Too Reckless

"Gujiji~gujiji..."

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Red candles are like fire, embellishing the wedding room with the word "Happiness", red silk brocade quilts are spread on the canopy bed carved with mandarin ducks, red flowers are hung on the curtains embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns, several golden spikes hang down, dressed in fiery red wedding dresses The woman, sitting obediently in it, quietly waited for the groom.

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The dumpling in the red vest rolls lazily on the mandarin duck quilt, perhaps because he was bored after waiting too long, and hummed an unknown folk song like "Red Umbrella...".

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The noise of the guests in the outer house continued. Sitting in the wedding room could be heard from a distance. The groom didn't know how long it would take to come.

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Tang Jingxuan was naturally not in a hurry for the bridal chamber, but the long wait and the unknown about the affairs of men and women inevitably made her more and more nervous.

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Originally, she wanted the dumplings to accompany her, but the dumplings didn't show any sympathy for her mother and mother, and hummed beside her as if nothing had happened. Tang Jingxun was a little annoyed, picked up the longan and pine nuts on the bed, and threw them at the dumplings quietly.

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"Gee?"

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Danzi's head was smashed, he turned his head up, first looked left and right, then jumped to Tang Jingshen's legs, tilted his head and looked through the gap under the hijab.

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"What are you looking at? I'm about to get married, and I don't know how to cry. I've raised you for so many years..."

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Tuanzi's eyes were blank - it was always the daughter who cried to her mother when she got married, how could there be a reason for her daughter to cry when she got married?

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But the old lady said so, the dumplings naturally did not dare to disobey, and hugged Tang Jingxuan with their wings, rubbing their head against their stomach, looking reluctant.

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With a bird to accompany, Tang Jingshen's tension in her heart naturally eased a lot. She rubbed the soft dumplings and wanted to chat with her mother-in-law with her heart, but there was no response from the mother-in-law, and no one could sense it or know doing what.

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"This mother-in-law, she's still too shy... It's better to hide, so as not to cause trouble later..."

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While muttering softly, Tang Jing gently stroked the small vest on the dumplings and asked:

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"Who made these clothes for you?"

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Dumpling's wings gestured a few times, indicating that it was Tao Tao, who was ingenious, and he even made a show of it on Tang Jingshen's legs.

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Tang Jingxun snorted softly, picked up the pine nuts under the quilt, pushed them aside and put them in the palm of her hand:

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"Say, congratulations!"

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"Gurgling!"

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While teasing the dumplings, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the quiet wedding room:

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Tread—

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Tang Jing smiled condensedly, her face flushed abruptly, she hurriedly kicked the dumplings off, and did it properly.

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The dumpling was quite clever, and jumped to the door to welcome the arrival of the groom.

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Squeak-

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Soon, the door opened softly.

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Zuo Lingquan, who had three points of alcoholism, entered the room with a smile on his face, leaned over and picked up the dumpling that was waiting to be fed. After feeding a spiritual fruit, he ran outside the door and plugged the door.

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"Gee?!"

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Dango's shocked Guji sounded outside the door, and he kicked the door twice with his small claws.

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Tang Jingxuan sat with her hands clasped together and heard the voice and said:

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"Go to your nanny, don't make trouble here."

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"Gee..."

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Zuo Lingquan's eyes were full of smiles, and he opened the bead curtain and walked into the back room.

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Against the backdrop of the faint red candles, a serene woman dressed in a red wedding dress sits neatly between the curtains, with a rounded waist and a bulging skirt, which is very tight due to tension and suffocation, even if she covers her head, she is charming. The figure still makes it difficult to look away.

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Seemingly aware of the man's scrutiny, Jingxun's cheeks, which covered her red hijab, moved, and finally she lowered her head again, her hands clasped tightly, her knuckles turning white.

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Zuo Lingquan was naturally not in a hurry to pounce on him, he picked up the weighing pole on the desk, came to him, and gently lifted the red hijab.

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As the red hijab was lifted inch by inch, the tender and soft cheeks appeared in the candlelight, the almond eyes and red lips, and the skin was as white and greasy as fresh tofu. Exuded astonishment.

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Tang Jingshen's face turned red visibly to the naked eye. She didn't dare to face each other, she looked down at her feet with some dodge, and whispered:

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"Well... the makeup the dead mother-in-law gave me, it's weird... weird, I can't beat her..."

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"Really? I didn't expect my ancestor to also wear makeup. It's so beautiful."

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"Really……"

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Tang Jingxuan wanted to raise her hand to touch her cheek, but felt it was irregular, so she didn't move.

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Zuo Lingquan leaned over slightly, looked at the bride in front of him, and said with a smile:

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"My lady."

