I Have a Sword Immortal Wife

Opening his eyes, he found himself in a bridal chamber adorned with red candles and windows. Before him, on the wedding bed, sat a bride in a phoenix crown and red veil, her head covered with a crimson cloth. Zhao Rong rubbed his sleepy eyes. Had he become a groom? Oh, and a small, insignificant son-in-law at that. Got it. He prepared to smirk, but wait... something felt off. The bride was his childhood sweetheart! And she had a crush on him? Oh, then it's fine. This feels just right. Zhao Rong stepped forward, happily lifting the red veil. Hey, hey, my dear, why are you running away? -------- In an era of great contention, the tides of the times surged forward. Scholar Zhao Rong fa...