The Heroine Fell Deeply For Her [Quick Transmigration] 232p2

Chapter 232: What’s This About Marrying First and Loving Later? 17(2)

The incessant shouts seemed like they wouldn’t stop until Tao Ning got on the sedan chair.

Tao Ning: “…”

Failing to invite her nicely, having the paper dolls make such a racket to annoy her was something the person she knew would do.

After all, Tao Ning hated incessant noise the most.

Annoyed, Tao Ning almost wanted to burn them all with a single flame: “Alright, alright, stop shouting, I’ll get on.”

The paper dolls, shouting over each other, instantly shut up, their emotionless bodies feeling a chill.

They didn’t know how close they were to being burned by Tao Ning.

Seeing Tao Ning move, the paper dolls automatically made way for her. The wedding attendant floated to the sedan chair, lifting the curtain with her stiff fingers, revealing the spacious interior.

Compared to the cramped sedan chair prepared by Lingxiu Village, more like a pet cage, this sedan chair was much more impressive, its exterior elaborate and luxurious, its interior spacious.

It was almost big enough for someone to lie down.

Tao Ning looked around, surprised, and turned to ask the wedding attendant, “Am I marrying into a wealthy family? Tell me, who am I marrying? I was being rude just now, a bit impolite, but now it seems quite to my liking.”

Wedding Attendant: “…”

If her smile wasn’t painted on, her expression wouldn’t be a smile right now.

The wedding attendant seemed to only know one sentence: “The auspicious time has arrived, please enter the sedan chair.”

Tao Ning understood. The person who sent the wedding procession wasn’t nearby, and they probably had orders not to speak.

Seeing that the unusually unruly bride finally got on the sedan chair, the wedding attendant lowered the curtain, and the joyful music resumed.

The wedding attendant spoke her second sentence of the day: “Lift the sedan chair—”

The silent sedan chair bearers lifted the beams, following the paper doll in front and turning around, walking back.

The wedding procession, with its music and fanfare, walked into the depths of the white fog. Tao Ning sat steadily in the center of the sedan chair, her hand touching a red cloth placed in the corner.

Unfolding it, she saw an exquisitely made veil. The previous veil had been thrown by Tao Ning into the sedan chair and destroyed along with it.

Now there was another red veil, even more beautiful than the previous one.

The wedding dress she was wearing was already beautiful enough, and with this veil, it was even more stunning. Thinking that the Ghost King was quite competitive, not only did the sedan chair have to be bigger and more beautiful, but even the veil had to be more gorgeous.

Tao Ning didn’t immediately put it on, placing it on her lap and looking around the interior of the sedan chair.

No one would believe that someone would sit in a bridal sedan chair twice in one day, carried by two different groups of people.

After an unknown amount of time, Tao Ning wanted to lift the curtain and see where they were, but the sedan chair carrying her suddenly sank, gently placed on the ground.

The lively music finally stopped, and rustling sounds could be heard as the paper dolls slowly retreated.

Lifting the curtain, she saw that there was no one outside, still shrouded in white fog, empty.

A deathly silence almost enveloped Tao Ning. She lowered the curtain, and after the music faded away, only her own breathing remained in the sedan chair.

She didn’t wait long. A faint scraping sound approached, followed by a soft landing.

Someone had arrived in front of the sedan chair, a faint shadow cast on the curtain, hands lowered, standing silently outside.

Tao Ning wasn’t anxious, waiting quietly.

She even thought that if 520 saw this scene, regardless of whether the other person was the female lead or not, its screams would shatter her mind.

It would also yell that she was the only one in the world who found Xuan Miao pitiful and cute, everyone else would definitely run away!

Finally, the person outside moved.

A snow-white hand lifted the curtain, revealing a corner of red clothing. Before she could fully lift the curtain, Tao Ning reached out, grabbing her wrist and pulling her inside.

A woman in wide red robes fell into her arms, her long hair cascading down her back, cold to the touch.

It was indeed Xuan Miao. She had woken up, lying relaxed in Tao Ning’s arms, her figure slender, like a seductive red snake.

