Chapter 267 - 263: Crazy Couple 27

Chapter 267: Chapter 263: Crazy Couple 27

After everyone had fallen asleep, Ji Xiaosong cast an Illusion Technique on her room and added a thin Barrier.

That way, if anyone suddenly burst in, they would see her fast asleep.

At the same time, she would immediately know if someone had entered her room.

Having done all this, Ji Xiaosong turned invisible and settled onto Rongrong’s back.

"Rongrong, let’s go find Wu Wenxuan. If we go now, we should be able to find him quickly."

"Song, are you going to finish Wu Wenxuan off?"

"No, I’m cleaning up the mess. Although Wu Chufeng thinks he’s handled it, if Wu Daniu and Wang Cuihua think about it a little more, they’ll immediately pin it on either him or me."

"I see. You don’t want this to get too complicated, so you’re handling it yourself."

"Exactly. I’m going to alter the timeline and his memories."

As they talked, they quickly found Wu Wenxuan resting in the wilderness.

He had only managed to travel a few dozen miles during the day; in fact, he was still in the suburb of the capital.

Wu Chufeng had been truly ruthless. Using her Divine Sense, Ji Xiaosong saw that the entire thing was gone.

’Gory. So gory!’

Wu Chufeng hadn’t even left him a place to rest his feet.

The two robotic servants Ji Xiaosong had arranged were taking good care of Wu Wenxuan.

Each robot had a Space Button and was stocked with the finest medicinal herbs. There was no way Wu Chufeng’s handiwork would lead to an infection.

Ji Xiaosong put Wu Wenxuan into a deep coma before revealing herself to the two servants.

"Greetings, Miss Ji."

"What’s his condition?"

"Replying to Miss Ji, after Wu Wenxuan lost his manhood, his mental state has been somewhat unstable. Otherwise, there are no abnormalities."

"Mm, I see. Who else knows what happened?"

"They have all been dealt with by Vice Minister Wu. No one was missed."

’Hearing the robots say that, it seems everything has been taken care of.’

Ji Xiaosong closed her eyes, focused her mind, and slowly infused her Spiritual Power into Wu Wenxuan’s mind.

Her consciousness, like an invisible thread, carefully navigated through Wu Wenxuan’s chaotic memories.

First, Ji Xiaosong found the memory of Wu Chufeng’s attack, extracting and concealing it piece by piece.

Then, she began to weave a new memory.

In Wu Wenxuan’s mind, a memory of him visiting Yihong House for some entertainment appeared.

Inside Yihong House stood a woman dressed in a vibrant gauze dress.

The woman’s back was to him. Her figure was graceful, her long hair cascading like a waterfall.

Wu Wenxuan’s heart suddenly quickened. An indescribable impulse drove him to slowly approach her.

Just as he was about to get close, the woman seemed to sense his presence and slowly turned around.

In that instant, Wu Wenxuan’s vision was dazzled. The woman was as beautiful as a Fairy descended from the heavens, her eyes full of emotion, her smile like a blossoming flower.

Wu Wenxuan was immediately captivated, and his steps became a little flustered.

He wanted to greet her but was too nervous to speak.

The woman seemed amused by his appearance. She lightly covered her lips, her laughter as crisp and clear as a silver bell.

Wu Wenxuan grew even more enchanted, approaching the woman step by step.

What happened next proceeded as a matter of course. But at the critical moment, he used too much force and felt a sharp pain in his lower body. His vision went black, and he lost consciousness.

Ji Xiaosong branded this memory deep into Wu Wenxuan’s mind, then checked it carefully to ensure there were no flaws.

After finishing all this, she slowly withdrew her Spiritual Power and let out a long sigh of relief.

Then, she instructed the two robotic servants, "Continue to take good care of him. Report any abnormalities to me immediately."

"Yes, Miss Ji."

With that, Ji Xiaosong turned invisible again and departed quietly with Rongrong.

Returning to her room, she found that no one had broken in.

Ji Xiaosong lay down on her bed and finally fell asleep, relieved.

In the month that followed, news of Wu Wenxuan’s incident never reached the Capital City.

Even if he had wanted to send a message, he couldn’t get one out under the watch of the people Ji Xiaosong had arranged.

People monitored his every move—eating, drinking, and relieving himself. His social interactions were blocked, and he could do nothing but recuperate. He had no way to complain to anyone.

Meanwhile, Ji Xiaosong finally reached the day of her wedding to Wu Chufeng.

On the wedding day, before the sky had brightened, Ji Xiaosong was gently shaken awake by her younger sister, Ji Xiaohua.

