Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Chapter 1618 - 1615: Bridal Chamber and Wedding Candles

Upon hearing the words of the Blood Princess, Xu Wendong’s lips hinted at a bitter smile: "It is my honor to become one with you, my lady, where is the grievance in that?"

"However, I am not yet ready to marry!"

His journey to the Blood Clan was meant to persuade them to leave, to annihilate the Otherworldly Demon.

But he hadn’t foreseen that fate would lead him to dual cultivate with the Blood Princess, nor did he anticipate he could break through the shackles and reach divinity in one step.

Nor did he imagine he would become the Imperial Son-in-law of the Blood Clan.

Regardless.

Since he promised to wed the Blood Princess, he naturally wouldn’t renege.

The Blood Princess stood quietly aside, biting her lip lightly, the pink lips gradually showing a faint white mark: "I hope Young Master Xu will not blame my father, his thoughts are solely on the future of the Blood Clan, and thus his actions may be hasty and impulsive, hoping to find a stable pillar for the Blood Clan through this marriage."

"If you need time to prepare your state of mind, Ji’er is willing to wait silently until you are calm for the grand marriage ceremony, it is no matter."

Xu Wendong softly replied: "Having made my promise, how could I, Xu Wendong, be the one who is faithless and unjust?"

Tears glistened in the eyes of the Blood Princess, akin to stars falling into a clear spring, shimmering with light, invoking affection; she nodded emphatically, the jewels in her hair gently swaying: "The gentleman has a heart, Ji’er obeys you in everything."

Night fell.

In the streets and alleys, red silk danced like vibrant satin under the eaves and among the pillars, unlike a typical lavish wedding, it was outlined simply, resembling a gentle watercolor wash, casting traces of joyful celebration.

Among the crevices by the roadside, at the edges of windowsills, two or three Spirit Flowers bloomed quietly, their colorful blossoms and fragrant aroma wafting gently, as if nature’s spirits softly crooning, narrating this heaven-sent union.

Elders of the clan gathered before the spacious plaza of the Holy Land.

Moving their hands, ancient spiritual power poured from their fingertips, sketching a mystical array, the patterns softly glowed, transforming into a temporary altar where Holy Artifacts were displayed, ancient majesty subtly revealed, a solemn and respectful feeling overwhelming.

Xu Wendong changed into a red robe, its hue was not gaudy and dazzling, resembling the afterglow of dusk, exuding a profound and ancient charm, gold line embroidery meandering like talismans of auspicious symbols sedimented from the river of time.

The Blood Princess wore a Phoenix Crown, three or two Bright Pearls embellishing it sporadically, simple yet elegant, the red robe lightly hanging, embroidered with mandarin ducks frolicking in water, stitches exquisite, the ducks seeming alive, intimate in light and shadow full of vitality.

The two entered the plaza side by side, surrounded by the Blood Clan members, all silent, the only sound of rustling clothing and gentle steps adding a sacred solemnity to the quiet.

The ceremony unfolded under Xue Tu’s hosting voice, rough yet filled with expectation, the two bowed to heaven and earth.

Xu Wendong stood tall, resolute gaze piercing through the Clouds, appearing to set forth vows to protect the world and safeguard the Blood Clan against the vast sky.

The Blood Princess glanced down with a shy smile, embedding her full expectations and girlish affection into each bow she made.

During the ancestor rites, deep within the Holy Land, ancient spiritual power seemed to respond, a slight tremor as if the spirits of forebears passing through eternal time, silently gazing, sincerely blessing this union wrought through trials.

Once the rites concluded, cheers floated like a spring breeze brushing the treetops, gentle and warm, echoing leisurely above the plaza.

Xu Wendong brought the Blood Princess to the bridal chamber.

Within the bridal chamber.

Red candles burned intensely, flame cores dancing wildly, ignited by the soft emotions filling the room, zealously unchecked.

Candle tears fell gently like drops of Cinnabar, staining the carved candlestick, adding a depth of lingering affection to this private realm.

The dragon and phoenix embroidered wedding bed curtains fluttered, dragons and phoenixes thereon seemed to break free from silk constraints, entwining intimately in the interplay of light and shadow, playing a secret harmony of union.

Xu Wendong and the Blood Princess, when their gazes met, fervent heat and timidness collided, akin to stars merging with fire, spreading quickly to become a raging blaze.

The Blood Princess reclined beside the bed, her black hair cascading, spilling freely over the silk covers, strands falling gracefully over her neck pale as snow, like a natural ink painting, outlining boundless allure and gentleness.

Her eyes resembled pools stirred by spring breezes, shimmering, filled with youthful shyness and deep longing for the one before her, cheeks flushed like clouds set alight by the setting sun.

Extending all the way, even the delicate edges of her ears turning crimson hot.

Though the two had once dual cultivated, the previous time was when the Blood Princess experienced Deviation, back then her sensation wasn’t profound.

Xu Wendong’s gaze was fiery, advancing slowly step by step, steady yet unsteady, unable to hide the caged beast-like stirring within.

The Blood Princess lifted her gaze, eyes like rippling autumn waters, timidity and affection fiercely clashing, stirring waves, quickly overcome by hot blush.

Like clouds ignited by the setting sun, the crimson burning from her cheeks to the delicate ear lobes, warmth even extending to her neck, rendering her as if encased in flames of passion.

At this moment, her chest rose and fell rapidly, with her breath, the soft place akin to a lively jade rabbit, restlessly trembling, betraying the turmoil and anticipation within, each rise and fall playing a tense yet seductive melody.

Gazes locked, deep affection like ocean, time seemed frozen under this fervent gaze, only red candles continued to crackle.

Xu Wendong’s lips, carrying the fervor of fire, kissed the Blood Princess’s rosy lips.

At first, it was a tentative, gentle dip like a dragonfly skimming the surface, cautiously tender, and soon swept by love within, erupting like a volcano, turning passionate and rampant, tangling intensely.

The Blood Princess murmured, the sound subtle yet full of allure, penetrating directly to the heart, her soft body powerlessly melted, like snow under the warm spring sunshine, falling into Xu Wendong’s embrace.

The two fell onto the silk bedding, bodies closely aligned, chest to chest, clearly feeling the intense beating of each other’s heart.

Xu Wendong’s hands like a spirited dragon stretched over her alluring figure, gently caressing her skin like exquisite jade.

Though separated by clothing, the sensation remained electric, instantly coursing to his heart.

Feeling Xu Wendong’s touch, the Blood Princess felt an electrifying shock, involuntarily voicing a captivating murmur.

Her face blushed deeply, breathing quickened, a strong yearning rising within.

Xu Wendong, suppressing excitement, fingers trembling slightly, skillfully unfastened the Blood Princess’s red dress.

Each button undone was like unveiling a layer of mystery, the subtle "tick" echoing within the quiet yet fervent room, like heavy strokes on their heartstrings.

As the dress fell away, the Blood Princess’s flawless, alluring body was fully revealed.

The rounded jade breasts rose and fell subtly with her tense breathing, trembling like ripples on a springtime lake stirred by the breeze, the tips rosy, like early morning dew on flower petals, conspicuous and enticing.