Investing in the Reborn Empress, She Actually Calls Me ‘Husband’ Chapter 730: All Parties Reached a Consensus

"Where could that ice block have stashed it?"

Li Mo gave his head a scratch. Since it was broad daylight without a moon in sight, he had no way to initiate a private spiritual conversation with her.

Furthermore, because she was the one who had hidden the item, she likely wouldn't divulge its location to him regardless.

He shifted his gaze toward his mother, searching for any clue hidden in her expression.

Gu Xueqin simply grinned and gave a small shake of her head. "Little Bing'er was the one who tucked it away. I'm just as clueless as you are."

Noticing her son's shifty eyes, Lady Gu grew suspicious and stood her ground, blocking the entrance more firmly.

"The time hasn't come for you to see the bride. And later on, you aren't permitted to sneakily lift Little Bing'er’s veil, either."

In terms of pure wealth, Li Mo possessed riches that could rival an entire nation.

When it came to martial strength, his physical body was unrivaled within his realm; his Divine Physique and Seventy-Two Transformations made him practically immune to a hundred disasters.

Yet, in this moment, he felt completely powerless because the person obstructing his path was his own mother.

It appeared his only choice was to continue searching for that object...

Suddenly, the sound of light footsteps echoed from behind his mother. Before Li Mo could even shift his focus, a stunning flash of crimson caught his eye.

He noted that while the wedding gown was a deep red, it paled in comparison to the jade-like face currently flushed with a bright scarlet hue.

She kept her head lowered, her fluttering eyelashes masking the deep emotions swirling in her eyes.

"Mother, please don't make him search any longer."

"You foolish girl, how can we just..." Gu Xueqin was momentarily stunned. We, your loyal subjects, were ready to fight to the bitter end for you, Your Majesty—so why have you surrendered so easily?

She then let out a soft laugh, recalling her own wedding day. It had been exactly like this; she had watched Old Li hunt around frantically until he was soaked in sweat before she finally had a maid secretly place the hidden item somewhere obvious.

Back then, her family had teased her for being so eager, claiming they had never seen a bride so impatient to get married.

"I have already fetched the hidden object."

"What? I didn't see it anywhere?"

"I am currently wearing it..."

Gu Xueqin looked on, puzzled.

Li Mo, who had just grasped the ice block's hand with the intent to lead her away, leaned back slightly at her words as his eyes drifted downward. He couldn't help but gasp sharply.

It was a well-known fact that if one had to choose between the ice block's martial arts prowess and her legs as the more lethal weapon, Li Mo would pick the latter without a second thought.

Especially now, hidden beneath the red skirt of the phoenix coronet and ceremonial robe, there was also...

"Mother, what if we just skip the part about stepping over the fire brazier later?"

"Why would we skip that? Are you worried it'll start a blaze in this dry weather?"

"Setting the fire risk aside, I'm just worried you might be concerned for my physical health."

"?"

While Gu Xueqin remained completely baffled, Li Mo inhaled deeply. His first instinct was to carry the ice block on his back, but he ultimately decided to scoop her up in a horizontal bridal carry.

She was quite light, yet sweat began to bead on his forehead and his hands shook slightly.

Ying Bing was flustered at first, but upon seeing his strained expression, she couldn't hold back a smile.

The usually dignified gentleman who loved playing secret tricks now looked exactly like an immature kid.

"Immature kid, take me away."

"I'm not just 'taking' you away."

"Then marry me and take me home, alright?"

"...."

Li Mo’s breath hitched in his throat.

He felt that even if he reached the peak of the Seventy-Two Transformations and merged it with his Divine Physique, he still wouldn't be able to endure this emotional blow.

The singular, cold beauty of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths was currently nestled against his shoulder, her face glowing and her eyes full of laughter, asking him to marry her. Who could possibly turn that down?

"Mother, I'm taking the ice block now."

"Go ahead."

Gu Xueqin smiled, but as she did, tears began to fill her eyes. She brushed them away quickly using a red cloth.

