The Sky Poison Pearl
Junk And Not Valuable
Xia Qingyue did not ask anymore. Since even the white-robed woman with high pedigree and high status is convinced that it is “impossible”, then there should not be the slightest possibility of being possible.
“Qingyue, I know you are eager to repay your thank you debt since your life was saved at a young age, even to the point of delaying your return to the Eternal Cloud Palace, he said, but you marrying her should have been enough to pay that obligation. When you return to the Eternal Cloud Palace, your identity will be revealed. Although he may suffer more ridicule after your departure, his status as the husband of an Immortal Cloud Palace disciple will remain intact. At least in this small town of Floating Clouds, with such a prestigious status, no one dared to physically harm him.” The woman in white said in a soothing tone of voice.
Xia Qingyue gently nodded: "I hope so."
“His Blood Vessels are broken and he also has no other powers. He would never be able to accomplish any feat possible throughout his life. But you're beautiful and smart. The talent of your nature is born every hundred years. Otherwise, our Madam would not have let you break such a rule and get married. Marrying you was his greatest fortune and fortune in his entire life. You took this step fairly. If her father is still alive and smart enough, he'll call off this marriage. I'll pick you up a month later. During this period, I won't go far. If you find an issue that cannot be resolved, write a letter to let me know.”
"I said goodbye to the teacher."
The white-robed woman's chin turned around. Suddenly, a beautiful face with a hint of coldness was seen. She did not wear makeup because her skin was as smooth as jade as snow-white. One could not help but think of the terms "beauty with ice flesh and jade bones" and "snow face with pearl lips" to describe it as they looked at it. His face is very beautiful and perfect. He was charming in a way that made people not even dare to look at him. One would think that he was as great as he was when he looked into his eyes. She was like an elf rising above Nirvana, untainted by anyone in the human realm.
He opened the window and his body trembled slightly. As if accompanied by an invisible ice-cold spirit, he looked as if he had dissolved right where he once stood.
Xiao Clan Main Hall, Full guesthouse.
"Seventh Uncle Liu, please drink." Xiao Che respectfully presented a cup in front of a gentle-looking middle-aged man.
The person called Seventh Uncle Liu stood up as he started laughing. He lifted his cup and finished the contents. He spoke with a laugh: "My nephew, I am good friends with your father, now I see you have formed your own family and married such a good wife, my heart is happy for you."
“Thank you, Seventh Uncle Liu.”
"First Elder, please drink."
Xiao Che also did not speak and moved to the next table. Just as he walked two steps, Xiao Li spat on the floor and opened her mouth as she spoke with a cold tone of voice that was loud within the hearing range of Xiao Che: “The flower that is so smooth has now been put in the dirt. Bah!”
Xiao Che's expression remained unchanged. His consistent footsteps did not stop and it was as if he had not heard it. It was only if one did not look closely, as his eyes hardened and a deep cold condensation hid behind him.
He came to the Second Elder, Xiao Bo's side. Xiao Che bowed slightly: "Second Elder, Xiao Che is offering you a cup."
Xiao Bo did not bother looking into Xiao Che's eyes, but he opened his mouth to lightly say: "Yang'er, help me drink it."
Yeah, Grandpa." Xiao Yang said without hesitation. He accepted the wine offer from Xiao Che and drank it all, only making a "glucose".
A cup of wine offered to an elder but drunk by his children no longer only shows contempt. It's a kind of public humiliation. After drinking the wine, Xiao Yang put down his cup and sat back down in his chair, his eyes filled with unseen scorn and ridicule.
Xiao Che did not say anything more. He just nodded slightly and moved to the next table. Just like before, as soon as he took two steps, it sounded a cold snort: “Hmph, trash yes trash. Even if the trash went up to the Xia Clan, it would still be trash. Xiao Lie the old bastard was actually going to rely on his daughter-in-law? Bah!”
The voice contained deep humiliation, sarcasm, and of course jealousy. Even if one did not mention the wealth of the Xia Clan, if one could still brag about Xia Qingyue's incredible talent. If she was not married to Xiao Che but to her grandson Xiao Yang, her laughter that came from her dream might actually sound.
Xiao Che pretended not to hear and left with a smile.
Xiao Che finished his toast and sent the guests over. The long banquet night is over. During this entire process, the people who showed sincere congratulations and best wishes were so few that Xiao Che could count them with his ten little fingers. Many people were very courteous towards her, after all today was her wedding day, but she clearly saw the humiliation in almost all of their eyes. Some people sighed, some people were jealous of being angry. The rest had unspeakable scorn and other negative thoughts such as "junk" and "worthless" written on their faces.