Little Sorcerer, Divine Doctor-Chapter 946 - 98: Bridal Chamber (Part 1)

Three brides, looking exactly alike, even Ye Beiming felt a bit nervous in the face of such a situation.

Behind him, Cheng Bai and his cohort were making a fuss.

"Beiming, go ahead, you’re never this nervous when fighting on the battlefield!"

"If worst comes to worst, marry all three, one will surely be the right choice!"

Ye Beiming coldly glared at Cheng Bai and Bu Jiuxiao, causing those two to instantly fall silent, adopting a sheepish demeanor.

Ye Beiming muttered to himself, how could this be the same as fighting, which happens year after year? Getting married is a first-time event for him.

Ye Beiming’s heart was in turmoil.

If he guessed wrong, even if Donghuang Lingling would spare him, Little Wildcat would certainly not let him off easily.

Tonight’s bridal chamber, he shouldn’t even think about it.

Yun Sheng was similarly uncomfortable.

She hadn’t anticipated that such a scenario, akin to a modern-day wedding prank, would come true for her one day.

Yun Sheng stood among the three people, her head covered by a red veil, feeling countless pairs of eyes gazing at her.

Looking down, she saw Ye Beiming not far away, pacing back and forth.

This Dead Ling’er, truly likes to complicate things.

Among the three, one was Hu Jiusheng in disguise, and another was a maid from the Yun Residence who resembled Yun Sheng in stature, also in disguise.

All were covered with veils, even if Yun Sheng’s own father came, he wouldn’t be able to recognize her.

As time slowly passed, Ye Beiming was pacing back and forth, the jeering around him growing louder.

Suddenly, he stopped, with a flick of his sleeve, three streams of green Magic Elements shot towards the three brides.

It was Wind Magic.

The wind seemed fierce but only blew up the veils of the three brides.

What’s most impressive is Ye Beiming’s exquisite control over the magic.

The strength was just right, only allowing a glimpse before the sleeve flicked again, and the red veil fell back down.

The entire process transpired in the blink of an eye.

Even Donghuang Lingling couldn’t see clearly who was beneath the red veil, but Ye Beiming saw with perfect clarity.

In Great Zhou customs, a bride’s red veil can only be lifted within the bridal chamber by the groom to achieve eternal marital bliss.

Not to mention, Ye Beiming wasn’t willing for any irrelevant person to see the face of his bride.

This fellow was inherently stingy.

"The lady on the left, please step down; bring her a reward." Ye Beiming said with a smile, his gaze fixed on the two women in the middle and on the right.

The bride on the left, posing as "Yun Sheng," courtesy bowed to Ye Beiming, accepted the reward, and happily stepped aside.

Left were only two, one on the right and one in the center.

Donghuang Lingling was well-prepared, even bringing Hu Jiusheng to blend in.

"Hey, this doesn’t count, Regent King, I forgot to mention, magic can’t be used," Donghuang Lingling almost bit her own tongue, she was meticulous yet slipped up, forgetting about this issue.

How could she forget, the Regent King is a Mage.

Fortunately, she had the foresight to include Hu Jiusheng among them.

While Ye Beiming indeed saw who was beneath the veil, Yun Sheng and Hu Jiusheng were dressed alike, making it impossible for Ye Beiming to identify them immediately.

Standing in the center, Yun Sheng was also somewhat tense.

She knew it was a game, but was curious whether Ye Beiming could distinguish between her and Hu Jiusheng.

After all, no woman wants her man to confuse her with another.

Without magic, without proximity, even Ye Huli might struggle to tell them apart.

Ye Beiming pondered for a moment, then moved decisively towards the woman in the center, gathered her in his arms.

The crowd erupted into jubilant cheers.

"Hey, Regent King, don’t you want to make sure? Aren’t you afraid of picking the wrong one, entering the wrong bridal chamber?" Donghuang Lingling persisted undeterred, sowing doubt.

"There won’t be any mistake, she is Little Wildcat," Ye Beiming said with a faint smile, carrying the horn of the Red Blood Unicorn, relying on the unique bond with Yun Sheng, he wouldn’t mistake her.

Holding Yun Sheng, he strode out of the Yun Residence, the wedding music crescendoing.

Although the Yun Residence sent out invitations, many still didn’t come.

Tian Yiyu and Zhou Qingchuan were bound by pressing matters, unable to attend.

As for Divine Wind, he only sent a set of exquisite jewelry crafted by the Elf Tribe, the best blessing he could offer.

Some people were silently sorrowful.

Yet, Qi witnessed it firsthand.

He watched as the festive music played, Ye Beiming carrying Yun Sheng away, he bowed his head, feeling a wave of melancholy.

Still wearing her bridal attire, Hu Jiusheng approached Qi.

"Hu Jiusheng, I’m sorry, I still can’t..." Qi said with a bitter smile, shaking his head.

Last night, Hu Jiusheng gathered the courage to confess her feelings.

Qi did not immediately refuse, nor did he agree, he only asked for more time to consider.

But today, Qi realized he couldn’t do it.

He had tried, upon first seeing Hu Jiusheng, he was astounded by her beauty.

At one point, he even considered using Hu Jiusheng as Yun Sheng’s stand-in.

But after attempting, Qi still couldn’t do it.

Yun Sheng is just Yun Sheng, even though Hu Jiusheng looks identical, their personalities are vastly different.

What he loves is the woman who treats him the same, regardless if he’s ugly or handsome, Yun Sheng. For Qi, Yun Sheng is a perpetual regret.

"I understand, I truly envy Yun Sheng," Hu Jiusheng said sadly.

She should have known the answer long ago; Yun Sheng is unique to these men.

As the bridal procession departed, the Yun Residence was left with scattered red firecracker paper scraps.

Most people went to the Imperial Palace, where a banquet was prepared for the wedding, with officials above third rank attending.

Since Emperor of Great Zhou Ye Chengtian’s death, the Dazhou Imperial Palace hadn’t been so lively.

As night deepened, when the banquet at the Imperial Palace reached its peak.

The guests, immersed in the feast, were mostly intoxicated, and the atmosphere was delightful.

Several guards were patrolling.

A shadow flashed by, the guards alert: "Who’s there!"

Before they finished speaking, the guards were knocked backwards, collapsing to the ground.

Several individuals dressed in Summoner attire swiftly infiltrated the Dazhou Imperial Palace, all unnoticed.

"Ninth Main Summoner, Summon Emperor’s orders, capture the Heavenly Fox Mixed Blood named Yun Sheng," leading them were Second Main Summoner and Ninth Main Summoner, Hu Jiusheng.

Three days ago, the Red Robe Summoning Emperor urgently gathered the Summoners under him.

Since the Third Main Summoner’s death at Taiyuan Mountain, the Summoning Court has only twelve Main Summoners remaining.

Upon arrival, the Main Summoners were discussing vehemently over what major event prompted the Summoning Emperor to summon them all at once.

The Red Robe Summoning Emperor appeared and announced a shocking news to the Main Summoners.