As her vision cleared, the immature kid seemed to find his resolve. Holding his bride—his older sister—he marched out with his head held high and his chest out.

Toward the sunlight, toward the cheering crowds!

"Ice block, what is that tune you're humming?"

"The one you were humming the other day. You said you heard it from the Buddhists."

"I have a strong suspicion you know that's the melody for 'Pigsy Carries His Bride,' but I can't prove it."

The sounds of their banter drifted back toward the house.

"How wonderful."

The voice of the Thousand Forms Martial Venerable resonated in Xiao Qin's mind. "I can actually feel a sense of warmth in this body."

Teacher, aren't you merely a lingering soul consciousness now?

Xiao Qin’s lip twitched, but he didn't dwell on it.

"Teacher, don't you think I'm the only person who still remembers that this entire wedding was supposed to be a trap to lure the snake from its hole and ambush the demonic..."

"My boy, you've always been an honest soul since you were a child. That's the quality I saw in you from the beginning."

"?"

"Forget it. Let's head to the feast. We should sit at the children's table. They eat slowly, so you can let me take control of your body to enjoy some of the food and drink."

Xiao Qin suspected his teacher had a different motive for wanting the kids' table, but he lacked proof.

"I feel like I've overlooked something..."

Lady Gu, still sniffing, suddenly stopped. She realized the 'red handkerchief' she had used to dry her eyes wasn't a handkerchief at all.

It was actually Little Bing'er’s red bridal veil.

"Ah, son, hold on!"

...

Fireworks erupted over Ziyang Prefecture City, their colors vivid even in the bright daylight.

These 'fireworks' didn't shower sparks, but rather a cascade of flower petals. There was no need to wonder how this was done; the deity overseeing marriages in the Great Shang dynasty possessed an inner world specifically for such events, prioritizing a professional display.

Amidst the falling petals, the white horse, Bai Ju, trotted gracefully through the streets. A rain of flowers followed wherever the horse went.

Ying Bing clutched her veil, leaning her head against Li Mo’s chest.

She had mentioned that if she were covered by the veil and hidden inside a sedan chair, she wouldn't be able to witness the vibrant celebration outside.

But currently, the sun was shining, the autumn air felt crisp, and the roars of the crowd were like crashing waves.

Even if she couldn't see, and even without using her inner world to perceive the surroundings, everything felt incredibly real.

She wasn't marrying him in some hazy, distorted dream like the previous time.

A soft, complex sigh echoed within her heart, though it wasn't her own.

It was filled with blessings and high hopes.

The leader of the Nine Heavens Immortals—whom she had always watched warily, fearing his return—was also quietly observing this scene, seemingly preparing for his eventual departure.

"Ice block, I think there's a river up ahead. We're going to fall in," Li Mo joked.

"Liar. We are clearly nearing the Clear Abyss Sect."

"......"

"In the future, if you wish to hold me tightly, you don't have to make up excuses, immature kid."

"Oh, right."

Only after responding did Li Mo realize he had been baited by the ice block. Wasn't that essentially an admission that he used excuses in the past?

Strange, why wasn't his mouth as stubborn as it used to be?

This was surely the Law of Conservation of Hard and Soft!

When the mouth is no longer hard, then the hammer treasure...

"You're still calling me immature kid even now..." Li Mo muttered as he helped her dismount the horse.

The moment he spoke, the ice block leaned in close to his ear.

Li Mo felt a surge of excitement, only to hear her melodic, cool voice tinged with mischief:

"What is it you would prefer to hear then?"

"You know, the terms used between a husband and wife."

"I understand." Ying Bing tilted her head slightly. "However, the ceremony isn't over yet~"

Staring at the ice block behind the veil, as if he could see the grin on her beautiful face, Li Mo felt goosebumps break out over his skin.

He was done for.

Even today, the ice block was being mischievous!

But there was one silver lining.

Today, he didn't have to play the part of the immature kid.