Starting as a Son-in-law to Establish an immortal Family

Chapter 251: Chapter 125: Sister Miaoge, Why Don’t You Teach Huanhuan!_5
At this moment, the Lu Family Ancestor, with his somewhat clouded eyes, looked at Lu Changsheng, and spoke in a gentle voice.

“Ancestor, please speak.”

Lu Changsheng said respectfully upon hearing this.

“I know you have your own opportunities and secrets, which is why I’ve always been guarded.”

“But I hope you remember one thing, you are the son-in-law of the Lu Family of Qingzhu Mountain. We are one family, so Qingzhu Mountain is your support.”

“You are not alone.”

“If there’s anything, you can always talk to me.”

The Lu Family Ancestor spoke, his elderly voice exceedingly gentle, like that of an ordinary senior teaching his junior.

Lu Changsheng’s heart skipped a beat upon hearing this.

He could feel the sincerity in the words.

He could tell that now the Lu Family Ancestor was exuding an aura of death.

He knew that the battle at Red Leaf Valley had taken a toll on the already limited years of the Lu Family Ancestor.

Whether it was the previous rewards, the matchmaking, or now these words, there was an undeniable element of coaxing.

Hoping that he would stay with the Lu Family.

But regardless, the old man’s actions and words touched his heart deeply.

“The young one understands, please be at ease, Ancestor.”

“As long as I am the son-in-law of the Lu Family, I will not fail the Family,” Lu Changsheng said to the Lu Family Ancestor with unwavering conviction.

Now that his relationship with the Lu Family had reached this stage, he naturally could not let them down.

Even if he were to leave the Lu Family in the future and establish his own clan, the ties with the Family could not be easily severed.

After all, he was not a person of heartless and ungrateful nature.

He always remembered those who were kind to him in his heart!

“Good.”

The Lu Family Ancestor smiled upon hearing this.

He patted Lu Changsheng lightly and said, “Go on, go to the bridal chamber, don’t keep them waiting.”

“Thank you, Ancestor!”

Lu Changsheng smiled and bowed his hands slightly.

After making a quick toast, he headed to the bridal chamber.

Having been through the experience several times, the bridal chamber was now familiar territory for Lu Changsheng.

With the maid Kui Si attending, Lu Changsheng used the Jade Balance Beam to lift the red veils of the two brides and removed their tasseled phoenix crowns.

Suddenly, two extremely beautiful faces that even phrases like “national beauty” and “heavenly fragrance” were insufficient to describe were revealed to Lu Changsheng’s eyes.

Miaoge, who was originally ethereal and otherworldly, now had her cheeks tinted with makeup, making her fair, snowy complexion blush with a warm luster, coquettish and touching, radiant and charming, like a fairy descended to the mortal world.

Miaoge’s dreamy, mesmerizing eyes met Lu Changsheng’s intense gaze, and she immediately became like a panicking deer, her beautiful head lowered shyly, a wave of bashfulness rising in her heart.

This scene was an unparalleled beauty to Lu Changsheng, the most stunning landscape on earth.

And the usually aloof and noble second young mistress, today, had completely melted her ice mountain demeanor.

Her eyes brimming with emotion as she looked at Lu Changsheng, her delicate features now adorned with a hint of adorable shyness, charming and bewitching.

“Sister Miaoge, Huanhuan, you are truly beautiful!”

Lu Changsheng took a deep breath and praised generously.

If he hadn’t been through so much, seen so many things, just looking at his two charming brides in front of him might have been too much to handle, and he wouldn’t be able to maintain such calm and composure.

Then, taking the wedding cup from the tray held by the maid Kui Si, he said, “Sister Miaoge, Huanhuan, today we become husband and wife, and from now on we shall journey through life together. Come, let us drink this cup to the full.”

Immediately after, the three of them drank the joint cup wine together.

After finishing the wine, Lu Changsheng suddenly chuckled and said to Miaoge, “Life is unpredictable; when I first saw Sister Miaoge, I thought of you as an untouchable fairy, high above.”

“I never imagined that one day I could marry you.”

Turning his gaze to Miaohuan, he continued, “When I first saw Huanhuan, I thought she was both cold and fierce.”

“And now?”

Miaohuan, hearing Lu Changsheng describe her sister as a fairy and herself as cold and fierce, immediately objected with pouted lips.

Her lips pursed, glistening and fresh as the most tender petals in the world, tempting Lu Changsheng to taste them carefully.

“From now on, you are flawless!”

Lu Changsheng gazed at the second young mistress before him and said, before promptly tasting those petals.

“Mm~”

Miaohuan let out a soft moan, reminded that her sister was still there.

But her body tingled all over and she began to tremble, unable to utter a sound.

Then a series of rustling noises commenced…

“Lu Changsheng…”

The second young mistress wrapped her snow-white arms around Lu Changsheng’s neck involuntarily, her eyes slightly squinted, murmuring softly.

“Hmm?”

Lu Changsheng gently clasped her creamy skin, trailing off with a drawn-out tone.

“Husband…”

Miaohuan called softly, then her beautiful eyes closed tightly, her delicate features slightly furrowed, her head tilting back.

Her exquisite, beautiful face blushed, her breath heaving with soft moans, her body shaking unceasingly.

Miaoge, abashed beside them, didn’t know how to react upon seeing her sister in such a state.

But seeing her sister’s plaintive behavior, she awkwardly comforted her while feeling somewhat flustered and shy.

She could clearly feel her sister’s body incredibly soft and scorching at this moment.

“Sister Miaoge.”

Lu Changsheng turned to Miaoge, taking her delicate hand and slowly moving it.

That gesture made Miaoge’s heart surge with unending shyness. Her breathing quickened, her clear and lovely cheeks flushing like the rosy sky at sunset, becoming more radiant under the candlelight.

“As the older sister, why don’t you teach Huanhuan?”

Said Lu Changsheng, taking in the fragrance from Miaoge and whispering softy.

Then, the scene fades to black.

That year, Lu Changsheng was 28 years old, with seven wives, eleven concubines, and twenty-four maids!