A few maids and old nurses were all stunned for a moment before they started bustling about again.

The setting sun dipped below the horizon, the moon climbed up the branches, and the lamps outside shone brightly.

A few people shut outside exchanged glances, shook their heads, and said, "Enough, let’s go drink." Huang Yi, with a big grin on his face, slung his arm over Xuan Yue’s shoulder and kept clamoring for alcohol.

Huang Yi curled his lips into a smile, "Come on, no return until we’re drunk."

Di An simply curled the corner of his mouth and leaned back, arms crossed, against a pillar behind him, staring at the sky.

"You really suck, drinking without even inviting me," Tian Yi complained, rolling his eyes with utter dissatisfaction.

"If you’re not afraid of another trip through the Demon Forest, you can go ahead and drink to your heart’s content," Di An said as he turned around, casting a glance at Tian Yi, who was sulking.

At the mere mention of the Demon Forest, Tian Yi trembled uncontrollably, "No, no, I’m not going. I won’t drink," he said, shaking his head vigorously like a rattle.

"Hehe, Tian Yi, this time the drink is Pear Blossom Drunk, said to carry its fragrance ten miles around. Once we’re done drinking, we’ll save some for you," Xuan Yue teased with a devil-may-care look on his face, exchanging winks with Di An from across. Seeing this, Tian Yi felt a mix of envy and resentment, angrily turning his head away, out of sight, out of mind.

Seeing that it was already late and that there was no way to get inside, and considering that the young lady no longer required anyone to attend to her, Mei Lenglei thought it better to get some rest earlier and return the next morning.

"Today is the young lady’s grand wedding. In the spirit of happiness, let’s us few also have a drink. Afterwards, we’ll leave a couple of people for the night shift; the rest can take a break," she said.

"Okay, let’s follow Sister Mei," the other four sisters agreed in unison, giggling as they ran towards the kitchen in the back courtyard.

The doors of the hall were shut with a bang, the candlelight inside grew dim and hazy, and the air was tinged with a subtle sense of intimacy.

Dugu Chen entered the room and saw his little woman lying on the bed, fast asleep, and he couldn’t help smiling helplessly.

"Baby, wake up, we haven’t had our wedding toast yet," he said gently.

In her sleep, Feng Xuxu opened her eyes to a rush of alcohol fumes and then saw a magnificently handsome face close up.

"You’re back," she murmured softly, her silky voice having an almost spellbinding effect on Dugu Chen’s ears.

"Swish—slash."

With a sweep of his hand, Dugu Chen neatly tore open Feng Xuxu’s fiery red bridal gown. The gown split at the sound, and with a flick of his wrist, it traced a beautiful arc in the air before gracefully falling onto the bluestone floor.

"Chen," she gasped, a chill rushing over her, and she instinctively curled into Dugu Chen’s embrace.

Good heavens, had this man gone mad?

Dugu Chen chuckled softly, embracing the weak body in his arms, and leaned down to cover her.

Within the lotus tent, boundless spring was in full bloom, the temperature of the room rapidly rose, and romance filled the air.

The next morning, after the buzz of the grand wedding, Prince Mei Residence was imbued with a calm and peaceful atmosphere. A warm breeze, carrying the joyous chirping of birds, awoke the deeply sleeping persons in the room.

Dugu Chen’s thick brows twitched, and his piercing black eyes slowly opened, his first glance falling on the person half-draped over his body. His lips curved into a pleasing arc, Feng Xuxu was his, completely and utterly, from inside out, top to bottom. He stretched out his well-defined hand, brushed aside her sweat-dampened dark hair, revealing her rosy cheeks. He brushed his thumb across her soft cheek ever so lightly.

After a night of passion, Feng Xuxu’s cheeks were flushed, her long eyelashes covered her eyes, those closed rose-red lips glistened, and her shallow breathing caused her small bosom to rise and fall gently. Her confused sleeping visage was even more enticing, exuding a fatal allure.