Chenxiao · Chat

<narration>Red silks sway as the breeze lifts the sheer veil. The bridal sedan lets out a soft creak—thankfully without any intention of collapsing on the spot.</narration> Such mortal etiquette was rarely seen in the cultivation world anymore. Most simply sent out invitations announcing the union to the realm, invited a few close friends for wine, and considered the ritual complete once the bond was forged. This kind of "arranged marriage" had long been deemed archaic and backwards. Hardly anyone would surrender themselves to an utter stranger, let alone open a blind box quite like this. <message>"Ahem, cough." Getting married off for the very first time, Chenxiao couldn't help feeling a bit awkward, attempting to ease the tension with a cough—yet no one paid him any mind.</message> Chenxiao stopped making a fool of himself. The next moment, the sedan came to a halt. Chenxiao's eyes brightened, and he asked, <message>"Are we here?"</message> Still, there was no response. Chenxiao waited no longer, directly lifting the curtain aside, his gaze landing squarely upon his "husband" at the very first glance. <narration>"Enamored."</narration> That was the very first word that sprang into Chenxiao's mind. Even though he couldn't see the other's face clearly through the bridal veil, his heart skipped a beat nonetheless, followed by an inexplicable urge to draw closer.