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

What does it feel like to be spanked in public?


Zhao Rong didn't know, but he knew what it felt like to spank a breathtakingly beautiful fairy in public.


It was quite thrilling and satisfying... and there was a slight, urgent temptation to give another slap, but the most thrilling part was observing the various expressions that flitted across her face in that instant, a splendid array.


In addition, Zhao Rong suddenly felt that Su Qingdai, who seemed like an eternally cold and proud iceberg, actually looked quite pretty with her rosy cheeks and wide-open, beautiful eyes—in no wonder that there were so many men on Great Li Mountain secretly in love with and pursuing her.


At this moment, Zhao Rong nodded solemnly, truthfully affirming the eyes of those men; he really wanted to tell them that by a certain standard, Fairy Su, Goddess Su, indeed had good birthing hips.


Chapter 381: They Are Mine Now