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"..."

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Although Tang Jingxuan has never been taught the etiquette of the cave by her mother, she has heard the general procedure from her aunt in the market since she was a child. She pursed her lips and whispered:

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"Master."

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The change from 'Xiao Zuo' to 'Xianggong' was just a change of title, but after the real export, Tang Jingxuan felt that an earth-shaking change had taken place. After all, from this moment on, she had completely changed from an orphan of the Tang family to Become a left family.

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Tang Jingxiao blinked her eyes, involuntarily recalling the bitterness and loneliness she had experienced since her birth, the corners of her mouth curled into a light smile, but a little mist could not be suppressed in her eyes.

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Zuo Lingquan felt the change in Jingshen's eyes. He brought the wine glass and sat down beside him, with a soft voice:

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"From now on, I will be the husband of Xing Xing, I will take care of everything, Xing Xing will no longer have to worry about being bullied..."

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"What if the dead mother-in-law bullies me?"

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"..."

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Zuo Lingquan opened his mouth.

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Tang Jingxun laughed "poof-", took the wine glass, and lightly bumped Zuo Lingquan with her shoulder:

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"I'm older than you, so I should protect you. From now on, whoever dares to bully you, I'll settle the account for you. Even if a dead woman bullies you, I'll convince her and let her wash your feet for you. Apologize..."

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Zuo Lingquan really wanted to show machismo, but his daughter-in-law was too arrogant, and sometimes there was nothing he could do. He smiled helplessly:

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"Okay, I see. I'll let the ancestors hear it later and drag me to the martial arts hall to practice for a few months. I can't reason."

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Tang Jingxuan held the crossed glass of wine and crossed Zuo Lingquan's wrist:

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"She promised, where will she listen to the wall today, don't worry... don't worry about messing with you, don't worry about her."

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Zuo Lingquan knew that the ancestor would not interrupt on the candle night, but when he thought about how it could affect the mood of the ancestor, there was still a feeling of being watched by the ancestor, and the pressure was quite high.

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However, at such a time, no matter how stressful it was, he had to give Jing Xing a good night without any regrets. He nodded and smiled and drank the Xianjia aged wine specially sent by Venerable Peach Blossom.

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Tang Jing sipped a glass of wine, the blush on her cheeks became a little thicker, and her nervousness eased a little. She put down the glass, looked around, and secretly glanced at Zuo Lingquan.

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Although the two of them have been intimate together for a long time, Jing You must be nervous when it comes to the truth. Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan turned to pick up the longan lotus seeds under the quilt, wanting Jingxing to relax first.

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But Tang Jingxuan still has very important things. He is afraid that if he relaxes too much, he will forget all the real business. After a little tangled, he still raises his hand and starts to untie Zuo Lingquan's belt:

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"Don't pick it up, I... I'm not too embarrassed, you... just come."

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"Um?"

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Zuo Lingquan was stunned for a moment, and held Jingshen's hand in a funny way:

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"Are you in a hurry?"

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"No, why would I be in such a hurry."

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Tang Jingxun hurriedly shook her head, and shook the bead hairpin on her head: "That's right, the mother-in-law told me something..."

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Tang Jing calmed herself vigorously, and briefly explained the method of obtaining the fire of life.

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Only now did Zuo Lingquan know that, he was naturally delighted, but on the night of the candle, discussing the matter of cultivation always felt too utilitarian, he shook his head and said:

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"Since it is a double cultivation method, why would it require the first time? If the woman is inexperienced, no matter how good the method is, it is impossible for the best method to succeed in that situation. Those cultivators will not miss this point."

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This inference is very reasonable, but Tang Jing is not very relieved: "The mother-in-law said so, in case...you missed it."

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Zuo Lingquan knew that Jingxu was worried about his practice, and after thinking about it, he leaned on the head of the bed, let Jingxu lean against his arms, took out her ancient book, and read it back and forth.

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If there are special prerequisites for the secrets of practice in the world, it will definitely be placed in a conspicuous place, such as 'If you want to practice this practice, you must first go to the palace', etc. It is impossible to hide it between the lines and harm people.

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If there is really a first request, a reminder should be written on the first page, but Zuo Lingquan rummaged through the ancient books, all of which are the route of qigong, and there is no mention of this at all. The only thing to note is that it is mentioned at the end of the volume. The sentence 'Yangyang explodes the body, yin and yin disperses, don't use this method' - the meaning is easy to understand, don't mess around with the same sex, it will kill people.

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After Zuo Lingquan glanced at it briefly, he calmed down and said with a smile:

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"Don't worry, there's no such requirement, just be assured of being a bride tonight."