The person in her arms placed a hand on Tao Ning’s neck, her fingertips icy, resting precisely on her pulse point.

Tao Ning paused, her gaze slowly lowering, thinking, why were her hands still cold?

Seeing Xuan Miao’s crimson eyes, Tao Ning immediately understood. The core had been occupied by the fake Mountain God for many years and used by the resentment of soldiers to do many things.

The return of the core also affected its true owner. The benefits of being worshipped hadn’t reached Xuan Miao, but the bad things had all fallen upon her.

The innate malice of the resentment of soldiers had influenced Xuan Miao, and after successfully refining the core, she had also been tainted by this malice, becoming like this.

The beauty in her arms, her cinnabar mole between her eyebrows burning brightly, seemed soft and boneless. She said softly, “You’re a little late.”

Tao Ning: “I was delayed sending someone away, my apologies.”

Xuan Miao didn’t say whether she believed it or not, only asking, “You only sent someone away, why didn’t you leave with them? This isn’t a good place, if I were you, I wouldn’t want to stay in this ghostly place either.”

Tao Ning shook her head: “I never thought of leaving you.”

“…” Xuan Miao’s eyes flickered, “I’ve thought for a long time, but I still can’t figure out what you want. Why don’t you just tell me directly, maybe I can give it to you?”

Hearing this, Tao Ning had reason to suspect that Xuan Miao had learned something after refining the core.

For example, the nature of this world, or her original destiny.

Tao Ning held Xuan Miao, her gaze meeting Xuan Miao’s jewel-like eyes, and said firmly, “What I want has always been you.”

Xuan Miao seemed unmoved: “I don’t believe you.”

Tao Ning adjusted her position, making Xuan Miao more comfortable: “You’ve never believed me?”

Xuan Miao’s answer this time was quicker than before: “Never.”

“Then how can I make you believe me?” Tao Ning whispered to her intimately, like lovers exchanging sweet nothings.

How could one trust another person?

This question seemed childish and ridiculous to a Ghost King who had been betrayed repeatedly.

Xuan Miao sat up, moving closer to Tao Ning: “What if I said, I want you to stay and accompany me forever?”

As she spoke, the lowered curtain was lifted by an invisible hand, revealing the white fog outside.

Numerous figures were moving in the fog, faint and indistinct, yet making no sound, so quiet that one would think it was just an illusion.

Tao Ning saw the scene outside. This was a ghost domain, created by Xuan Miao.

Within the ghost domain, everything was controlled by the Ghost King, she was the true creator of this space.

Whether Tao Ning agreed or not, as long as Xuan Miao didn’t let her go, Tao Ning would never be able to leave.

Now it seemed that Xuan Miao had remembered quite a bit, more wary than before, also influenced by the lingering malice of the resentment of soldiers.

People had worshipped her as a guardian deity, asking for her help, then destroyed her cocoon, just because of an outsider’s instigation.

After experiencing these things, it would be strange to still trust anyone. Even the most naive person would have to develop some vigilance.

Xuan Miao was watching Tao Ning’s expression. If she showed any unwillingness…

She would trap her here forever, only allowing her to see this place, showing no mercy.

Tao Ning, however, held her even tighter: “I’m willing to stay with you, but let’s lower the curtain now, I think it’s going to be a bit cold later.”

Xuan Miao froze, subconsciously lowering the curtain. Only the two of them remained in the spacious sedan chair.

Then she pulled away the hand Tao Ning had placed on her waist, asking strangely, “What are you doing with your hand?”

She had been enduring it for a long time. It had started on her back, then gradually slid down, almost reaching below her waist now.

Tao Ning was even more surprised: “Didn’t you say you wanted me to stay with you forever?”

With a tug, the belt at her waist loosened, her clothes unfolding like blooming flowers, layer by layer.

Tao Ning leaned in and kissed her, her voice muffled between their lips: “Then let’s quickly consummate our marriage, if I have any second thoughts, you can morally bind me…”