Yang Xiaorong

Upon opening his eyes, there before him was a bridal chamber adorned with red candles and windows.
A bride dressed in a phoenix coronet and robes of rank sat upright on the nuptial bed, her face covered by a red bridal veil.
Zhao Rong rubbed his sleepy eyes, "Have I become a groom? Oh, and a junior one at that."
Understood.
His facial expression brewed for a moment before he twisted his mouth into a smile, "Wait a second..."
Huh, something's amiss.
The bride is my childhood sweetheart who also harbored a crush on me?
Oh, then that's alright.
This is very fitting.
Zhao Rong stepped forward, happily lifting the red bridal veil, "Hey hey, my lady, where are you running off to?"
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In the great era of contention, the tide of the times surged forth, and Confucian Scholar Zhao Rong bravely faced it head-on. Not only did he seek to catch up to the footsteps of his childhood sweetheart turned Sword Immortal Lady, but he also wished to witness firsthand the dispute that engulfed more than half of the Cultivation World, the strife among the various schools of thought...
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[Slow-burn], [Non-cliché], [Non-level-up], [Romance plot], [Sweet without the angst]
This book is also known as "I Have a Fox Fairy Wife", "Rebirth: I Deliver Parcels in the Otherworld", "Zhao Ziyu, The Smirking Scholar" "I Really Don't Want to Be a Kept Man"...

My Wife Is A Sword Immortal

neither of the two spoke for a moment, and a silence fell between them.


Zhu Weirui's eyes widened slightly, staring blankly at Zhao Rong.


Zhao Rong's eyebrows slanted downward fiercely, his eyes unblinking as he stared back at her, ready to reveal the true face of a certain scoundrel.


After a while, Zhu Weirui slowly nodded, her eyelids slightly drooping, and she pursed her lips, remaining silent.


Seeing this, Zhao Rong decided to press harder.


Zhao Rong spoke earnestly, "Although it is inappropriate to speak ill of someone behind their back, and he is our newly arrived junior brother, and our teacher teaches us to be united and loving, yet! The immoral actions of this junior brother, I, Lin, must speak out, because it is really, ah, Lin must give you a heads-up, Mr. Zhu."


Zhu Weirui shifted her gaze from the orchid, glanced at him, but did not respond.


Chapter 249 Young Master Zhao, Aren't You Attending Class?