Chapter 488: Luoluo, it is time to go to the wedding ceremony!

At this, Lin Yue finally reacted. Awakened by Liu Yiyi's rustling calls, she let out a murmur from her nose and slightly lifted her eyelids.

At this moment, her stamina was overdrawn, her muscles were protesting, and even moving a finger was a great effort.

She discontentedly turned her neck to find the source of the voice and blinked.

Her blurred vision caught someone standing at the head of the bed—tall, quiet, and with the silhouette of a woman.

At that moment, Lin Yue's brain completely crashed, all sleepiness vanished, and her eyes widened wider than ever before.

Her originally limp body became flustered due to the appearance of the person before her, and she accidentally pushed Ouyang Luoluo away with great force.

Ouyang Luoluo was lying flat-out on her waist, sleeping deeply. Pushed like this by Lin Yue, her body was sent flying with a thud, waking her up.

Her mind was groggy and her brows were tightly furrowed, wondering what illness Lin Yue had acted up again to use such great force against her.

Clutching her head, her other hand pulled the bedsheet to cover her chest, and she angrily cursed at Lin Yue.

"Lin Yue! I see you have not suffered enough yet, right? Want to rebel again? Who was crying and shouting for mercy just now? Have you thrown the lesson completely behind your mind so quickly?"

"Do you want this Young Miss to do it one more time? To properly tighten your skin!"

Ouyang Luoluo ranted in a continuous stream, giving Lin Yue no chance to interject at all, her eyes red and her face full of defiance.

Scolded, Lin Yue shrank back and pulled a torn half-strip of cloth to cover the countless red marks on her neck.

"Luoluo, I did not even want to expose you to your face."

"Just now, the person who was clearly crying and shouting to beg me was you. Have you forgotten what you said while grabbing my hands?"

"What do you mean by doing it one more time? Why are you denying it the moment you get out of bed?"

Ouyang Luoluo bit her lower lip, the temperature of her cheeks instantly rising, and they visibly flushed.

The awkwardness of having her embarrassing moment exposed to her face made her clench her fists, ready to continue uttering harsh words.

But Lin Yue immediately waved her hand, having no time to argue with her about the victory or defeat in the fierce battle just now.

Such matters seemed trivial now; she pointed ahead and said to Ouyang Luoluo.

"Luoluo, who is she?"

Ouyang Luoluo froze. There was someone else in the room?

She looked in the direction of Lin Yue's finger and, upon seeing the dignified face of the newcomer, she was filled with astonishment.

"Liu Yiyi? Why are you here?"

Ah? Liu Yiyi? Was that not Ouyang Luoluo's fiancée with whom she was supposed to perform the wedding ceremony tonight? Lin Yue panicked in disorder.

The primary wife personally came to the door, catching adulterers in bed on the day of the grand wedding. She, the third party, was actually lying in the primary wife's fiancée's quilt, and the two of them had just fought three hundred rounds.

If she flew into a rage and raised her hand to smash a major Spell over, would she not meet her end on the spot?

Should she run away now? But her clothes were completely shattered; should she secretly circulate the Moon God Lock to strike first?

Lin Yue did not even dare to breathe heavily, her gaze fixed entirely on Liu Yiyi's hanging wrist, fearing that a Spell's light would light up in the next second.

But the abnormal thing came: Liu Yiyi looked at the two bodies covered in hickeys, her expression did not change in the slightest, with no verbal abuse and no drawing of a sword to kill.

That calm expression simply treated this absurd scene as a matter of course, and a hint of watching a show could even be discerned.

This composure instead gave Lin Yue even greater psychological pressure. Could this be her own dying flashback?

Afterward, Liu Yiyi's words shattered Lin Yue's fantasy, and she softly spoke to Ouyang Luoluo.

"Luoluo, the sun is setting. It is time to bathe, change clothes, apply makeup, and prepare to go to the wedding ceremony."

Ouyang Luoluo turned her head to glance outside the window; the sky had indeed grown dark.

"Oh oh, it is already this time. It is time."

She quickly reacted and, pointing at the pile of rags on the floor, instructed Liu Yiyi.

"Help me prepare two sets of clothes. My clothes were all torn by someone."

When mentioning "someone", Ouyang Luoluo gave Lin Yue a lingering look.

"Lin Yue, you go too, and have those old friends of yours from the Hehuan Sect bring you along."

Liu Yiyi had no extra words. With an acknowledgment, two plain long robes miraculously appeared in her hand and were handed before Ouyang Luoluo.

Hearing this arrangement, Lin Yue plunged entirely into confusion.

I am going too? Since your fiancée showed mercy and did not slaughter me on the spot, I should already be burning high incense to my ancestors.

You actually still want me to attend the ceremony? Watch you two bow to heaven and earth and show off your affection? Afterward, Lin Yue refused.

"That would not be good, would it? On your day of great joy, what am I going there for? Luoluo, you better spare me. I will definitely stay obediently in the room…"

Before she finished speaking, Ouyang Luoluo snatched the clothes handed over by Liu Yiyi and gave a forceful wave. One of the dark long robes smashed head-on into Lin Yue's face, interrupting her impatiently.

"Lin Yue, I forgot to tell you, my fiancée is actually you. Stop talking nonsense here, hurry up and put it on for me, and go take a bath and change clothes."

Roaring all this in one breath, Ouyang Luoluo grabbed the other piece of clothing and quickly slipped it onto her body.

Not even bothering to tie her belt properly, she got out of bed with flustered movements and ran outside following Liu Yiyi.

The room door was slammed shut with a bang, and silence returned to the room once more.

Lin Yue sat on the bed with that piece of clothing on her head, motionless.

The fiancée is actually me? She pulled off the long robe on her face. So from start to finish, this was all a scam?

Those rumors, that so-called grand wedding—were they all to trick her in? Was all of this arranged by Ouyang Luoluo?

Just as Lin Yue sorted out all the causes and effects, a prompt tone suddenly rang in her mind.