The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 530 - Wedding

The Gold King and his wife Yunfeng hovered steadily above Meilin.

In the meantime, the Emperor and Empress stunned the onlookers at the ceremony, moving to stand next to Qingyi.

For attendees who already knew about Jin Hao's plea for the Emperor and Empress to stand in as Qingyi's missing kin, the display still drew sharp intakes of breath.

Throughout their extended existences, no one in attendance had witnessed the rulers behave in such a manner. This act stood out as entirely novel, despite the strong connections linking the Gold King to the royal lineage.

Qingyi found the notion of kneeling to them quite uneasy, particularly with suspicions they might belong to a demonic cult. But at this juncture, such concerns faded away.

Today marked Meilin's cherished occasion. Nothing and no one would be permitted to mar it. The pair shut their eyes and lowered their heads in homage.

"Long Qingyi," the Emperor's tone resounded. It held a chill, composure, and weight of authority.

"Do you vow, in my presence, under the skies above, and by all principles you hold sacred, that your declarations ring true and sincere?"

"I promise," Qingyi answered.

Upon receiving the affirmation, the Empress advanced a pace. Her slender, graceful fingers extended to Qingyi's crown, resting precisely amid his striking dark horns.

Her tone contrasted the Emperor's. It flowed gentle, melodic, and peaceful, bearing faint traces of maturity.

"And do you welcome Jin Meilin as your spouse? Do you vow to cherish and uphold the Jin lineage, cherishing and safeguarding Meilin through illness and beyond the grave?"

"I promise," Qingyi stated with resolve.

At his side, Jin Hao began to voice his words as well.

"Jin Meilin, my child, in my sight, beneath the heavens, and by your forebears' legacy, do you vow your statements are genuine and forthright?"

"I promise, Father," Meilin affirmed with a nod, barely holding back her thrill as her mother's palms rested upon her head.

"And do you vow to receive Long Qingyi as your partner? Do you vow to honor, adore, and support him, through hardship and until the end?"

"Yes, I promise!" Meilin burst out with joy, then lifted her sparkling gaze to lock with her mother's.

The youthful duo then rose to their feet.

Their hands clasped together beneath the watchful eyes of the Gold King, the White Heron, and the dual sovereigns of a mighty realm among the immortal skies.

A hush of total quiet fell over the gathering.

Meilin distinctly caught the thump of her heart amid the delightful melody from Jin Hao's ensemble drifting into her hearing.

"Then let it be done."

The very second those words rang out, Meilin spun around and flung herself into Qingyi's embrace, pressing a fervent kiss to his mouth.

As their lips met, the music swelled with energy. The assembly surged to their feet, cheering the pair with fervor.

At last, Meilin, the gifted and adored offspring of the Gold King, had wed.

Even rivals in politics joined the applause, wearing strained, grudging grins. The Gold King had gained the backing of an exceptional prodigy while showcasing the firmness of his alliance with the crown.

The pair separated their mouths and faced the thrilled crowd.

Qingyi's fellow spouses, most of all, rejoiced with gleaming stares, fixated on Meilin, calling out their well-wishes to her.

"Hahaha! Time to kick off the feast, esteemed visitors! The celebration's only warming up!" Jin Hao boomed with laughter next to Yunfeng, enveloping Qingyi and Meilin in a hug.

The grand hall's entrances swung wide, and the Gold King's attendants streamed in bearing tables, trailed by a boundless array of exquisite

dishes.

Offerings ranged from spirit beast flesh hailing from the Ancestral Emperor's Realm to catches from the icy northern waters. A platter of grilled phoenix even graced the tables for the luckiest invitees.

Qingyi and Meilin, regrettably, couldn't yet surrender to their union and instead tackled the exhausting duty of mingling, making sure all proceeded flawlessly.

Luckily, all events conclude eventually. With bellies and cups filled to satisfaction, the visitors started departing one by one.

Not long past the stroke of midnight, the venue stood nearly deserted. Qingyi's consorts had retreated to the mental realm, and he now bore

Meilin cradled like royalty in his hold.

"Feeling at ease?" he inquired upon reaching the chamber set for their bridal evening.

"Yes, thank you, hubby..." A timid grin bloomed on Meilin's features. She shut her lids, nuzzling her cheek to her mate's torso.

Grinning back, he settled onto the bedding, and Meilin swiftly curled up within

his hold.

"Husband, you appear lost in thought. What's troubling you?" Meilin queried, placing her palm over his breast.

"I..." Qingyi's mouth opened, yet he swiftly hushed.

He ought not burden Meilin with these dark issues, not at this time.

A flicker of oddity crossed Meilin's expression at first, though she chose against pressing further.

If Qingyi held his tongue, it meant the matter didn't warrant attention right then.

Her lids drooped shut, surrendering to weariness. That evening, she craved no intimacy; she simply yearned to inhale and bask in the cozy shield of her

spouse's arms.

Once Meilin drifted into slumber, a sound resonated within Qingyi's thoughts.

[What's the matter?] Ruxue inquired.

[I picked up on your feelings during the Emperor's encounter. What transpired

between you two?]

Qingyi pondered briefly before exhaling inwardly.

"The Enlightened Emperor possesses a mana heart, much like the Empress. It seems certain guards share this trait too!

[Are you concluding that...?]

'Indeed. He's likely tied to the demonic cult. The reach of that cursed

Heavenly Demon exceeds our worst fears...

[Ugh... that vile swine! I've had countless opportunities to sever his neck. Why did my initial host never seize them? That obstinate fool...]

Qingyi sensed Ruxue's fierce rage.

Though she endured and even warmed to Ruayn, the half-demon, her loathing for demons remained undimmed. "Ah... I must probe this further," Qingyi murmured to himself in silence.

Should the royal house truly fall under the celestial demon's sway...

[Stay vigilant, those demon swine rarely drop their defenses]

Ruxue warned, drawing another breath from Qingyi.

'I will be cautious.'