Ying Feng walked into the depths of the Eastern Fragrance Pavilion.
The spring breeze carried a delicate fragrance.
What was even more surprising was that it was summer.
Inside the pavilion, there was a chill.
A bed made of red sandalwood was placed in the middle of the room.
On it were carved plums that bloomed like snow.
With a touch of vitality,
The maid, You Lan, slowly lifted the curtain on the bed.
He saw a woman with creamy skin lying on the couch with a thin blanket over her.
She was wearing a silver robe with an opening in front of her chest, revealing her exquisite collarbone and the tip of an iceberg.
Three thousand slightly messy silver threads were casually draped over his shoulders, revealing his delicate and beautiful face.
His face was a little pale, as if he was holding someone's heart, making one's heart ache.
At the same time, her beautiful eyes were quietly looking at the baby in front of her, and her face revealed a motherly expression.
When Ying Feng saw this, he felt that the snow maidens had the beauty of a young married woman.
"Xue 'er."
He sat down by the bed and held her slender and snow-white breasts, his face showing concern.
"Is this my son? It's been hard on you, Xue 'er…"
Looking at the snow maidens 'pale faces after giving birth, Ying Feng felt his heart ache.
"Husband, how can it be hard to bear your child?”
The snow maidens could feel Ying Feng's heartache, and they smiled with sweet love in their eyes. Then, they looked at the baby and said,
"Moreover, husband, look, he's so cute.”
Hearing this, Ying Feng held the infant in his arms.
Looking at his toot face, she felt a sense of kinship.
At this moment, the little fellow was looking at him with her round eyes and her little mouth was opening and closing. She was indeed cute.
"My son is indeed extremely cute. Since Madam likes him so much, why don't you have another child with your husband?”
Ying Feng looked at his son carefully before turning to the snow maidens and smiling.
"Husband! You…Why do you keep thinking about this…"
The snow maiden's face turned red.
Seeing her face as red as a ripe apple, Ying Feng felt that she was extremely cute.
He pulled her into his arms and smiled.
"Silly Xue 'er, you just gave birth. How can I bear to let you work hard again?”
The snow maiden, who was in Ying Feng's arms, clenched her fist and weakly knocked on his chest. She pouted and said,"
"Husband, why are you so evil? You always bully me.”
Then, she looked at the baby in the swaddling clothes and smiled gently.
"Husband, what are you going to name your son?”
Name it?
"Name? He is your son and a descendant of the Ying Clan, so he should learn martial arts.”
"Let's call him Ying Xuewu, nicknamed Wu 'er.”
Ying Feng teased the baby with a smile.
"Wu 'er, did you hear that? What if you have a name? You have to grow up quickly."
The snow maidens smiled kindly.
She couldn't help but yawn, her eyes showing a hint of fatigue.
"Husband, today is the day you marry sister Yan Lingji. I originally wanted to survive this period of time and have another child.”
"I didn't expect my stomach to fail and give birth today.”
"Quickly go and prepare to marry sister Yan Lingji, lest we delay the time.”
She said with a smile, as if she wasn't jealous of Ying Feng having another woman.
Hearing this, Ying Feng looked at the snow maiden's pale smile, and a hint of pity appeared in his eyes.
He couldn't help but sigh. As expected of the gentle and virtuous snow maidens. In the future, he wouldn't have to worry about her getting along with Yan Lingji.
He helped the snow maiden lie down on the bed, then pulled the blanket over her and carefully covered her.
"Xue 'er, I'm really blessed to be able to marry you.”
Ying Feng gently caressed her face and smiled.
"Husband, what are you saying?”
"When we met on the Huai River, I was attracted by your music.”
"When I first heard it, it sounded like the sound of the palace in the sky. You can see how talented you are."
"It is my fortune to be able to marry husband.”
The snow maidens on the bed held Ying Feng's hand, and their faces were filled with longing.
……
The next day.
The sky was clear and the sun was bright, and there was a gentle breeze.
Outside Xianyang City, it was a green spring scene with lush vegetation.
Under the green mountain, a house that occupied an area of 100 acres stood quietly.
This place was where the people of Yue Country gathered.
There was a large plaque in front of the door, on which was written "Baiyue Village".
The strokes were ancient and gave people a feeling of being bathed in the spring breeze.
Yan Lingji lived here.
At this moment.
A bridal escort team of more than a hundred people stopped on the stone path in front of the Baiyue Manor's gate.
Ying Feng was at the front of the group.
He was dressed in a red robe and riding a white horse.
He appeared divine and handsome.
It was like a fairy descending to the mortal world.
It was heart-wrenching.
Many of the Yue people who were dressed in luxurious clothes couldn't help but praise.
There was actually such a peerless man in the world.
"The ninth prince is handsome and elegant. Lady Yan Lingji is really lucky to marry the ninth prince!”
"The Ninth Prince is the direct descendant of the Great Qin Empire. Although Lady Yan Lingji is also beautiful, she is still too high up.”
"This time, Lord Yan Lingji is marrying the ninth prince of the Great Qin Empire, Ying Feng. It is a great honor for our Bai Yue Country!”
……
The people from the Hundred Yue Manor who were impressed by Ying Feng's appearance couldn't help but sigh in low voices.
Creak...
At this moment, the gate of the Baiyue Manor slowly opened from the inside.
Then, a series of soft footsteps sounded.
Yan Lingji was walking towards the door.
She wore a red veil on her head, making her face faintly discernible.
He was wearing a red robe with flaming cloud patterns and an exquisite black belt.
As he walked, the black hair behind his shoulders fluttered in the wind.
From afar, she looked like a fairy from the nine heavens, extremely beautiful.
"I am Yan Lingji. Greetings, husband.”
Yan Lingji came to Ying Feng and bowed.
Behind her red veil, her beautiful face was as red as a rose after the rain.
Her limpid eyes rippled with shyness.
"Yan 'er, don't be polite."
Looking at the beauty in front of him, Ying Feng quickly stepped forward and held her soft breasts with his large hands.
Her starry eyes were filled with love.
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