After Being Abducted and Raised by A Snake - Chapter 69.2

“Welcome the Emperor.”

When they reached the foot of the mountain, dozens of demons holding palace fans suddenly came from the sky on the wind. They bowed to Xuan Ming, who was holding Wan Zhong, with all their grace. Their noses and chests were lowered, their backs were lowered, and their heads were bowed, not daring to go beyond the rules.

Wan Zhong was naked, and when someone appeared, he hurriedly buried his exposed feet and head into Xuan Ming’s robe until he was carried into a luxurious sedan as big as a house. Then he asked Xuan Ming in a low voice, his face flushed: “Aren’t we going to get married? What are we going to do now?”

“Of course, we can only get married after we have packed up.” He raised Wan Zhong’s chin, kissed his temples, and said, “I’m waiting to have a drink with you at the temple.”

Xuan Ming left after saying something that made Wan Zhong’s ears burn, and several maids came in.

Wan Zhong was startled when he looked at the big steaming barrel with flower petals floating on it.

He thought the maids wanted to help him bathe, but before he could refuse, the maids, who had been instructed by Xuan Ming, put down the tray in their hands, lowered their eyebrows, and in a tone that sounded better than Jiangnan women’s soft words, said: “When you finish bathing, we will come back to serve you and tie your hair.” After that, they left.

After sinking into the bathtub, Wan Zhong found black dirt began to ooze out of his body. At the same time, a very warm power seeped into his pores, making his limbs feel extremely comfortable.

The maids had previously said that this was a cleansing of the essence and marrow, so naturally Wan Zhong couldn’t let go of such a good opportunity to transform his body and immediately gave himself a good cleansing.

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After taking a shower, he clearly felt his skin condition had improved qualitatively. That kind of change scared Wan Zhong himself.

He looked at the red wedding dress on the shelf. Fortunately, the style of the dress was the same as the triple dress that Xuan Ming often wore, and he usually put on and took off Xuan Ming’s clothes. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to put it on and would have had to ask the maids for help in embarrassment.

Wan Zhong took off the first layer of clothing that was as red as blood and as thin as cicada wings and put it on; then took off the second layer of clothing that was red as fire and put it on; and finally, the third layer of clothing with long sleeves and fluttering, still dazzling red. The difference between the third piece and the previous two was that it was also embroidered with cloud patterns, and the mythical beast symbolizing auspiciousness could be vaguely seen crawling on the hem and cuffs.

…It was comfortable, but why didn’t it have any underwear or shoes?

The maids who filed in arranged Wan Zhong’s wedding clothes, tied his hair, and put on a crown. The maids holding rouge and makeup looked at Wan Zhong, and their faces were all dazed for a moment. They all felt that makeup would only stain his stunning face. After hanging a few jade pendants around his waist, they took an exquisite small incense burner and started to smoke him from head to toe…

Wan Zhong obediently allowed them to manipulate him. Looking at himself dressed as an ancient man in the mirror, he felt like he was a different person.

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After getting out of the sedan, the scene in front of him was completely new.

When they were at the foot of the mountain, the Demon Mountain was so towering and steep that it reached into the clouds, and it was impossible to see the end. Now he could already see the majestic palace buildings and the statues standing on the top of the mountain.

It was like a dream, like a fairyland.

Wan Zhong fell in love with this place at first sight, but what about Xuan Ming?

Accompanied by the maid holding the palace fan canopy, Wan Zhong walked barefoot up the stone steps covered with a thick red carpet. Every few meters along the way, magic soldiers in silver armor saluted him. Behind them, countless demons crowded the street and bowed to him, then talked happily non-stop, mostly saying things like:

“The empress picked by the emperor is human~”

“He is a man!”

“The empress is so beautiful! Prettier than vixens!”

“I heard that he was kidnapped from the human world by our emperor.”

“Wow~ The emperor is so powerful~”

Wan Zhong felt bitter in his heart. So many strange demons suddenly appeared in front of him. He was already very strong for not fainting, and he could not laugh.

Either way what was supposed to come would always come.

At the end of the steps, swarms of snakes suddenly appeared.

They were big or small, long or short, colorful, and of different shapes. They spit out scarlet tongues and twisted their swaggering snake bodies toward Wan Zhong. They waved tails and saluted him while wagging their densely packed snake tails, calling and yelling.

“Our beautiful Snake Empress, please open your beautiful big eyes and look at your devout people~”

“Ah!”

Wan Zhong took a step back, and his head was instantly transformed into a brilliant firework. Before his body went limp and fainted, Xuan Ming, dressed in red, floated down next to him, hugged him, and said strangely: “How can you faint after walking just a few steps?”

Wan Zhong buried his head in Xuan Ming’s shoulder, breathing rapidly, and spoke with a voice that only they could hear: “Snakes, there are so many snakes, I’m afraid.”

Wan Zhong was a little embarrassed, but there was nothing he could do. He had tried his best.

Even if he had fallen in love with a snake and was pregnant with a litter of snake cubs, he would still be frightened when he saw another snake and would uncontrollably want to faint.

Xuan Ming didn’t say anything. He casted a small illusion and took Wan Zhong to the mist-shrouded sacrificial platform. He held his waist and said, “Open your eyes.”

Wan Zhong took a deep breath and hid under his sleeves. He clenched his hands into fists and told himself over and over again: ‘You must not be embarrassed on such an important day! It doesn’t matter to him; but Xuan Ming is the emperor of the demon realm, and he can’t afford to lose face.’

Gritting his teeth, Wan Zhong opened his eyes and looked down. The snakes and demons that he had imagined densely crawling on the ground all turned into fiery red roses…

Later that day, the demons who came back from the ceremony were all dancing and excitedly saying: “The extremely beautiful little empress smiled at me! He looked at me as if I was the most precious and beautiful little flower in the world!”