"Sister, it’s time to get up! Today is your big day!"

Ji Xiaohua’s voice was bright, filled with a mix of excitement and anticipation.

Ji Xiaosong rubbed her eyes and looked at her sister’s youthful face, a warm feeling welling up inside her.

She sat up, patted her sister’s head gently, and smiled. "Xiao Hua, why are you more anxious than I am?"

Ji Xiaohua stuck out her tongue and said with a grin, "Of course I’m anxious! Sister, you’re marrying Vice Minister Wu today. I can’t let you oversleep."

Ji Xiaosong smiled, got out of bed, and began to get ready. Although they hadn’t planned an extravagant wedding, Wu Chufeng had still given her plenty of fanfare.

The dowry had been prepared long ago. While not luxurious, it was more than respectable.

After all, given her status, she couldn’t be too ostentatious.

Once her hair and makeup were done, Ji Xiaosong put on a red wedding gown. The fabric was soft and the embroidery exquisite, making her look even more beautiful and captivating.

Ji Xiaohua’s eyes sparkled as she watched from the side, unable to resist exclaiming, "Sister, you’re so beautiful!"

The groom’s procession had already arrived at the gate. With all the procedures they had to go through, it would be nearly dusk before they could reach the Vice Minister Mansion.

When it was time for the newlyweds to pay respects to the elders, Wu Chufeng took Ji Xiaosong’s hand and slowly walked into the main hall.

The hall was decorated in a solemn yet festive manner, with red silk hanging high and candlelight flickering.

Wu Daniu sat in the seat of honor, watching the new couple with a complicated expression, his eyes holding both relief and a hint of imperceptible worry.

On the other side, the memorial tablet of Wu Chufeng’s birth mother stood quietly.

Wang Cuihua stood to one side, forcing a smile onto her face, but her eyes betrayed resentment and jealousy.

She had wanted to use this opportunity to put on the airs of an elder, but the thought of Wu Chufeng’s cold gaze made her hesitate. In the end, she didn’t dare to cause trouble and could only retreat to the side resentfully, grinding her teeth in secret.

Wu Chufeng, holding Ji Xiaosong’s hand, walked before the seats of honor, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "Father, Mother, your son has married Ji Xiaosong today and has come to pay his respects."

Wu Daniu nodded, his voice a little hoarse. "Good, good... It is fate that brought you two together. Chu Feng, you must treat Xiaosong well from now on. Don’t let her down."

Wu Chufeng nodded solemnly. "Rest assured, Father. Your son will do everything in his power to protect her."

Ji Xiaosong also curtsied slightly and said in a soft voice, "This daughter-in-law greets Father and Mother. From now on, I will serve you with all my heart and walk through life hand-in-hand with Chu Feng."

Wu Daniu looked at Ji Xiaosong, a flicker of gratification in his eyes.

Over the past month, thanks to the servants she had arranged, all the masters in the Vice Minister Mansion were living lives of unprecedented ease. It was clear that this village girl had some real ability.

Seeing this, Wang Cuihua grew even more displeased and couldn’t help but interject, "Aiya, Chu Feng, this wife of yours seems quite sensible. But our Wu Family has its rules. You’ll have to teach her well in the future, so she doesn’t act improperly and bring shame upon our family."

Upon hearing this, Wu Chufeng’s brow furrowed slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He glanced sideways at Wang Cuihua and said coolly, "Aunt, you worry too much. Xiaosong is my lawfully wedded wife; she will naturally learn the Wu Family’s rules. It would be best for you to worry less about other people’s affairs."

Wang Cuihua’s face stiffened, choked by Wu Chufeng’s words. She awkwardly shut her mouth, seething with a rage she dared not unleash.

Sensing the subtle shift in atmosphere, Ji Xiaosong gently tugged on Wu Chufeng’s sleeve, signaling for him to say no more.

Wu Chufeng took the hint, composed his expression, and turned back to Wu Daniu. "Father," he said respectfully, "it is getting late. We should proceed with the ceremony."

Wu Daniu nodded and waved his hand. "Alright, begin."

Seeing this, the master of ceremonies hurried forward and announced in a loud voice, "First bow, to Heaven and Earth..."

Wu Chufeng and Ji Xiaosong stood side by side, slowly turned to face the world outside the hall, and bowed deeply.

"Second bow, to the elders..."

The pair turned to face Wu Daniu and the memorial tablet, bowing once more.

"Third bow, to each other..."

"Wait!"