Chapter 19 Is she a dead fish

Xia Qingyue appeared between the arms of two bridesmaids. She wore a red phoenix coronet on top of her head.

A fine curtain of beads hung down from the phoenix coronet to completely cover her entire face while also hiding her current expression.

Her soft and shiny black hair fell gently behind her shoulders. Her straight scarlet robe was decorated in the “four happiness" cloud pattern and the belt displayed her slender narrow waist nicely.

On her belt hung a charm made of exquisite jade, while pearls dangled at its tassels, matching her golden shoes.

These significant details made her magnificent outfit even more dazzling than ever.

Xia Qingyue slowly came to Yang Chen’s side in the arms of the bridesmaids and every step she made was light and elegant, as if she were walking across the clouds.

An ordinary person would look like they were walking, but if they were in her body, they would look like a fairy riding on top of a cloud.

Xia Qingyue finally came to the front of the carriage, and the two bridesmaids walked away after bowing.

In accordance to the Blue Wind Empire’s wedding tradition, the groom had to bring the bride onto the bridal carriage himself.

Yang Chen stepped forward and stretched out a helping hand at Xia Qingyue. Xia Qingyue elegantly lifted her hand... However, as Yang Chen took Xia Qingyue’s hands in his palm, a piercing cold energy unraveled onto Yang Chen’s hand and his entire right arm stiffened in pain, half-immobilized.

'Wow, what a warm welcome.'

The biting cold sensation slowly disappeared as Yang Chen put his arm down with a silent, indifferent expression.

He used his qi to expel all the cold energy. He didn't know if she did it on purpose or not, but hopefully it wasn't intended. Otherwise, even if she was beautiful, he would teach her about equal rights.

If one opened Xia Qingyue’s curtain of fine beads, one would see her beautiful eyes flash in surprise and then hastily become cold once more.

Yang Chen sat on the horse and the wedding procession went on. The Xia Clan’s wedding team followed in the direction of the Xiao Clan shortly after.

After another hour and a half, the march returned to the Xiao Clan’s main entrance. This long journey was smooth and calm, to the disappointment of those who looked forward to the development of any drama.

Xiao Lie was already at the doorway and stood to welcome their guests. Sadly, the number of people who came for Yang Chen can be counted with one hand. Most of the guests came for Xiao Lie and the Xia Clan.

With Xiao Lie’s fame and Xia Clan’s connection, many guests were seen. Outside the entrance of Xiao Clan house, people who came to see the event was next to infinite, the streets were so filled up that not even a water droplet could get through.

All these people came for the marriage of the number one beauty in Floating Cloud City.

Xia Qingyue’s bridal carriage slowly stopped in the middle of the noise. A corner of the curtain was opened as her maid Xia Dongling gently spoke.

“Miss, we have arrived.”

Afterwards, a hand reached out, and Xia Dongling gently lowered her arms. As soon as she got out of the carriage, the deafening atmosphere suddenly quieted to be replaced by deep breaths that followed one after another.

Xia Dongling wrapped a red silk sash around Xia Qingyue’s hand. Naturally, the other end of the sash was tied to Yang Chen’s hand.

As he got off the saddle, Yang Chen smiled as he walked over to lead Xia Qingyue across the brazier. They cruised over the doorstep of the Xiao clan and stepped directly into the hall.

'Let this fart be done and over fast.'

Yang Chen complained in his heart. This woman was too much for him. Lin Ruoxi was still better than her.

The master of ceremonies first introduced the bride and groom and then read names from a list of distinguished guests that had come to visit.

As he went on, Yang Chen’s expression remained neutral but in his heart he was very annoyed.

The voice of the master of ceremonies stopped. After a brief pause, his voice became eight octaves higher.

“First bow to heaven and earth!”

Yang Chen did as he was told to. And Xia Qingyue did the same.

“Second bow to the elders!”

The two then made an 180-degree turn towards the seated Xia Hongyi and Xiao Lie and bowed. Xiao Lie firmly nodded and smiled lovingly at Yang Chen and his new granddaughter-in-law.

Xia Hongyi also smiled and beamed in contentment.

“Husband and wife, exchange bows!”

Yang Chen’s body turned towards Xia Qingyue and at the same time Xia Qingyue also turned to face him.

This swift action that did not withhold any hesitation or delay made all members of the younger generation of the Xiao Clan clench their teeth.

In their thoughts, they believed that Xia Qingyue did not willingly enter this marriage with that crippled bastard but was instead forced to come by the Xia clan.

To their disappointment, even up to this moment, there was no resistance at all from Xia Qingyue.

Yang Chen saw cold eyes peeking through the gaps of the bead curtain—cool, icy eyes that revealed no traces of emotion.

'Is she a dead fish or something?'

Yang Chen started to become curious as to why her eyes were like that. There was a saying that the eyes were the win

dows to the soul, but in Qingyue's case, they seemed to be impenetrable walls.