Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

The wedding ceremony that Yao Qing prepared on the spur of the moment was simple but very thoughtful.

While Zhou Leng was getting dressed in the village chief's house on the top of the mountain, someone had already come to help hang up red cloth and paste window paper-cuts in their own courtyard. A neighbor's wife came over and quickly tidied up the house, put out red candles, and changed the bedding.

Zhou Leng, wearing a veil, was led out of the yard. There were no sedan chairs in the mountain village. When she went out, someone stuffed a red silk in her hand. Yao Qing walked in front holding the red silk, and she followed behind him in small steps.

The two men arrived at the small courtyard where they lived. There were already many people in the courtyard who came to watch the fun. There was an altar table at the door of the house, with tablets of heaven, earth, the emperor and their parents on it.

Zhao Songbai, the only well-read clerk in the village, stood at the lower left of the altar. After the couple stood still, he shouted loudly:

“Bow to the gods of heaven and earth, be grateful to the four directions of heaven and earth, be respectful of all things in the world, and keep your original heart.”

The couple knelt down and kowtowed to the altar.

"I bow to the Moon God for the second time, and thank God for predestining our marriage and for bestowing upon us the red thread that brings us together in harmony."

The couple knelt down again.

"Bow three times to the ancestral temple, thank you for the pain of giving birth to me, remember the grace of raising me, and wish for more offspring."

The couple knelt again.

After standing up, the two sides stood opposite each other. Yao Qing took the weighing rod handed over by the neighbor's wife and lifted the veil.

Not to mention that Yao Qing's eyes widened, even the people around who were watching the fun started to make a noise and shouted what a beautiful bride.

After the veil was lifted, the two of them bowed and saluted in front of everyone, as a way of thanking everyone for watching the ceremony. Then the bride was brought into the room by the neighbor's wife and sat there waiting.

Familiar neighbors moved their own tables, chairs and benches into the Yao family's yard, and Yao Qing also brought out the food and drinks that his neighbors had prepared in advance. After everyone sat down, the party became lively.

The village hadn't held such a wedding for a long time, and the excitement this time seemed to have washed away the tense atmosphere caused by the fight between village chiefs a month ago.

After eating and drinking, everyone teased Yao Qing for a few words and left. The neighbors also took away their tables and chairs. The diligent lady even cleaned up the messy yard.

Yao Qing walked into the room and looked at the woman sitting beside the bed. He walked to the bedside and whispered, "Yirong, are you still angry?"

Zhou Leng raised her head and glanced at him, her eyebrows smiling and her eyes full of affection. She whispered, "Where did you get the money to do all this?"

Yao Qing whispered, "I went to the Second Village Chief to borrow some money, and also used the silver awarded by the Chief Village Chief a few days ago."

Zhou Leng would not say anything about waste at this time, and she was not worthy of such words. She stood up shyly, seemed to be moved and hugged the man's strong waist, and said affectionately:

"Thank you, sir. I am very happy. You have spent a lot of time and effort on my behalf. I will remember it all."

Nephrite is in your arms, and your teeth are filled with warm fragrance.

Yao Qing stiffly reached out and gently hugged back. For a moment, the room was filled with warmth and affection.

Zhou Leng whispered in his arms: "You must be tired today. I will go and boil some hot water for you to take a bath and relieve your fatigue. I will also take off my hair and makeup."

Yao Qing was even more stiff. All he could think about was the contents of the small picture album that the second village chief had given him as a joke.

The beauty left his arms, and Yao Qing, feeling quite lost, replied pitifully, "Okay."

Zhou Leng washed up and sat on the edge of the bed in her underwear with her hair loose. In fact, she didn't need to do any psychological preparation. The once calm, indifferent and decisive Zhou Leng finally embarked on the path of a sea king who contracted a pond and slowly raised fish.

Watch the gentleman under the moon and the beauty under the lamp.

After Yao Qing cleaned himself up and opened the door, he saw the woman leaning on the bed. Her skin was as white as cream, her neck was as white as a cicada, her teeth were as white as a gourd, and she had a delicate forehead and eyebrows. He was actually a little dazed for a moment.

Their eyes met, full of affection.

Open the window to see the autumn moon, extinguish the candle and untie the silk skirt, smile behind the curtain, and your whole body smells like orchids and hyacinths.

On the acacia tree, there are branches of Albizzia julibrissin, and the purple phoenix and the blue luan fly together.

The next morning.

When Zhou Leng woke up, she felt the heavy arms on her waist and abdomen. She turned over and put her legs on the other's waist.

"Yirong, you're awake."

Zhou Leng looked at the other person's red ears, she leaned forward, kissed the other person's chin and said: "Are you shy, sir?"

Yao Qing said with a straight face: "Stop teasing and get up quickly, or you will give others an excuse to criticize you."

These two people, one is teasing others with a shy face, but he is actually calm inside; the other one is reprimanding the other with a solemn face, but he is actually turbulent inside.

Although Zhou Leng's face was flushed, his movements were generous. He got up, put on his bellyband, put on his clothes and got out of bed. However, Yao Qing hid in the quilt without looking at him. He only breathed a sigh of relief and quickly put on his clothes after he saw a bright red on the bed. He felt even more ashamed.

From today on, the two of them began to live in love and mutual understanding in this village.

Two months after the marriage, Zhou Leng finally made some progress in her cultivation, but she continued to live according to her original personality. However, there were not so many peaceful days in this chaotic world.

Someone in the mountain stronghold suddenly shouted loudly: "The soldiers are attacking, the soldiers are attacking!"

Zhou Leng was working in the yard. She asked someone to bring wood to make an embroidery frame. Many women in this mountain village were good at rough work, but few were good at embroidery. She planned to make a living from this. She would be independent no matter what the world was like. She heard someone running by the roadside and shouting something. She put down the wood in her hand, got up and went back to the house to take out the waist knife from the cabinet, held it in her hand, combed her hair, put on the rattan armor, and followed the direction where everyone was gathering to Jiazigou.

Everyone in this mountain village, regardless of gender, has to learn some martial arts when they reach adulthood. After Zhou Leng got married, she also learned martial arts for an hour every day with the village chief's wife and other ladies. This was an opportunity for her to slowly change her character.

"Yao family, come here."

When Zhou Leng arrived at Jiazigou, someone called her. That person was Lin Qiushi's wife, Wang. The two became close because they had similar husbands.

"Madam Wang, I heard some brothers shouting that the soldiers were coming to attack, so I followed everyone to Jiazigou. What was the reason? Why would the soldiers come to attack for no reason? Our village has not robbed passing merchants for a long time."

After Madam Wang stepped forward and arranged Zhou Leng's rattan armor, she said softly:

"I heard that the new governor issued an order to wipe out Sanyuan Mountain, so I came to attack. But don't worry, our mountain stronghold is not so easy to break through."

Zhou Leng nodded in agreement, and the two turned to look down the mountain.

After a while, Yao Qing also came to inspect. He was surprised and admired when he saw his wife holding a waist knife. He came over to check her well-dressed rattan armor and said jokingly:

"Whose little lady is this? She is so... so... Madam, what do you often say, Shuang or Yinglai?"

Zhou Leng couldn't help but hit him and said, "You are so heroic, but you are such a fool." After she finished speaking, she took the man's hand and said coquettishly, "Sir, you must protect yourself well."

"Don't worry, my lady. You have to protect yourself."

The two said a few words of concern to each other and then separated again, leaving only Mrs. Wang saying something teasingly to Zhou Leng.