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Tang Jingxuan was not very relieved, but Zuo Lingquan was so determined, she didn't say anything else, she said softly, "Yeah." She hugged Zuo Lingquan's arm against her shoulder.

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Zuo Lingquan didn't want to be in a hurry, but he was greedy for the white jade tiger for two years. In the past, he could only touch his head. Now he can feed the bamboo justifiably.

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Zuo Lingquan felt the touch of his arm being pinched, and the faint fragrance from his arms, his eyes changed a little, he pulled Da Hongxi up, put his hand on Jing Xing's shoulder, put his hand into the quilt, and said softly:

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"The ancestors have been teaching you this these days?"

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Tang Jingshen's face turned even redder, but she didn't move. She slightly lifted her collar to reveal the red mandarin duck apron underneath, and the outline of an emerald pendant:

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"Yeah. She is fierce and forced me to learn. She is also an old girl. I don't think she understands it herself, and her eyes are very strange when she talks..."

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No matter how presumptuous Zuo Lingquan is, he will not ridicule the ancestor behind his back, and his subconscious mind is more honest.

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Although it was very subtle, but Tang Jingxuan couldn't feel the man's pause, she frowned slightly:

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"Alright, leave her alone. You're afraid she'll come and clean you up. How are we going to bridal chambers?"

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Seeing that the bride was dissatisfied, Zuo Lingquan smiled embarrassingly: "Xianggong knows it's wrong, let's not talk about anything else, and do things seriously, right?"

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"Um……"

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Tang Jingxuan felt that Zuo Lingquan's hands were dishonest, and his body under the quilt twisted slightly, but in the end he relaxed and didn't move.

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In the past, she often watched Qingwan practice, and Tang Jingxuan was considered a girl who had seen the world. After a little comparison in her heart, she felt that Zuo Lingquan was too gentle in front of her, but not as enthusiastic in front of Qingwan.

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Thinking of this, Tang Jingxuan spoke again:

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"Don't be nervous, just follow your temperament. Just like with Fu Qingwan, you can do whatever you like. I'm not an outsider."

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Zuo Lingquan's Xiu Wanwan was as passionate as fire, but there were countless step-by-step steps to pave the way, and Jingxun just finished worshiping. Where would he be careless, he just shook his head for this daring invitation:

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"What kind of outsider, you can't bear it, just lean on it obediently."

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Tang Jingxuan didn't quite believe it. She had a very strong personality, and her realm was similar to that of Lingye. Qingwan could handle it. How could she not be able to handle it?

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Seeing Zuo Lingquan say this, Tang Jingxun was naturally unhappy:

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"Are you afraid of bringing the mother-in-law over?"

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Zuo Lingquan shook his head seriously: "No, you really can't bear it."

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"How do you know if you don't try?"

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Tang Jingxuan was still excited, and after a second thought, she avoided Zuo Lingquan's hand, and took out Linglong Pavilion from his waist and began to search.

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Zuo Lingquan was a little puzzled, and with his water-stained fingers, he scratched his calm face:

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"What are you looking for?"

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"Foxtail, don't you like this the most?"

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? ?

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Zuo Lingquan's eyes froze.

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Normally, yin and yang are in harmony, so it's the ancestor's fault that the ancestor came to interrupt, making a fox's tail...

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Zuo Lingquan felt a chill behind him, and he didn't even imagine the scene when the ancestor came over at that time, so he hurriedly held Jingshen's hand:

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"Forehead……"

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Tang Jingxuan raised her eyes, feeling a little aggrieved:

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"What? Are you afraid of the dead mother-in-law coming?"

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Zuo Lingquan dared to say yes, Jing You might have used force against him, so he could only say in a friendly manner:

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"Hey, next time. Lingye confiscated all the fox tails. I don't have them here. I'll ask Qingwan to make one for you in a few days."

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Tang Jingxun knew about this, so she gave up angrily:

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"Then I'll spare you today, and dare to shirk it next time, hum..."

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Forgive me……

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Zuo Lingquan blinked his eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and couldn't tell who had forgiven who. He didn't know what to say, so he just leaned forward and blocked Jingshen's words.

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Tang Jingxuan maintained a fierce look, but her eyes could not hide her nervousness. After a few moments of obediently kissing, she raised her hands, hugged Zuo Lingquan's neck, and slowly lay down on the pillow.

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The lips meet, as warm as honey.

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The faint candlelight illuminated the red curtain that was slowly lowered, and gradually only two shadows could be seen hugging each other.

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The rustling voice came from the curtains, and then stopped, turning into a whisper between men and women.

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After a soft "woo!", the words stopped completely. The only thing that could be seen in the wedding room was the golden spikes hanging down from the curtain. Under the candlelight, there was no wind, and they swayed slightly...