"Aunt, thank you!"
The girl in white expressed her gratitude, revealing a joyful smile. She cast a shy glance at Xiuluo, then bent her knees, barefoot, and sat on the right side of the straw mat.
Xiuluo was sitting on the mat, his right shoulder slightly weighted as a warm and soft figure leaned against him. A flame rose in his heart, and he extended his arm powerfully, embracing the soft girl in his arms.
"Ah!"
Alisa exclaimed softly, her eyelids drooping as her face reddened. She slightly turned her face and pressed it against Xiuluo's chest.
"Haha! The heroic Jaguar and the beautiful White Deer... truly blessed by the Chief Divine, a wedding bestowed by the Divine!"
Seeing this scene, the surrounding great nobles laughed heartily, sincerely praising. The Mexica Alliance had been founded for only fifty years, retaining many traditions of the tribal clans with its simple and robust customs.
