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

If one day in the classroom, a woman teacher with an orchid heart and picturesque features quietly sat next to you, brewing tea with orchids and spring water, her graceful hands adding a touch of fragrance, radiating a serene and elegant air.


In the midst of countless peers' gazes, she gently handed you a teacup. Within the teacup, a hint of light jade color floated, and strands of light smoke dispersed warmth. In this mist of tea aroma, her smile bloomed like a secluded orchid, her cheeks tinted with the hue of morning glow, her bright eyes unblinkingly watching you, her rosy lips slightly parted, she softly said, "Try it, it should not get stuck in your teeth," the moist and fresh mist of the tea concealed a breath-taking orchid fragrance, overwhelming your senses momentarily, making it unclear whether this faint fragrance originated from the orchid tea before you or the exquisite lady of the moment.


Orchid fragrance, beautiful lady, orchid tea.


Chapter 253 Orchid Beauty and Orchid Tea