My Wife is A Sword God

Chapter 20: The Auspicious Day of Marriage

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside the Listening to Rain Pavilion, Qin Feng had ascended to the third floor of the attic. At this moment, he held a thick book in his hands.

After relentless efforts day and night, he had finally compressed the Literature Qi waterfall in his divine sea nine times. Once he finished reading this final book in his hands, he would be able to fill the Literature Qi waterfall for the tenth time!

Boom!

As he closed the pages of the book, the thin Literature Qi rushed into his divine sea, filling the last gap in the waterfall.

In his divine sea, the Literature Qi waterfall shone brightly, countless strands of Literature Qi surged like dragons and snakes, detached from the waterfall, tumbling up and down, then converged above Qin Feng’s head, forming a galaxy that flowed downward like the Milky Way in the sky!

This was the Literature Qi infusion!

Qin Feng felt his mind become exceptionally clear. Even the fatigue from days of reading disappeared. This is the ability of Literature Saint’s ninth-grade root-building realm!

At this point, he had finally entered the ninth grade of the Literature Saint!

In less than a moment, the waterfall in his divine sea collapsed, replaced by a nine-level ladder to heaven. At the end of the ladder floated a heavenly platform.

Qin Feng knew that it was the inevitable path to enter the eighth grade of the Literature Siant – the Heartquery Platform!

Although he wanted to stay here and accumulate Literature Qi by reading, to challenge the Heartquery Platform, he hadn’t returned to the Qin family’s residence for ten days. It would be best to go back and check. With this in mind, Qin Feng walked down the attic and coincidentally met Cang Feilan coming his way.

“Succeeded?” Cang Feilan handed over a bun, asking casually.

“Yes, thanks to Miss Cang for these days.” Qin Feng took the bun and bit into it directly. During this time, Cang Feilan brought him food every day, saving him a lot of time to read.

“No need to be polite.”

“By the way, how about my parents?”

“Don’t worry, I’ve already told them that you’ve been studying here these days.”

“That’s good. I plan to visit the Qin residence. How about you, Miss Cang? Are you going to eat here?” In fact, until now, Qin Feng still didn’t understand what she meant by “eating here.”

Five days ago, he had secretly observed Cang Feilan, but apart from seeing her pacing back and forth in front of several bookshelves, he hadn’t noticed anything unusual.

She couldn’t possibly have secretly torn pages from the books and stuffed them into her mouth when he wasn’t paying attention, right? That would be truly knowledgeable, right? Qin Feng shook his head, dispelling this baseless thought.

“I’m not hungry today, so I won’t eat. I happen to have something to do in West City. I’ll walk with you for a while.”

“That’s fine.”

The two of them left the Listen to Rain Pavilion. Old man Baili glanced at Qin Feng when he heard the movement and said, “Not bad,” before closing his eyes again to rest.

After the two of them walked a short distance, the old man’s lips curled up, and he said to himself, “Today is sunny and beautiful, truly a good day for a wedding.”

Qin Feng and Cang Feilan hadn’t walked far when they saw pedestrians on the road rushing towards the west.

Curious, Qin Feng couldn’t help but stop a passerby and ask, “Brother, why is everyone in such a hurry to go somewhere?”

“You don’t know such a big event? Over in the Imperial Capital, a young lady from a wealthy family has been married off to Jinyang City. It’s said that the wedding procession arrived early in the morning.”

“You better hurryup; if you’re too slow, you won’t be able to squeeze in!”

A woman from the Imperial Capital marrying into Jinyang City?

Is my mind playing tricks on me?

Qin Feng released the man and said excitedly, “Is this really happening? I have to see this. How unattractive must this bride be to end up marrying here, unable to find a match elsewhere?”

The two of them followed the crowd, heading towards West City.

It was strange; this route felt incredibly familiar. Upon careful observation, Qin Feng suddenly realized that this was the same path he took from the Qin residence to the Listen to Rain Pavilion.

Usually, this street wasn’t so crowded, so it felt both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.

Well, this was great. He could witness the excitement at home and maybe even get a chance to join in the celebration. He wondered if he could sneak a glass of wedding wine. Qin Feng thought with delight.

They walked a few more streets, and the crowd grew denser. The noise around them became louder.

Clang!

The clear sound of a bronze gong rang out. Wedding processions traditionally involved gongs and drums, so when Qin Feng heard this sound, he knew that the family about to marry off their daughter was ahead.

“Hey, isn’t this direction quite close to the Qin residence?” Qin Feng raised his head and could already see the lively wedding procession in the distance.

He had intended to continue walking, but the street at this moment was as crowded as the morning rush hour in the modern city he lived in his previous life. There was no room for him to squeeze through.

The crowd kept pushing, and afraid of losing Cang Feilan in the crowd, Qin Feng subconsciously grabbed her hand. It was soft and smooth, with a hint of coolness, making his heart flutter. But it also startled him.

Did I just accidentally hold Cang Feilan’s hand? Where did I summon the courage?

He suddenly remembered Si Zheng, who had joked with Cang Feilan and ended up having a knife at his throat. And now, he had directly held her hand. Was he going to lose an arm?

He quickly let go of his right hand.

Qin Feng swallowed hard, cautiously turned his head, and sneakily observed her reaction.

To his surprise, it seemed like Cang Feilan hadn’t noticed anything that just happened. She still appeared as elegant and composed as before.

That’s good, that’s good. It was probably too crowded around here, and Miss Cang didn’t notice. Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, not realizing that a faint blush had appeared on the top of Cang Feilan’s fair ear, unnoticed.

“Excuse me, excuse me,” Qin Feng desperately squeezed forward, but his efforts were in vain.

Someone in the crowd shouted angrily, “Are you in such a hurry to reincarnate?”

Helpless, Qin Feng devised a plan: “Hey, who dropped a pile of silver coins here?”

“Where? Where?”

“It’s mine, it’s mine, don’t pick them up randomly!”

Seeing that his trick worked, Qin Feng added more drama, “Oh my, there are even gold coins!”

“What?!”

The crowd immediately erupted into chaos. Seizing this opportunity, Qin Feng took this oppurtunity and moved ahead. Before long, he reached the front of the procession and saw the wedding party.

The procession was grand, with people in the front beating gongs and drums, and others carrying countless dowries. In the middle was a tall red sedan chair, carried high.

There were tall horses leading the way on both sides and at the front. Qin Feng took a glance and was shocked. Those horses were extraordinary; they were Black-Hoofed divine steed, famous war horses of the Great Qin Dynasty. Ordinary families couldn’t possess such horses. Only generals with a rank of National Guardian or higher could have them.

From this, it could be seen that the bride’s family background was at least that of a National Guardian!

But what surprised Qin Feng the most wasn’t this. He widened his eyes, looking at the scene in front of him with disbelief, his mind in a whirl.

Why was this wedding procession stopping at the entrance of his Qin residence?

Was his father taking a concubine, or was his younger brother getting married?

What had happened during my absence of ten days?

Qin Feng was utterly confused.