Chapter 208: Principal Wife

After the wedding ceremony concluded, Cheng Feng took advantage of a moment when no one was paying attention to secretly signal Wang Hu and the other high-ranking members of the Hong Sect, indicating that they should keep a constant watch on the scene and properly host these major powers with whom they usually had little interaction.

Once they discovered a situation where it was necessary to see guests off, they were to act immediately to ensure the etiquette was thorough. After all, there were not many conflicts of interest between the Hong Sect and the other gangs.

Regarding these uninvited guests, Cheng Feng could not help but mutter to himself: How did so many people come all at once? This truly made him feel somewhat surprised.

According to Cheng Feng's original plan, once the number of Ren Men Disciples in the Hong Sect reached eight hundred, he had another goal he wanted to achieve. By then, the relationship between the two sides would likely no longer be limited to just friends, but would undergo some subtle changes.

Therefore, Cheng Feng did not want the gangs to get too close to each other; if the relationship became too familiar, it would be awkward when it came time to make a move.

Wang Hu was also a clever person and naturally understood Cheng Feng's meaning in a second, having the Ren Men Disciples perk up and look after the scene.

After the bride and groom officially entered the bridal chamber, only the group from the Tieshan Martial Arts Hall and the Ren Men group of the Hong Sect remained; the other powers saw that the situation was about the same and did not linger, staying only to drink a cup of wedding wine.

Inside the new room at the Martial Arts Hall, Cheng Feng had originally wanted to hold it at the Cheng Mansion, but Zhao Wei wanted to discuss holding it at the Martial Arts Hall; besides being lively with many people, it could also be considered a clean break with the Martial Arts Hall, and from then on, she would be a woman of the Cheng family.

Cheng Feng knew the relationship between Zhao Wei and Wang Tieshan, so he agreed directly; his goal had always been clear, which was Zhao Wei, and everything else could stand aside.

The bridal chamber was decorated in a festive manner, with red candles burning high and the character for "joy" posted on the walls. Cheng Feng, dressed in magnificent wedding attire, slowly walked toward Zhao Wei, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Cheng Feng used a jade ruyi to slowly lift the red veil from Zhao Wei's head, and when he saw the bride's beautiful face, a sense of amazement could not help but surge in his heart.

Zhao Wei's posture was dignified, her face like peach blossoms, looking like a completely different person from her usual heroic and spirited self, and she looked at Cheng Feng with shyness and anticipation in her eyes. Cheng Feng gazed at her beautiful face, and a feeling of tenderness surged in his heart.

He took Zhao Wei's hand and looked at her tenderly. Their hands were tightly clasped, as if at this moment they had merged into one.

Coming to the small table, they picked up their wine cups, touched them lightly, and then drank the fine wine in the cups in one gulp.

He slowly walked to Zhao Wei's side, gently holding her hand, feeling the warmth of her palm. Zhao Wei raised her head slightly, her gaze meeting Cheng Feng's, and the two smiled at each other; everything was understood without words.

Amidst the flickering lights, the air blurred; Cheng Feng peeled off Zhao Wei's phoenix robe, embroidered cape, and mandarin duck jacket one by one like peeling an onion, looking at Zhao Wei's curvaceous figure.

The high places were high, the curved places were curved, and her skin had been tempered by Blood Qi during Bone Refining, truly achieving hands like tender shoots and skin like congealed fat, while her long, slender legs were fair and firm under the cultivation of Martial Dao.

Cheng Feng lunged like a tiger, pouncing on the senior sister he had once fantasized about, and performed the rites of the Duke of Zhou. Zhao Wei, with a blushing face, followed Cheng Feng's lead; having always focused on Martial Dao before, she had not known that the affairs between men and women could be so joyful.

The white bedsheets were stained with red ink, and the heroic swan also let out a low, mournful cry.

The wind stopped and the rain ceased.

