Chapter 1349: Will You?
The Tongzhou Great Emperor's affirmation did not cause a change in Huo Laoban's expression. He remained as before, a faint smile on his face, looking utterly unfazed by honor or disgrace.
Judging from his reaction, it was impossible to tell whether Huo Laoban had truly taken the Tongzhou Great Emperor's promise to heart or not.
Nevertheless, although his expression remained unchanged, he still smiled and expressed his gratitude to the Tongzhou Great Emperor.
“Since the Great Emperor has chosen to trust your subordinate, your subordinate will certainly not disappoint you. Your subordinate thanks the Great Emperor in advance for your high regard and cultivation. ”
Huo Laoban said with a smile. Hearing this, the Tongzhou Great Emperor gently waved his hand, signaling that further words of thanks were unnecessary.
“How have you handled Yang Haoran's side? There won't be any slip-ups, will there? ”
The Tongzhou Great Emperor asked. Huo Laoban smiled faintly, his tone utterly confident.
“Haha, there won't be any slip-ups. I am absolutely certain of that. ”
Huo Laoban watched this scene, not only showing no sign of anxiety, but his smile deepened by several shades.
“The time is almost right. The real show is about to begin. In a moment, I'll need the Great Emperor's assistance, otherwise, with my current strength, I won't be able to execute the plan perfectly for now. ”
Huo Laoban said to the Tongzhou Great Emperor, an expression of complete confidence on his face. The Tongzhou Great Emperor said nothing, merely nodding slightly.
In the Guardian District of the Jingling Continent Underworld Office's Ninth District, Yang Haoran and Xu Meijing slowly ascended the wedding stage, stepping forward under the varied gazes of the crowd. These gazes held excitement, envy, regret, blessings, and even ill intent.
Yang Haoran, as always, had a faint smile on his face, appearing no different from usual. However, Yang Haoran's trusted subordinates knew that the smile on their boss's face today was not the same as usual. Because he had something weighing on his mind, the smile on his face was merely to accommodate this important occasion.
Xu Meijing wore a faint smile, a stark contrast to her usual demeanor. Normally, few would ever see a smile on the face of this aloof Guardian, but today was different. What they didn't know was that Xu Meijing's faint smile was also to accommodate this important occasion; she didn't want to lose her composure or give people cause for gossip at such a significant event, which was why she had to smile, going against her usual nature.
Although Xu Meijing didn't have something weighing on her mind like Yang Haoran, she was still somewhat unhappy at this moment. The reason was that Yang Haoran had "knocked over her vinegar jar," and furthermore, she knew Yang Haoran was hiding something from her and refusing to tell her, which had put her in a rather "unbeautiful" mood.
Were it any other occasion, she would never force herself to smile. She would certainly have displayed her displeasure on her face, and she wouldn't care what others thought or how they perceived her. But for an occasion like today, she had her reservations, and thus, even with some unhappiness in her heart, she still managed to squeeze out a hint of a smile.
As the two walked onto the stage, two trusted subordinates who had been waiting nearby immediately handed two microphones, one to Yang Haoran and one to Xu Meijing, with utmost respect. The festive music playing in the hall abruptly ceased as they each took a microphone, and the bustling hall gradually quieted down.
For today's wedding, Yang Haoran had no intention of following the typical procedures for ordinary people's weddings. One reason was that the conditions weren't met, as both his and Xu Meijing's parents were long gone. Another reason was that he didn't particularly like elaborate, superficial processes. They were all monotonous, meaningless, and merely going through the motions. Not only did he dislike it, but Xu Meijing didn't either, and he believed many guests present certainly wouldn't appreciate it.
Therefore, after discussing it with Xu Meijing, he decided to simplify the process, to speak meaningful words and do meaningful things. They didn't even bother with a master of ceremonies, because they themselves would be the masters of their own wedding.
“Haha, that all of you distinguished guests have taken time out of your busy schedules today to attend Xiao Jing's and my wedding deeply moves and touches us. Xiao Jing and I thank everyone here in advance. ”
Yang Haoran spoke with a faint smile, and as his voice rang out, the hall, which had still held some scattered murmurs, quickly became completely silent, with only his voice echoing within.
At this moment, all eyes converged on Yang Haoran and Xu Meijing, who both bowed slightly, politely saluting all the guests to express their heartfelt gratitude.
“Xiao Jing and I both dislike boring, rigid, and lengthy procedures, nor do we have much experience handling such occasions. Furthermore, we don't want to waste too much of everyone's time, so after discussing it with Xiao Jing, we decided to simplify the process of our wedding as much as possible, focusing only on the 'good stuff'. ”
Yang Haoran straightened up and wasted no time, continuing to speak with a smile. As his words fell, a wave of applause and cheers erupted from below the stage.
Only after the venue gradually quieted down did Yang Haoran continue, smiling.
“Xiao Jing and I have known each other for many years, and we've been together for many years. We first met right here in the Lecheng Underworld Office. However, when we first started, not only did we have no good feelings for each other, but we found each other extremely disagreeable. We even had some unpleasant incidents because of it. ”
After a slight pause, Yang Haoran continued, his tone unhurried. Though his face still bore a smile, it now held a touch of reminiscence.
“Fate is truly wondrous. Those destined to be together, no matter what they experience or how much time passes, will eventually find their way to each other. Such is the case with Xiao Jing and me. From initially finding each other disagreeable, to becoming friends, then lovers, and now stepping into the halls of matrimony – while the journey wasn't overly winding, neither of us could have foreseen this day when we first met. That's why I marvel at the wonder of fate. ”
At this point, Yang Haoran turned his gaze to Xu Meijing beside him, then spoke with a look of profound sincerity.
“Xiao Jing, meeting you in this life is my, Yang Haoran's, good fortune. I am deeply thankful and moved. For the rest of our lives, I hope you will walk alongside me, through all storms, never leaving, never abandoning. Will you? ”
As these words fell, Yang Haoran knelt on one knee, black qi rising from his hand. Two entirely black rings appeared, floating suspended between Yang Haoran and Xu Meijing.
These two rings had no embedded ornaments, but they were carved with intricate, abstruse, and mysterious runes, appearing profoundly enigmatic as strands of Yin Qi entwined around them. Although neither of these rings emitted any power fluctuations at this moment, everyone present knew that they were undoubtedly rare treasures.
Xu Meijing, who had originally been nursing a touch of displeasure from her "overturned vinegar jar," now looked at Yang Haoran, his face filled with sincerity as he knelt on one knee before her, and at the two black rings floating suspended below her heart. Her unhappiness dissipated with the sight.
At this moment, Xu Meijing was truly happy. This unprecedented feeling of bliss caused her, usually so aloof, to find her eyes momentarily reddening, her heart overflowing with emotion.
Of course, she wouldn't refuse Yang Haoran. If she were going to refuse him, she wouldn't be here right now. Besides, it was she who had proposed marriage to Yang Haoran in the first place; she had no reason whatsoever to refuse him.
However, just as she, brimming with happiness, was about to open her mouth and accept Yang Haoran, an extremely discordant voice suddenly echoed through the quiet hall.
“Haha, what a truly touching and enviable scene. What a pity, though, that some people are on the verge of death, yet Yang Haoran, you still have the leisure to propose to Xu Meijing here. It seems that in your eyes, she is, after all, merely a pawn that can be discarded at any time. If that dying person were to see you proposing so affectionately to Xu Meijing at this moment, I imagine her reaction would be quite spectacular. Do you think she might die on the spot from the shock? ”
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