Ye Yu found out that the so-called sacred ceremony was similar to a wedding on Earth, and the role of the host in the parallel world was played by the temple's priestess.

When the priestess read the scriptures of the church, Ye Yu couldn't really listen, but he took a few more glances at her.

You can't help but look, she is a holy and enchanting sister after all.

Speaking of which, what kind of special clothing is this for the clergy, it's a bit too sexy, right? Any man would get a nosebleed from this.

"Lelia·Pandragon...”

Alright, the climax is here. Ye Yu held his breath, and the priestess had shifted her gaze from the scriptures. He dared not mock the amazing temple clothing any further.

"Do you take this man to be your husband, and enter into a marriage covenant with him? In sickness or health, or any other reason, do you promise to love him, take care of him, respect him, accept him, and be faithful to him until the end of your life?”

"I do."

Don't agree so easily, what am I going to do if you agree?

Ye Yu started to panic.

He really never thought about getting married, and he couldn't bring a wife from another world back with him. What's the point of getting married, especially to this princess? They just met a few days ago.

He kept sending SOS signals to Lelia, who was bowing her head earnestly, but she ignored him.

After getting Lelia's answer, the sister priestess turned to Ye Yu with the scriptures, and Ye Yu was shocked, cold sweat pouring out.

He had to sweat; he wasn't calm enough to sell his body to an alien just yet, especially since it was a forced marriage. Running away might be an option, but getting married...

"Nan, Nan, Nan, Nangong YeYu..."

Ye Yu was no longer nervous, his face turned serious, looking at the priestess who seemed to have bitten her tongue.

Is my name that hard to pronounce?

Back then, it took me a month to master your language, which proves that I am the best.

Ye Yu felt that his pride had risen again in an instant.

Oh my goodness, indeed my talent is extraordinary, my waist doesn't hurt and my legs don't pain, I can go up five floors in one breath.

"......"

Ye Yu forgot that this was a temple, the wedding venue, and that they were in the middle of the ceremony. He stood there with hands on his hips, twirling his hips and shaking his head as if he was an old man.

In such a holy place, his behavior was terrible.

Everyone in the back was embarrassed.

Everton covered his old face, looking so much older. "Oh my, I can't believe I'm marrying my daughter off to this kind of guy. This is [censored]."

Sir, please mind your language; we have blocked words here.

The Third Princess was displeased, but since it was during the ceremony, she couldn't go stop him. The little Lolita's big eyes sparkled.

"Big brother is so funny, is this...hmmm...a performance?"

Little Lolita followed Ye Yu in learning the pose, her two little hands on her waist, she twisted her hips just like him.

Slap——

She couldn't reprimand the scoundrel, her sister’s husband, but she could teach her sister a lesson for not learning well. The Third Princess’s slap landed gently on Lolita's head.

"Don't learn from that, you'll get infected.""Oh..."

Little Lolita stopped learning the pose with a sad face.

Slap——

The same thing happened under the statue of the goddess. Ye Yu was hit by a terrifying attack. Lelia was the kind of person who would use force regardless of the occasion, even if the king and the princesses wanted to help correct him, they couldn't.

Right now, seeing Ye Yu being smug and twisting like he was dancing, Princess Lelia slapped him down.

This was a set of palm techniques from the heavens, with power so great that it was hard to predict, and Ye Yu instantly fell to the ground, lying face down.

The sister priestess gave Lelia a flirtatious glance, or rather, a thumbs up, from an angle that others couldn't see.

The priestess hated Ye Yu for the ridiculous performance just now, clearly mocking her for her mistake. She deserved a slap.

"Stop pretending to be dead, get up."

Lelia's heroic voice controlled the audience, and everyone was in chaos.Is this a freaking wedding?

Are we sure the groom isn't some monkey invited as a joke!?

However, during this drama, everyone noticed a problem—

The second princess is indeed quite fierce; the male protagonist lying on the ground has been kicked several times, and it's with high heels, not flat ones.

All the men present suddenly sympathized with the princess's soon-to-be husband.

"Hey, what are you doing, get up!"

Naturally noticing the strange gazes from many people, Lelia realized she had lost her composure, so she had to restrain herself, her face slightly unnatural.

Ye Yu continued to lie on the ground without any intention of getting up.

The priestess stood there, at a loss, with a stiff, twitchy smile on her face.

She swore this was the most messed-up wedding she had ever officiated.

Hush—

Ye Yu motioned Lelia to be quiet, then furrowed his brows and pressed his ears to the ground to listen.

"Hey, I don't know if it's my illusion, but there seems to be some sound underground..."

"Ha, sound?"

Lelia covered her forehead.

"I didn't hear anything, it must be your illusion, or maybe it's your tactic to stall for time. Just get up."

"Mr. NanGong YeYu, despite Lelia being a girl, she has had the power of glory since she was thirteen years old, her five senses are much stronger than ordinary people."

At this moment, the big-sister-like priestess also interjected, but her schadenfreude was more apparent.

Seeing Ye Yu's frustrated face at having his plan exposed, the big-sister priestess felt a bizarre satisfaction from top to bottom, her face beaming with a saintly smile.

"The Power of Glory? What's that?"

Standing up and dusting off his clothes, Ye Ju asked grumpily.

...

Dead silence. Dead silence.

Everyone present looked like they were seeing a ghost as they stared at the boy who had asked such a ridiculous question.

Lelia really wanted to slap him.

"Let's end this quickly, even a three-year-old knows this. Stop stalling."

Ye Yu's face was emotionless.

I'm sorry for being more ignorant than a three-year-old!

"Ahem, let's restart the wedding ceremony."

The female priestess's voice once again made everyone ready to witness the bride and groom.

"Lelia Pandragon, do you take this man to be your husband and enter into marriage with him, no matter sickness or health, or for any other reason, love him, care for him, respect him, accept him, and be faithful to him until death?"

"I do."

"Mr. Nan...NanGong, do you want..."

The priestess almost bit her tongue, anyhow she muddled through saying Ye Yu's name, leaving the audience in a fog, not remembering the male lead's name at all.

Ye Yu's inner turmoil was immense. The whole person had turned into a style of Fist of the North Star, a resolute face, a desolate silhouette, devoid of any tension.

"No matter sickness or health, or for any other reason, to love her, respect her, accept her, and be faithful to her until the end of life?"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on this male lead.

This guy standing in the spotlight almost caused everyone present to collapse. Now, there were very delicate eyes looking at him, hoping he wouldn't cause any more unspeakable incidents.

Ye Yu took a deep breath, up to this point, there was no way out, he could only agree.

And then he opened his mouth to say those three words—

"I waaaaaaah!"

Suddenly, he was rolling on the ground, wailing.