Cheng Feng looked at the Fortune Point increase of three on his Panmian and smiled very happily.

Cheng Feng held his Principal Wife and spoke in whispers about their private matters, explaining to her the personnel structure of the Cheng Mansion, the personality traits of the women, and focusing on the division of labor between the two Equal Wives, Cai'er and Meiniang.

He spoke of his ambition to build a family, his emphasis on descendants, and the division of labor among the important members of the Rear Courtyard.

As well as what Cheng Feng hoped for from Zhao Wei, his Principal Wife, in the future.

Watching the women in the Rear Courtyard practice martial arts, Xu Miao was ranked behind, and her actions were somewhat stiff; Cai'er was too soft in some matters and could not bring herself to be stern; Meiniang had just become pregnant, so how could she attend to these things?

He only hoped that Senior Sister Zhao Wei could use her duties as Principal Wife to urge the women to practice well and step into the Martial Dao.

Although Cheng Feng could not claim to be well-read or learned, relying on his understanding and experience of the historical tides from his past life, he speculated that the Great Zhou was very likely to fall into the chaotic times of his past life.

Facing this situation, Cheng Feng could not help but feel a sense of worry in his heart. He knew deeply that in this world, Martial Dao was extraordinary and refined, and those with powerful strength could often dominate everything.

However, even so, he still hoped that the women around him could possess a certain ability for self-defense, so as to protect themselves in the chaotic times.

After all, as his women, Cheng Feng naturally hoped they could shoulder more and help the Cheng Mansion flourish.

Throughout the night, the two talked wholeheartedly, as if forgetting the passage of time. They shared their thoughts and feelings, discussing the possibilities of the future.

Unknowingly, the night grew deep, yet the two's conversation never ceased. Perhaps it was because they were too invested, or perhaps the emotional bond between them made them unable to easily part, and in the end, the two only gradually fell asleep in the dead of night.

As the morning light first appeared, the newlyweds Cheng Feng and his wife hurriedly got up; Zhao Wei rushed to return to the Cheng Mansion to serve tea to his parents. The two elders smiled happily as they received the tea served by Cheng Feng's Principal Wife and gave Zhao Wei a big red envelope of one hundred taels.

The money was, of course, given privately by Cheng Feng; after all, the two elders did not need to spend money at the Cheng Mansion, and Cai'er gave the two elders some pocket money every month so they could buy whatever they liked when they went out for a stroll.

Cheng Fu and Cheng Mu, who were used to being frugal, did not spend much of the three taels of silver they received each month, saving it all for Cheng Feng just in case.

After the tea ceremony ended, Cheng Mu pulled Zhao Wei to sit on a chair to the side and began to speak some private words between women.

She smiled and said to Zhao Wei: "Daughter-in-law, Lao Er told me that you are a martial artist and not quite the same as ordinary women. I can understand this; after all, everyone has their own characteristics."

"By rights, an old woman like me who doesn't know many characters shouldn't be meddlesome, but I still want to remind you: as the Principal Wife of the Cheng Mansion, you must lead by example and set a good standard for the Concubines in the Rear Courtyard. A mother is honored by her son, right?"

Zhao Wei nodded with a smile, expressing her agreement: "Mother is absolutely right; please rest assured, I know all of this."

Seeing Zhao Wei so obedient and sensible, Cheng Mu was very satisfied in her heart. She continued: "Look, since you married in, the atmosphere of our Cheng family has become much warmer and more harmonious!"

Zhao Wei responded with a smile: "This is all thanks to Mother's good teaching!"

The two chatted very happily; Zhao Wei even asked Cheng Mu for some experience in managing household affairs, and Cheng Mu imparted it to her without reservation.

Just like that, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law became increasingly harmonious, and the Cheng Mansion added quite a lot of laughter because of Zhao Wei's arrival.

Cheng Feng watched from the side and exclaimed that women are natural actors; last night, Senior Sister was not like this at all!