Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1141: Heaven and Earth as Witnesses, Sun and Moon as Mirrors, Marrying Aruan in Proper Form

Chapter 1141: Chapter 1141: Heaven and Earth as Witnesses, Sun and Moon as Mirrors, Marrying Aruan in Proper Form

Qin Ruan’s gaze flickered evasively as she touched her belly, hesitating, "Should we postpone it a bit more?"

She did not want to wear a wedding dress with a big belly, recalling how ridiculously large her stomach had gotten at five months when she was pregnant with Ayao and Anqi.

Although she was carrying only one child this time, her belly would still be sizable at five months, and during the wedding, she would undoubtedly attract the attention of all the guests.

Thinking about that awkward scene made Qin Ruan feel inexplicably ashamed.

"No way!"

Huo Yunjiao rejected the idea without a second thought.

He no longer had time to wait.

Even if Qin Ruan was still pregnant, their wedding could be simplified, but it could not be postponed.

After countless reincarnations, he and Qin Ruan had never once consummated their relationship.

Even a thousand years ago, during their most passionately intimate moments, there had never been a grand wedding to testify their love.

This time, before things were settled, he would not allow Qin Ruan to escape again, and he was determined to formalize their status first.

Qin Ruan was shaken by the intense desire to possess that inadvertently showed in Huo Yunjiao’s eyes, and by the resolute expression on his stern face.

She could not fathom his thoughts, but seeing how much he valued their wedding, the inexplicable embarrassment and shame in her heart vanished, and she gently nodded, saying, "Okay—"

Whether the wedding was postponed or not, they were already officially husband and wife; now it was merely a matter of ceremony.

Since Huo Yunjiao was so insistent, why not let him have his wish?

In fact, to Qin Ruan, whether there was a wedding really made no difference.

Huo Yunjiao’s handsome face showed a pleased smile, and he raised his hand to stroke her hair, his voice soothing and warm, "You don’t need to worry about the following arrangements, just peacefully await becoming my bride."

Had there not been an unexpected event a thousand years ago, they would have already been officially married.

After waiting a thousand years, yearning for a thousand years, how could he let go now?

There wasn’t much time left, and if he didn’t formalize their relationship soon, Huo Yunjiao feared that other unexpected incidents might occur.

A sudden pain in his chest made Huo Yunjiao’s flushed face turn pale.

He forcefully suppressed the urge to cough, his face turning even redder, and swallowed the sweet, fishy blood, covering his mouth with his fist to conceal it, then said in a calm voice, "Ayao and Anqi were frightened, take them upstairs to rest first; I’ll discuss the wedding details with my second brother."

Qin Ruan looked down at the two children in her arms, seeing their rosy complexions and sparkling dark eyes showing no sign of alarm.

She, however, was tired, having absorbed the bloody smell from the Imperial Court Hotel all over her. She agreed immediately with a nod, "Okay."

Huo Yirong and Huo Yunjiao sat downstairs silently, watching the mother and children ascend the stairs.

After Qin Ruan’s figure had disappeared upstairs for a long time, Huo Yunjiao finally couldn’t hold back his cough, "Cough...cough, cough..."

He covered his mouth with his hand, blood seeping through his pale fingers.

Seeing this, Huo Yirong hurried over, offering a white handkerchief to him, "Look at the state of your health; why push yourself like this? You and Qin Ruan are already husband and wife, with three children. The wedding is just a ceremony; why strain yourself so much?"

Blood choked up in his throat, spitting out made Huo Yunjiao’s complexion look significantly better, though he still appeared pale and somewhat frail.

He took the handkerchief, carefully wiping the blood from his fingers in a lackadaisical manner, his tone slightly heavy and cold, "I need Heaven and Earth as witnesses, the sun and moon as proof, to marry Aruan properly.

Only thus can our marital fate be unbreakable for eternity. Without a wedding, our union would be contemptible, and Heaven and Earth would not acknowledge our marital fate."

This was why Huo Yunjiao was anxious to have the wedding.

Once they paid homage to Heaven and Earth, even if the ceremony took place in the Human Realm, no realm could sever their marital bond.

Huo Yirong’s lips tightened, the sight of the blood stinging his eyes.

He could only devote himself completely to the arrangement of his younger brother’s wedding.

Time flew by, and half a month had passed.

Qin Ruan’s lower abdomen had begun to show signs of pregnancy, but since she was originally slender, the bulge was hardly noticeable. Those unaware might think she just ate too much.

One day, she set down the empty bowl she had been holding, savoring the lingering taste of the medicinal soup in her mouth, when Huo Zhi quickly entered from outside.

"Madam, the Fu Family is visiting."

Qin Ruan leaned lazily in her chair, her eyebrows slightly raised as she heard of the Fu Family’s arrival, yet her face showed no sign of surprise.

Her fingertips resting on the table rhythmically tapped, gently and repeatedly, as she spoke in a light tone, "They’ve arrived quite quickly. Please direct them to the guest room."

Wei Linchen had now returned to the Fu Family, and as the third son, he now held a status not inferior to before.

A couple of days ago, the other party had called her, saying he wanted to bring his second elder brother to visit.

Qin Ruan understood their purpose; it was nothing more than the Fu Family’s greed to revive Fu Yuheng whose current soul form was not sustainable.

However, there was no such easy thing in the world. The man had been dead for over a decade, his physical body long destroyed. Any thoughts of revival were nothing but fantastical.

Yet Qin Ruan did not refuse Wei Linchen’s request to visit, and they had arranged to meet today.

Qin Ruan didn’t expect them to arrive so early.

Huo Zhi bowed his head and said, "I’ve already sent someone to escort them there."

Qin Ruan rubbed her temples, wondering how to tell Teacher Wei that the Fu Family was merely indulging in wishful thinking.

After a while, she sat upright, slowly got up, and began walking out of the dining room.

Her walking was a bit unsteady, her hand supporting her lower back, occasionally kneading it.

Huo Zhi quickly stepped forward to support her arm, asking in a low voice, "Madam, would you like to rest a bit before going?"

She noticed Qin Ruan looked tired, and something seemed off physically.

Qin Ruan’s expression stiffened, her cherry-red lips tightly pursed, realizing that her movements had given her away.

She withdrew her hand from her lower back and mumbled, "No need, we shouldn’t keep them waiting, let’s go now."

With that, she even hastened her steps.

Perhaps because of the overly large steps, the next moment, a dull pain surged through her body.

Thinking of last night, when the third master had painted on her, nearly recreating the entire scene of ’River During Qingming Festival,’ Qin Ruan’s face darkened.

She had obediently lain down, not needing any highly challenging responses, but it was hard to withstand the third master who had abstained for so long. Even the slow savouring took too much time.

By the time Qin Ruan finally regained her freedom to breathe, her limbs felt utterly alien to her.

She inadvertently glanced out of the window to see the dawn breaking.

She had been devoured all night long.

Qin Ruan was too tired to even be angry at the third master. She closed her eyes in exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up, the instigator was no longer in the room. She asked the servants and learned that the third master had gone out early in the morning with Huo Yirong.

Reflecting on the previous day, the third master had not only physically bullied her but had also whispered those indecent words in her ear.

Again and again, she had been brought to the brink of tears, the involuntary tears of physical response, yet she could not evoke any compassion from him. Qin Ruan bit down hard on her molar.

It hadn’t been that long since he last had meat.

How could he have become so desperate?