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Chapter 295: Chapter 102 This Visual Sensation is Simply Unmatched (Subscribe Please)_5



Cheng Guang felt inexplicably sentimental by the time his wedding came.

Standing before Cheng Guang, Qing Luan's jade-like hand carried a hint of coolness as she smoothed out the corner of his robe, then daintily stepped back and inspected him.

Her eyes smiled.

"All is ready, Princely Heir."

Cheng Guang nodded, pushed open the door, and walked toward the grand hall of Duke Zhen's Mansion, with Qing Luan following him.

Along the way, Cheng Guang noticed that numerous soldiers had appeared within Duke Zhen's Mansion. They all wore smiles upon seeing Cheng Guang, respectfully nodding and saluting until he had passed, before returning to their tasks.

Cheng Guang could faintly hear their discussions.
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"It must be said, the Princely Heir is truly exceptionally handsome."

"And indeed, only a figure like the Princely Heir could be a match for Miss Qin."

"Most of us in the Northern Expedition Army are rough men, hardly a match for someone like Miss Qin."

"Ah, quite a few of our young soldiers are smitten with Miss Qin. They'll probably be pounding on doors and weeping at midnight now."

By the end of their conversations, many of the soldiers couldn't help but chuckle, adding a lively air to the atmosphere.

Cheng Guang was unconcerned about the discussions among the soldiers behind him; there was no malice, only jest.

However, what they said was indeed true.

Many soldiers in the Northern Expedition Army called Qin Yanqiu the Female Martial God. Whether in terms of appearance or strength, she was an entity capable of standing on her own.

It was unknown just how many admired Qin Yanqiu.

But the majority, in face of Qin Yanqiu, would feel somewhat ashamed and would not dare express their affections, instead keeping their emotions silently hidden within their hearts.

Qin Gaozhi was perhaps representative of all those who secretly admired Qin Yanqiu.

Cheng Guang's thoughts wandered without focus.

When he came back to his senses, he had already reached the grand hall.

He walked into the hall.

At that moment, Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, had changed into new attire, a luxurious robe seemingly unearthed from an old chest, brand new as if never worn before, as if specially prepared for today.

When Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, saw Cheng Guang enter the hall, a faint smile crossed his aged face, tinged with deep emotion.

He had seen so little of his grandson.

Perhaps not even once in several years.

The last time he had seen his grandson, Cheng Guang's height had just reached up to his waist.

At their next meeting, Cheng Guang had grown into a man even slightly taller than him, and was about to get married under his witnessing.

A sigh escaped from within Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, filled with reflection.

Observing Cheng Guang, clad in a grand red wedding robe and handsome in appearance, Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan's eyes brimmed with a touch of tenderness. He beckoned Cheng Guang over.

He inspected him closely.

After adjusting Cheng Guang's clothing a bit, a smile touched his weathered face.

"Grandson, your wedding was originally to be held in the Capital city, but this old man still wanted to witness you getting married, so I had you also hold a ceremony here in North City."

"North City doesn't have much to offer, and the wedding can't be too grand, so we'll have to be frugal. Once you return to the Capital city, we can properly organize another one."

"Just that I, your grandfather, won't be able to see that one in the Capital city."

Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, laughed, feeling a tinge of heartsickness.

Despite his age, when others his age were enjoying their retirement, he was still dutifully guarding the border in North City all alone.

His encounters with his grandson were even less frequent and pitifully scarce.

After Cheng Guang's wedding, who knew when their next meeting would be?

Thinking of this, Duke of the State Cheng Shiyuan, the esteemed and unrivaled Sky-Man, had a hint of redness in his aged tiger eyes, appearing somewhat sentimental.

Cheng Guang could feel the emotions in Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan's heart and said nothing more, merely bowing slightly: "It's alright, getting married here in North City is also very good."

Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, relieved to hear Cheng Guang hadn't complained or found it troublesome, then seemed to remember something and looked toward the hall entrance.

"It should be about time. You can go now, grandson."

"Even if we are being frugal, the step of welcoming the bride can't be omitted."

"Miss Qin Yanqiu is probably waiting for you in the mansion already."

"Hurry along," said Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, waving his hand slightly.

Cheng Guang nodded briefly, exchanged a few casual words with Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, and then, taking Qing Luan with him, left Duke Zhen's Mansion.

Outside Duke Zhen's Mansion, there was already a line-up of soldiers forming a procession with an inexplicably imposing air.

As Cheng Guang stepped out the gate, soldiers led forth an Exotic Beast that resembled a large tiger for him. The beast had an exceptional appearance and a robust aura; even with Cheng Guang's current cultivation, he could feel a sense of pressure in its presence.

A big red flower hung around the neck of the Exotic Beast.

The sense of ceremony was instantly maximized.

Seeing Cheng Guang gazing at the Exotic Beast in a daze, a nearby soldier explained with a chuckle, "Princely Heir, this is the Duke's mount, cherished so dearly on ordinary days that no one else is even allowed to touch it."

"Today, as the Princely Heir has come, the Duke had us bring over this Capturing Heaven Tiger as the Princely Heir's mount."

Cheng Guang realized that this was probably a token of sentiment from Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan.

Even if North City had no luxuries to offer, he still wanted to give the very best to Cheng Guang to use.


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