Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off Chapter 754: A wedding?

The tender smile on the Beast Queen’s lips froze completely.

"..."

A familiar, sharp headache returned almost instantly to bother her. She slowly raised a delicate hand to rub her aching temple, feeling as though another strand had turned white.

’That troublesome brat...’

’Can’t he give me even one single peaceful day?’

Looking closely at her daughter’s eager expression, the Beast Queen’s loving heart couldn’t help but ache softly. She reached out and gently stroked Feng Yuer’s silky, dark black hair.

"My silly girl..."

Her soft voice became unusually gentle and deeply sorrowful.

"Why must it be An Mo?"

Feng Yuer blinked her large eyes in complete confusion.

The weary Beast Queen sighed softly once again. "There are countless outstanding young men residing in the vast Upper Domain. They are handsome, talented, gentle, and responsible..."

She paused briefly before adding completely helplessly,

"But that brat An Mo..."

A complicated, dark expression crossed her remarkably beautiful face.

"He’s practically a ruthless little devil."

She had patiently raised him herself from infancy. How could she not know exactly what kind of chaotic personality he actually possessed deep down inside?

He is cold, ruthless, and Moody.

Impossible to reason with once he made up his stubborn mind.

If someone foolishly offended him, he would remember it for hundreds of long years without even blinking an eye.

Even she, his own aunt, sometimes felt utterly helpless dealing with him.

Yet...

Her most precious daughter desperately wanted to marry that terrible little devil.

The more she thought about it, the more her head throbbed. The Beast Queen gently held both of Feng Yuer’s small hands.

"My flower..."

Her soft voice was entirely filled with maternal tenderness.

"Even if Mother ignored everything else... An Mo simply doesn’t like you."

Those harsh words made Feng Yuer’s bright smile falter slightly.

The Beast Queen continued very softly.

"Why make your own life miserable for a man whose cold heart isn’t truly with you?"

"You deserve someone who treasures you... someone who looks at you as though you’re the only woman in existence."

She smiled quite faintly.

"The wide world is so incredibly vast. There are countless outstanding males eagerly waiting to meet you."

Then, as if suddenly remembering someone specific, she couldn’t help but chuckle softly to herself.

"Take Xuan Long, for example."

She gently shook her head with quiet amusement.

"Such an exceptionally fine young man."

"Powerful, steady, responsible, remarkably handsome... countless noble ladies dreamed of becoming his cherished mate."

She glanced teasingly at her clueless daughter.

"But every time I brought up his noble name, you’d run away before I even finished speaking."

Feng Yuer immediately puffed her cheeks in protest.

"Mother!"

The Beast Queen laughed very softly.

"You were utterly terrified of him."

"He barely spoke a few words, yet you foolishly acted as though he were some terrifying ancient beast."

She let out a soft sigh again.

"Now look."

"That bright child has already found his own destined mate."

A warm, peaceful smile appeared on her royal face.

"And I even heard they’ve been blessed with several immensely adorable cubs."

She gently squeezed Feng Yuer’s cold hand.

"Life moves forward before we even realize it."

Her tender gaze became both loving and helpless.

"So why must my precious daughter keep endlessly chasing after someone... who has never once turned around to look at her?"

***

On the other hand, inside the quiet depths of the Heavenly God State, An Mo led Su Qinglan down a private corridor. He stopped in front of a pair of heavy, carved wooden doors and turned to look at her with a gentle, expectant smile.

Taking her hand, he gently pushed the doors open and pulled her into their private room.

This was the chamber he had specially asked Elder Cang to redecorate, ensuring every single detail was tailored to Su Qinglan’s personal preferences.

The room was illuminated by soft crystals that cast a warm and cozy glow across the space.

Su Qinglan stepped inside, her eyes widening as she took in the stunning transformation. The room felt warm, intimate, and deeply welcoming.

An Mo stood beside her, his golden eyes searching her face. When he saw the genuine awe and delight reflecting in her eyes, a profound surge of warmth flooded his chest. For a moment, he simply stared at her, feeling an overwhelming sense of contentment.

Without a word, he gently took her by the waist and pulled her toward the large, plush bed in the center of the room. They tumbled onto the soft mattress together, and An Mo leaned over her, his hands resting on either side of her shoulders.

"Lanlan, how is it?" he whispered, his voice rich with affection. "Do you like it?"

"It’s breathtaking, An Mo," Su Qinglan replied, her voice soft.

As she shifted on the bed, her hand brushed against something exceptionally smooth and lightweight. She turned her head and only then noticed a breathtaking garment spread carefully across the silk sheets.

It was made of delicate, flowing red georgette fabric, shimmering faintly in the crystal light. The material was soft, airy, and embroidered with intricate golden threads that formed subtle, glowing patterns of celestial clouds and ancient beasts.

Su Qinglan stared at the garment, completely stunned. Her heart began to flutter wildly against her ribs.

Don’t tell me... is this a wedding dress?

Confusion quickly followed her excitement.

As far as she knew, the Beast World did not have the concept of formal weddings or bridal gowns. Here, mating was usually a simple, instinctual bond formed under the heavens without elaborate ceremonies or traditional dresses.

She turned her gaze back to the shimmering red dress and then looked up at An Mo, her eyes filled with curiosity. "An Mo... what is this?"

An Mo smiled warmly, his thumb gently tracing her cheekbone.

"Of course, this is for you," he explained softly. "In this dress, you and I will truly become each other’s mates. We will stand together and receive my grandfather’s blessing. Okay?"

Su Qinglan listened to his explanation, a gentle realization dawning on her. She tilted her head slightly and asked, "Is this... kind of like a wedding?"