The wedding proceeded soon after.
Yurik and I were guided to the seats arranged by the maids and took our places.
The bride, who had been standing with a reverent posture, adjusted her dress once more.
Guests momentarily halted their conversations, watching the woman who would start a new life from today. Her expressions, movements, and the emotions within her…
If everything met the expectations of the guests, blessings were bestowed.
And applause always followed the marriage ceremony that took place within. Felicia’s wedding was no exception.
Felicia’s face, adorned with a wide smile, was like a blooming flower. It would be challenging for me to gauge the happiness she currently felt.
Beautiful Felicia. Next to her was Lord Menotti, protecting her.
The perfect pair was blessed by the weather as well. The sunlight pouring through the window subtly spread over their heads, creating a sparkling effect.
My appearance might have been so mesmerizing that I unknowingly kept my mouth open throughout the wedding.
I envied Felicia. Laughing with a handful of flowers, putting on a ring, writing vows, and reciting them.
“……Lize.”
“…….?”
“……Lize!”
I snapped out of it at the sound from the side. Yurik was looking at me with a worried expression, thinking I was slow to react.
“Sorry, what did you say?”
“It seems like someone is calling you over there.”
Yurik pointed, and I saw Silke waving at me.
There wasn’t much time left until the end of the ceremony.
After seeking Yurik’s permission, I headed towards the front, and several people looked at me with frowns.
Despite exchanging awkward greetings, I reached Silke, who was waving at me. Besides Silke, other siblings were also sitting in a row.
“What’s going on?”
I asked with a voice full of complaints.
“Why are you sitting there? It’s your sister’s wedding, and all the siblings should sit together. Is Yurik Penton that good?”
The one who answered was Swell, who had his lips pursed. Clenching his fists, he added that Yurik and I were sitting together because Felicia, who guided me before the wedding, arranged our seats.
She had instructed the maids to choose seats for Yurik and me. And I sat without thinking… It turned out to be Felicia’s scheme!
Feeling unjust, I wanted to protest, but my voice was drowned out by the musical performance. Unable to raise my voice, I gestured as much as I could that it wasn’t intentional.
“Do you have to pick a fight even on the wedding day?”
Silke interjected.
“Silke, you should be on my side.”
“Miss Companion, just because we were born on the same day in the same place, it doesn’t mean I have to be on your side.”
Swell’s arrow now turned towards Silke. Both, with similar intimidating characters, glared at each other menacingly.
“Enough, you two. Mother is watching.”
Their gazes shifted to Bernard, who mediated. Isabella’s disapproving stare from afar silenced Swell and Silke’s mouths.
“Soon, Felicia will give each of us a flower.”
Bernard said, looking at me.
“A flower?”
“From the bouquet Felicia is holding. Of course, she must have given the best one to the Lord.”
Felicia and Lord Menotti laughed heartily while removing pollen from each other’s faces. Before riding the white carriage around the village, they stood beneath the chandelier.
Felicia’s gaze turned towards her siblings.
Recognizing it as a signal, the siblings, without anyone saying anything, stood up simultaneously. Although they hurriedly rose, their footsteps outside the chairs maintained their dignity.
I couldn’t help but laugh at the siblings’ upright posture as they walked with straightened waists. Yet, intentionally, I also adjusted my stride.
The siblings stood in front of Felicia in a row. She smiled happily, reaching for a bouquet filled with various colored roses to give to her eldest son, Rodney.
She didn’t hesitate to choose the colors she would give us in advance.
“To my beloved brother Rodney, a purple rose for the honor he will eventually gain.”
The rose she gave to Rodney was purple, fitting him well in terms of color.
“To my beloved brother Bernard, a white rose for unwavering kindness and purity.”
Next, Felicia gave a white rose to Bernard. Swell received an orange rose for ‘unquenchable desire,’ while Silke received a yellow rose for ‘unchanging friendship.’
Finally, the only one left was me, the youngest and the last brother. Felicia, standing in front of me, chose a pink rose from the remaining colors in the bouquet. It was also the color that Silke wanted.
“To my beloved brother Lize, a pink rose for future happiness.”
After the wedding, a three-day celebration followed.
Today’s party took place near the location of the wedding ceremony, the next day in the village where the Polon Mansion was located, and the last day in the village where Lord and Felicia Menotti would reside.
It was a grand celebration planned by Lord Menotti for Felicia, who enjoyed being with people.
‘This is different from the daytime.’
Entering the hall, I noticed Felicia more prominently than anyone else.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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