Transmigrated into a book? A vicious female supporting character? A senior sister? Tsk tsk!

Zhang Shuyi specially escorted Tang Xinyan to the door, patted her hand, and said meaningfully:

"Get a good rest tonight, and get up early tomorrow."

Tang Xinyan assumed Zhang Shuyi was teasing her, gave her a reproachful look, and teased her:

"You too."

Seeing that she had clearly misunderstood, Zhang Shuyi didn't explain. Only after Tang Xinyan left did Wu Qilin appear from behind.

He gently put his arm around Zhang Shuyi's waist and said softly:

"If you like it, I will marry you in a grand and proper traditional wedding ceremony, shall I?"

Zhang Shuyi wondered:

"Where did you get the idea that I like you? And the way you're saying it makes it sound like our names aren't proper or that we're not on the same page."

Wu Qilin, realizing he had misunderstood, quickly explained:

"I just saw you standing there, and I thought... I thought..."

"You thought I was just envious?"

Seeing him stammering for so long without being able to give a coherent answer, Zhang Shuyi couldn't help but chuckle and playfully chided him. Seeing his tacit agreement, Zhang Shuyi smiled helplessly:

"I'm not envious. If I wanted to, I would have told you. Why would I envy others? I just feel a little sad thinking about Xinyan's big day tomorrow and about Yuegu's situation."

Wu Qilin suddenly realized, and as he walked back with the person in his arms, he comforted them:

"Alright, stop overthinking. Brother Yi Mo gave us a lot of ingredients to thank us for our help. How about we have hot pot for dinner tonight?"

"it is good."

********

Upon entering Tang Xinyan's residence, Tang Xinyan, who had been teleported back, was immediately astonished by the layout of the courtyard.

Then, as if remembering something, a warm feeling washed over her. Just as she was about to go inside to check, she saw Xiao Yimo coming from the backyard, greeting her with a smile:

"Yan Yan, are you back?"

Tang Xinyan smiled and nodded, glancing at the decorations in the courtyard, her expression meaningful:

"Is this... a surprise?"

Xiao Yimo stepped forward and embraced the person, speaking softly with a smile:

"do you like it?"

"Yeah, I like it."

Under the moonlight, the little girl's eyes sparkled like a galaxy, so bright they made his heart throb. For a moment, he couldn't help himself and lowered his head to kiss her.

Tang Xinyan stiffened slightly. Although she was used to intimacy, the two of them had never been this close in public since Yun Xingnan and the others arrived.

However, he quickly became immersed in Xiao Yimo's tenderness, and only when he could no longer restrain himself did they reluctantly part ways.

He gently pinched the tip of Tang Xinyan's nose, his smile a mixture of helplessness and affection:

"I'll let you off the hook tonight, I'll deal with you tomorrow night, you little vixen."

Tang Xinyan smiled mischievously and said:

"Looks like tonight, I can flirt with anyone I want and not have to take any responsibility?"

Xiao Yimo did not deny it, but his smile was meaningful:

"Oh? Then Yan Yan can certainly give it a try."

Tang Xinyan smiled awkwardly:

"Hehe... never mind."

Tang Xinyan didn't want to court death. Even if someone could hold back tonight, she would still be punished tomorrow night. Seeing that she wasn't falling for it, Xiao Yimo was a little disappointed.

After escorting the person to the door, Xiao Yimo gently instructed them:

"I won't go inside. Sister Shuyi will come to keep you company at Chenshi (7-9 AM) tomorrow. Just stay inside and wait for me to come and marry you, okay?"

Tang Xinyan smiled sweetly:

"it is good."

Back inside, Tang Xinyan saw that the room had been decorated as a bridal chamber, and a smile couldn't help but appear on her lips. She looked around the room...

Her gaze finally fell on the wedding dress lying on the bed. Tang Xinyan unfolded the dress and, after just a brief look, knew that it was made by Xiao Yimo.

After all, she had been wearing clothes made by Xiao Yimo since she was a child, and even now, Xiao Yimo still insists on making her one or two new outfits every now and then.

She usually wears simple styles, only occasionally going for something more elaborate when inspiration strikes. But this wedding dress in front of her is incredibly exquisite and intricate.

Clearly, a lot of thought and effort had been put into it. Thinking of this, Tang Xinyan gently stroked her wedding dress, and her heart couldn't help but ripple with emotion as she thought about tomorrow's wedding.

********

The next day, Zhang Shuyi arrived early and teased as soon as she entered the room:

"Hey~, our bride, did you sleep well last night? Were you too excited to sleep a wink? Or were you so lovesick that you were just waiting for dawn?"

Tang Xinyan was speechless and said irritably:

"Sister Shuyi, if you're curious, why don't you consider having a wedding ceremony?"

Zhang Shuyi looked around the room, then smiled and shook her head:

"I'll pass. I'm already so old. I'll just enjoy your good fortune."

Tang Xinyan was speechless.

"Sister Shuyi, come on, age is just a number to us. Go to the mortal world and grab anyone and say you are eighteen years old, they will not doubt it."

Although it was true, Zhang Shuyi was naturally delighted to be praised for her youth, and with a smile, she reminded her:

"Alright, enough of this nonsense. Hurry up and get ready, or you won't be ready when they come to marry you."

Tang Xinyan said:

"No rush. If he's not ready yet, just let him wait. Does he not want to marry me just because I'm slow?"

Her hands moved swiftly; she picked up the wedding dress hanging to the side, walked behind the screen, and before leaving, she didn't forget to call out:

"Sister Shuyi, please sit down and have some tea. This wedding dress is complicated and there are specific rules for wearing it. I estimate it will take a while to put it on."

Zhang Shuyi stopped teasing and stood up to step forward, saying:

"Let me help you."

Tang Xinyan felt bad and quickly declined:

"No need, no need. I'm already very happy that you came to escort me to my wedding. Besides, I'll need your help with my makeup later. I can wear these clothes myself."

Zhang Shuyi stepped forward without caring:

"It's nothing, just lending a hand. Besides, I'm just getting some of the good fortune. The closer I am to the bride, the more good fortune I get."

Having said that, Tang Xinyan couldn't very well refuse. But suddenly, something occurred to her, and she blinked in realization, her eyes filled with curiosity:

"Sister Shuyi, you wouldn't...want to have a baby, would you?"

Several black lines appeared on Zhang Shuyi's forehead as she quickly denied it:

"What are you thinking? If I wanted a baby, I would definitely wait until you are pregnant or have given birth, so I could share in the joy."

"Ok."

Since the conversation had reached this point, Tang Xinyan naturally followed up with another question:

"So, Sister Shuyi, you don't want children?"

"There's no question of wanting or not wanting. The higher one's cultivation level, the more difficult it is to have offspring. We just let nature take its course. If we have them, we'll have them; if we don't, we won't force it."

Zhang Shuyi helped Tang Xinyan put on her wedding dress layer by layer, saying casually and nonchalantly,

"Too."

Seeing Tang Xinyan nod in agreement, Zhang Shuyi asked in return:

What about you? Do you like children?

Tang Xinyan hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth:

"To be honest, I don't really like it, but I've heard that you'll like it after you give birth."