PFC Chapter 382 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [58]
Chapter 382 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [58]
Chapter 382 The Aloof and Holy Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [58]
These words were like water being poured into a frying pan; the demons watching the ceremony below cheered and laughed in an ambiguous manner.
For them, demons, mating is the most important thing.
However, they don't have the custom of making a ruckus in the wedding night, but humans do.
They had been looking forward to it for a long time, so after Xi Yao led the newcomers off the stage, they excitedly followed behind the two of them.
However, they got too excited and forgot their identities.
Xiu Jie appeared and glared at them fiercely. The demons quickly stopped their fighting and watched the newlyweds walk away with a sense of regret.
They had never actually made a ruckus in the bridal chamber before, especially not in the Demon Emperor's bridal chamber. And they were genuinely curious about the bride's appearance—the future Demon Empress.
Xiu Jie said it was almost done, and after detaining the demons, he hurriedly followed after them.
That said, he never caused any trouble.
Today's wedding arrangements are all based on human customs, and even the bridal chamber has been rebuilt and is very luxurious, located in a peach grove.
A pair of red candles were burning brightly, and as they flickered, a servant entered carrying items for the nuptial ceremony and the sharing of food.
However, both of these items were considered to be forbidden, and Shiga did not touch them at all.
Seeing that he neither ate meat nor drank alcohol, Jiang Xiyu assumed that he didn't like it, so she waved her hand and exempted him from both.
Xi Yao was also very perceptive. She went straight to the last step, holding the jade ruyi and stepping forward to let Jiang Xiyu lift the veil.
Jiang Xiyu took it, lifted a corner of the veil, and then lifted it off.
The veil fell into the red tent behind the two of them, making a soft rustling sound, and the ends of their hair fluttered for a moment.
Jiang Xiyu looked up, and her pupils involuntarily contracted.
What came into view was a cool and exquisitely beautiful face.
Like the bright moon in a cold palace, or the celestial lotus in a jade pond, his brows and eyes seemed to be adorned with a thin layer of frost. Even on this joyous day, his expression remained neither sad nor happy, as indifferent and desireless as a Buddha, making people dare not approach or profane him.
The phoenix coronet and embroidered robe did not erase his aloofness; on the contrary, they added a faint blush to his fair skin, as if adding a touch of human warmth to his appearance.
When their eyes met, one remained calm, while the other was stunned.
Even though their eyes met for only a moment, Jiang Xiyu could feel her heart pounding even harder.
Shiga merely frowned slightly before looking away.
Xi Yao took the scissors, knelt down, and cut a lock of hair from each of their locks, saying with a smile, "We are bound together as husband and wife, our love unwavering."
She then tied up the cut strands of hair with a red string.
The jet-black hair intertwined with the silver-white hair, adorned with a red ribbon, inexplicably added a touch of tender affection.
The demon placed the item under his pillow, and after the ceremony, he led everyone out of the room.
The moment the door closed, the red candles in the room burned even brighter.
Despite the lively atmosphere, the two people sitting quietly on the tatami remained silent.
The air remained quiet for a long time.
Jiang Xiyu's tense nerves suddenly snapped when she heard rustling sounds coming from outside.
He noticed someone outside the door, so he got up and walked towards the door.
As expected, when the door was opened, all the servants who should have left were craning their ears to eavesdrop, and the one leading them was none other than Xiu Jie.
On this wedding night, Jiang Xiyu was feeling quite excited and unsure how to begin, when these people came to watch the spectacle.
Jiang Xiyu looked at them and glared at them fiercely, as if giving them a warning.
In a voice only they could hear, they were ordered to leave the place.
Xiu Jie touched his nose, glanced at the sky, and said ambiguously that the spring night was too short and that he shouldn't waste it.
Before Jiang Xiyu could say anything, he led all the demons away.
Jiang Xiyu set up a protective barrier to prevent anyone from causing trouble again.
When he returned to the new house and looked at 'Yuejia' sitting on the tatami waiting for him, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
Shiga remained expressionless, as if he weren't the bride today.
In fact, he also believed that the bride was not himself.
After all, he didn't know whose body he had entered in this illusion.
The owner of this body is the one Jiang Xiyu truly wants to marry.
In the illusion, a person's most desired greed will be revealed.
The cat's greed lies in wanting to marry the owner of this body.
Shiga could see that in Jiang Xiyu's eyes as he looked at this body, there was tenderness, admiration, closeness, and even deep pity.
Having spent a long time in the secular world, Shiga had seen many people who were obsessed with love.
He knew that those were the emotions a man would have towards the one he loved.
In reality, the cat's gaze towards him was filled with admiration, respect, and even dependence stemming from its own kind instincts.
So those eyes could hold such emotions.
Shiga lowered his eyes, thinking quietly.
He had previously asked himself what to do if he couldn't let go of his obsessions, and Shiga answered him that only by letting go of obsessions could one attain enlightenment.
Now, in the illusion, he witnessed Jiang Xiyu's obsession firsthand.
What he held onto was not the matter itself, but the people.
All the tenderness and affection are directed toward one person.
Perhaps this is why he rejected himself and refused to become a Buddha.
Shiga closed his eyes and silently chanted the Buddha's name. His fingertips twitched uncontrollably, but he still couldn't touch his prayer beads.
He knew that people would be driven mad by love and desire, but clinging to it was ultimately just clinging to a bubble of nothingness, and in the end it would all be for nothing.
Only by letting go and distancing oneself can one truly be at ease.
Shiga's eyes showed no emotion.
He remained silent.
Jiang Xiyu saw him with his head down and eyes closed, and couldn't help but walk closer to him, half-squatting in front of him, and whispered, "Are you tired?"
Shiga felt something covering the back of his hand.
His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he slowly lifted his eyelids to gaze intently at him.
Jiang Xiyu raised her hand and smoothed the hair that fell down his side, then stood up and removed the phoenix crown from his head.
Shiga's figure remained motionless.
Three thousand strands of black hair fell down, covering the red quilt. Jiang Xiyu looked at the profile of the person in front of her, and for some reason, she suddenly thought of what Xiu Jie had said. She couldn't help but sigh: Such a scene is indeed a time when spring nights are too short.
Jiang Xiyu sighed, then reached out and pulled the person into his arms, intending to transfer demonic power to him.
Shiga initially intended to refuse indifferently, but he discovered that at this moment, the body was no longer under his control...