What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

Soon, it was the day of Ye Yu’s wedding.

The marriage ceremony in the God Realm was even more elaborate than those in the Mortal Realm.

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Ye Yu couldn’t help but let out a sigh.

During this period, he had seriously reflected on everything.

He had even thought about not going through with the marriage at all.

Why should it happen just because Cui Yanshui said so? Did he have no pride?

But that thought was instantly suppressed by Shi Tiange and Ye Zhendong.

The two of you have an engagement—this is something everyone knows.

Now that the Cui family has declined, if you suddenly say you won’t marry, all the God Clan will point fingers at you.

They’ll think that you agreed to the engagement back then only because you coveted the Cui family’s power.

Now that they’ve fallen, you want to run? Wouldn’t that make you an ungrateful wretch?

Hearing his parents say this, Ye Yu felt his scalp go numb.

What was originally a fake engagement had now turned real. Truly, the world was unpredictable.

Of course, Ye Yu had also considered going to talk to Cui Yanshui again.

But every time he thought of the Cui family, he would recall the ancestral hall—

and Cui Baisheng’s memorial tablet.

Forget it. Forget it. If I can’t break it off, then I’ll just go through with the marriage!

Ye Yu sighed again. Seeing that the time was almost up, he prepared to have someone arrange his hair and get ready to depart.

But the next moment, he suddenly felt a bit nervous.

Not because of the wedding—

but because of the person standing behind him.

It was Qi Yuan, who had rushed back covered in travel dust.

Two days earlier, after thinking it over again and again, Ye Yu had decided to tell Qi Yuan about his upcoming marriage.

If he deliberately hid it from her,

then when she found out later, she would likely feel even worse.

Besides, something like this couldn’t be hidden anyway.

Rather than acting guilty and evasive, it was better to speak openly.

The engagement made it unavoidable.

When he last checked on her, she had still been in the northern region of the God Realm. He hadn’t expected her to return so quickly.

And judging by the way she was panting heavily, she hadn’t stopped even for a moment.

Ye Yu didn’t want to remain silent like this, so he took the initiative to speak.

"You’re here. Actually, this marriage is because of—"

Before he could finish, Qi Yuan waved her hands repeatedly.

"I know. Xuanji Hall and the Cui family set this engagement hundreds of years ago."

"You getting married now is only natural. You don’t need to worry about me. You said before that I should think things through first, didn’t you?"

Hearing this, Ye Yu was left speechless.

He had thought Qi Yuan might take it poorly, so he planned to explain more.

But unexpectedly, she had already thought everything through clearly.

At this point, if he said anything more, it would only seem unnecessary.

Qi Yuan took the comb from a nearby maid and stepped forward, beginning to comb Ye Yu’s hair herself.

Her movements were gentle and extremely focused.

"Senior, if it weren’t for you, I would have already become a pile of bones outside some mortal city hundreds of years ago. Because of you, I became what I am now—a god."

"I am truly, deeply grateful to you."

"Today is your wedding. I had to come. But you’ve always been the one giving to me, and I don’t even have a proper gift for you."

"Let me comb your hair this time—consider it my wedding gift. When I grow stronger in the future, I’ll make it up to you with something worthy."

Ye Yu shook his head slightly.

Qi Yuan quickly added, "Senior, don’t refuse yet. This is my sincerity."

At this point, Ye Yu had no choice but to accept.

After finishing his hair, Qi Yuan personally adjusted his clothing, even bending down to straighten the ornaments on his shoes.

No matter how much he tried to refuse, she paid him no mind.

That gentle, devoted manner—

was like a wife preparing her husband before he set out.

Every movement was filled with deep affection.

Outside the door, Shi Tiange and Ye Zhendong were already in tears.

To avoid disturbing the moment, the two could only communicate through voice transmission.

Ye Zhendong: "No, I can’t take this anymore. If Qi Yuan were my daughter, Ye Yu would be losing both his legs today!"

Shi Tiange: "Only both legs? I’d kill him. How could he let Qi Yuan come at a time like this? That brat has no sense at all! I’m so angry I could die!"

Ye Zhendong: "Today, even if you beat me to death, I’m taking charge for once. Within this year, Ye Yu must form a cultivation partnership with Qi Yuan—and the ceremony must be no less grand than today’s!"

Shi Tiange nodded frantically. "That’s exactly what I was thinking!"

A moment later, the auspicious hour arrived, and Ye Yu stepped out to fetch the bride.

Inside the room, Qi Yuan opened her palm, revealing a strand of Ye Yu’s hair that she had secretly kept while combing it earlier. She then cut a strand of her own hair and tied the two together with a red string.

In the Mortal Realm, this was called a bonded-hair marriage.

Perhaps in this lifetime, she and Senior were destined never to be together.

Keeping this hair... would be her final keepsake.

Qi Yuan forced a faint smile, but tears streamed uncontrollably down her face, falling onto the intertwined strands of hair.

Meanwhile, everything proceeded smoothly on the other side.

Ye Yu arrived at the Cui family and saw Cui Yanshui dressed in her bridal attire.

Today, the head of the Cui family was breathtakingly beautiful.

And her smile was radiant—completely different from her usual cold demeanor.

Even Ye Yu found himself momentarily dazed.

Afterward, he rode the Nine Dragon Carriage back to Xuanji Hall. Under the witness of Ye Zhendong and Shi Tiange, they performed the wedding rites and were joined in marriage.

Everything appeared perfectly complete.

However, some of the guests present noticed something unusual about Ye Zhendong and Shi Tiange.

"Hey, why do Old Ye and Old Shi look unhappy? Their eyes are red—did they cry?"

"That’s called tears of joy, don’t you know? Stop making a fuss."

"What nonsense are you talking about? It’s daughters getting married who cry like that. Have you ever seen parents cry when their son gets married?"

"Uh... now that you mention it, that does make some sense. Then what’s going on?"

"Damn it, if I knew, why would I ask you?"

"..."

"Congratulations to Ye Yu and Cui Yanshui on their union. The ceremony is complete."

With a resounding announcement, the wedding ceremony came to an end.

Night fell.

Ye Yu was still entertaining guests and drinking.

Meanwhile, Cui Yanshui—who should have been waiting in the bridal chamber for the veil to be lifted—had instead gone to the back mountain of Xuanji Hall.

Unlike the lively front courtyard, this place was exceptionally quiet.

The reason she had come here—

was because Qi Yuan was here.

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