From the direction of the hall’s entrance, Xia Qingyue’s goddess like figure walked in with slow steps. Her appearance, was like the bright moon coming out from behind the clouds, instantly robbing the splendor of everything, making the originally clamorous hall quiet down at once. All of the gazes focused onto her, especially those young disciples; without exception, every one of them had their eyes stared fixedly as they held their breaths, and even their hearts had almost completely stopped beating. But right after, they finally recalled that her identity was shockingly Yun Che’s wife, then instantly dropped their head down one after another, no longer daring to take an extra look.
Yun Che quickly went up to greet her, and said: “Qingyue, you’re here… Two months ago, why did you leave without saying goodbye?”
Xia Qingyue spoke in a light voice, her tone as soft as silk: “Sir Yun had already woken up back then, with injuries not of great concern, while Frozen Cloud Asgard had coincidentally had important matters. Thus, I left without saying farewell, and I hope that you won’t take it badly. Today, Qingyue represents Frozen Cloud Asgard and congratulates Sir Yun’s joyous wedding.”
Yun Che naturally wouldn’t believe Xia Qingyue’s words. He took half a step closer, lowered his voice and said: “Could it be on that day, you… heard that I was going to marry Senior Sister from the outside and you got jealous?”
“Cough…” Chu Yueli walked up, stood beside Xia Qingyue and spoke in a chilly tone: “Sir Yun’s strength could already match middle ranked Emperor Profound Realm at the age of nineteen, your future prospects will definitely be unlimited. We master and disciple especially came to congratulate the joyous occasion of the marriage… Xia Qingyue, let’s enter the seats.”
As she finished speaking, Chu Yueli no longer bothered with Yun Che and then left while dragging Xia Qingyue. The expression in her eyes toward Yun Che, more or less had a little bit of ill will.
As for the reason, it was also very simple. Her sister was currently not anywhere to be found, yet he was having a grand wedding. Her disciple Xia Qingyue was his main wife; she hadn’t really want to recognize this layer of relationship before, but the present could not be compared to the past, and now Yun Che also was about to marry Cang Yue. As Xia Qingyue’s master, the inside of her heart was more or less in a bit of a bad mood… And the odd emotions that Xia Qingyue occasionally revealed, though not too evident, was enough for her to sense them.
Yun Che walked to the hall’s front, and instantly, a large number of people hastily approached in greeting.