On our wedding day, my husband suddenly remembered his past.
“I am the Qingyun Sect’s senior disciple.
You would never have found me if I hadn’t been injured fighting demons.”
“We are worlds apart.
This wedding is canceled.”
His eyes fell on my pretty face, looking all the fairer above my scarlet wedding gown.
Then he changed his tune.
“If you truly cannot bear to part with me, you may stay by my side as a concubine.
Consider it repayment for saving my life.”
I stood stunned for a long moment.
Just as the Qingyun disciples decided I must be speechless with delight, I ripped off my bridal veil and flung it to the ground.
“Hey!
You’re eighty years old!
How dare an old geezer like you go after a fresh young thing like me!”