The male protagonist of the book is poisonous

Time in the village is like a gurgling stream, seemingly slow but passing by inadvertently. In a blink of an eye, my parents and I have made all preparations to go to the sect.

The morning sun gently shone upon us like a veil, as if a messenger sent by heaven to bless our journey. The warm rays filtered through the gaps between the mottled leaves, speckling onto the ground like golden sand.

I wore a wedding dress my mother had hand-sewn, each stitch imbued with her endless love. The delicate embroidery danced across the fabric like ethereal spirits, delicate yet lifelike. The soft fabric, like a warm embrace, clung to my body, allowing me to constantly feel the depth of her love.

Carrying our simple yet deeply cherished luggage, we stood at the village entrance, about to bid farewell to the place where we had lived for so many years. The villagers gathered around us, their eyes filled with reluctance and sincere blessings. The old village chief approached with a slightly unsteady gait, his weathered face beaming with a kind smile. He handed me a package, carefully wrapped in a clean, coarse cloth. He smiled and said, "Child, these are local specialties. Bring them to the sect for everyone to try. It's a token of our appreciation." I accepted the package with overflowing gratitude, and at that moment, tears welled up in my eyes, as if to express my attachment to the village and my gratitude to the villagers.

As we embarked on our journey, my heart felt like a lively little rabbit, filled with longing for Brother Lingxiao and curiosity about the sect. Along the way, the picturesque scenery unfolded before my eyes like a scroll. The dense forest resembled a sea of ​​green, and sunlight filtered through the layers of foliage, casting streaks of golden light, like mysterious forest spirits flitting through the trees. The gurgling stream, crystal clear, flowed joyfully between the rocks, creating a melodious, crisp sound that seemed to play a joyful farewell song. The majestic mountains towered into the clouds, their imposing presence awe-inspiring, their lush vegetation draped in a resplendent green. I had never traveled this far from my village before, and every scene felt like a whole new world, filled with endless wonder.

My parents were by my side, constantly regaling me with stories of their youth to ease the long journey. Those stories were like twinkling stars in the night sky, distant yet filled with mystery and allure. My father recounted how he bravely faced the wild beasts of the mountains in his youth, his eyes revealing a resoluteness and pride. My mother recounted the romantic story of how she and my father met, a beaming smile on her face. Yet, my thoughts, like a wild horse unbridled, had already soared to Brother Lingxiao. My heart and eyes were filled with his image. I imagined his expression when he saw me wearing this wedding dress, his deep eyes filled with surprise and fervent love. That would be his happiest moment, and the one I most anticipated.

As we drew closer to the sect, my heartbeat quickened like a war drum. In the distance, the sect's magnificent architecture gradually came into view. The towering gate tower stood guard like a majestic giant, while the endless walls of the sect's perimeter displayed its heritage and strength. A large red wedding symbol, "Happiness," had been draped over the sect's gate. Its vibrant red color, shimmering in the sunlight, shone like a blazing flame, imbued with a festive atmosphere. Streamers fluttered joyfully in the wind, like a group of enthusiastic dancers cheering our arrival. The trees surrounding the sect seemed to be imbued with the festive atmosphere, their branches swaying gently, creating a rustling sound that seemed to play a welcoming melody.

Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure standing on the path in front of the sect. It was Brother Ling Xiao, dressed in a robe as white as snow, his figure as tall and straight as a pine tree. His eyes were fixed on me, filled with blazing love and endless longing, as if I were the center of his world, his only hope in life.

I could no longer suppress the excitement that surged in my heart. I lifted the hem of my skirt with both hands and ran towards him like a happy deer. The ground under my feet seemed to be supporting me. I had only one thought in my mind, and that was to throw myself into his arms as soon as possible. Brother Lingxiao also hurried over. The moment we hugged each other, it seemed as if time had stopped and the whole world was just the two of us. He whispered in my ear: "Miaomiao, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you so hard." That low and magnetic voice flowed into my heart like a trickle of water. I raised my head, looked into his eyes, and said with deep affection: "Brother Lingxiao, I am here. I will never leave you again."

Our parents soon joined us, and Brother Lingxiao bowed respectfully, his gesture elegant and full of reverence. Then, he led us into the sect. The sect was filled with festive decorations, a world awash in happiness. The disciples were all dressed in neat new clothes, their faces beaming with smiles. They looked at us with warm eyes, as if we were the happiest people in the world, and they, too, were delighted to witness this happiness.

Ling Xiao's parents came over, their faces filled with warmth and welcome. His mother, with a kind smile, took my hand and said with fondness in her eyes, "Miao Miao, you are such a beautiful child. From now on, we will be a family." I lowered my head shyly, my heart filled with warmth, like bathing in the spring sunshine, feeling incomparably comfortable and at ease.

Over the following days, Brother Lingxiao took me through every corner of the sect. We walked through the martial arts training grounds, where disciples were diligently training. Wielding longswords, each stroke was imbued with power and skill. The swords sliced ​​through the air, creating a resonant sound, a testament to their unwavering pursuit of martial arts. We passed the library, the ancient building exuding a mysterious aura, filled with the fragrance of ancient books. The books lay quietly on the shelves, like wise elders, awaiting discovery of their secrets. We passed the disciples' quarters, where we could hear the sounds of laughter and chatter, a reflection of the sect's vibrant energy. Every place was a new experience for me, and I knew this would be my future home, where Brother Lingxiao and I would live happily ever after.

As the wedding day drew closer amidst everyone's anticipation, the entire sect was immersed in a sea of ​​joy. The lively atmosphere was like a rising tide, sweeping across every corner of the sect.