’t mind him. This man has had four and a half barrels.”
Then he raised his voice.
“Tian Xianzi and He Xiaochen are drunk. Anyone with old grudges, come settle them now!”
“These immortal elders are so unruly,” laughed a strikingly beautiful woman stepping forward.
It was Meng Tingzhou, whom they had met in Luan city.
Beside her, Song Xianning, looking far more radiant than when she first met Ning Ning, chuckled.
“The immortal sects are certainly livelier than aristocratic families.”
“We were traveling in Chushan when we heard of your wedding,” said Meng Tingzhou.
“We didn’t have time to prepare extravagant gifts, but we’ve brought some unique items we’ve collected over the past year. We hope you won’t mind.”
Meanwhile, the lively chatter of two young girls echoed nearby.
Also invited to the wedding was Lu Wanxing, whom they had met in the desert.
Having grown up in Tianhe, Lu Wanxing was bold and carefree.
She quickly hit it off with Qiao Yan of the spirit fox clan, and within an incense stick’s time, they were already sampling most of the desserts on the banquet table.
“The desert has little to offer, but the south is where the beauty truly lies—” Lu Wanxing swallowed a bite of mung bean cake and nudged Qiao Yan.
“Hey, your tail isn’t shaking off that shadow behind you.”
Qiao Yan turned to see a hesitant young man trailing behind her.
“Qiao Yan.”
He stiffened under her gaze, his long lashes trembling before quickly regaining composure.
“You’ve eaten too many sweets. You’ll get cavities.”
Qiao Yan folded her arms and glared at him.
“So what?”
“Cavities hurt.”
“Let me deal with my own pain! It’s none of your business!”
Qiao Yan was fuming.
Yan Qing, having recently recovered and returned to his normal self, had become just as awkward as before.
He meddled in everything but never admitted he liked her, always so serious—he was such a fool.
“Yan Qing doesn’t like desserts?” Lu Wanxing teased, sipping her wine.
“What a pity. Qiao Yan saved her favorite snacks all along the way, hoping to share them with her childhood sweetheart—what a heartbreak!”
Yan Qing’s ears twitched sharply.
A sign of happiness, fox ears always betrayed emotions.
Embarrassed, he muttered, “I… I like them. Give them to me.”
Qiao Yan raised her chin.
“What? Not afraid of cavities anymore?”
“…I’m not afraid.”
The fox youth, recently recovered, spoke softly but earnestly, “I just don’t want to see you in pain.”
Wow.
Lu Wanxing covered her mouth, grimacing.
These two didn’t have cavities yet, but her teeth were already aching.
May all lovers in the world end up with toothaches.
May the gods bless them.
The spirit fox clan, after careful restoration, had largely recovered.
For now, Qiao Yan’s mother was acting as clan leader, working with the elders to open the secret realm and dispel the demonic energy.
Once it was fully eradicated, they could rebuild their home anew.
