Unfortunately, it was impossible to count on him now, and who knew how many years it would be until they saw him again.
...
Hongmeng Divine Hall.
In the gorgeous and extravagant bedchamber, following an intense battle, Ling Changqing opened his eyes on the Beautiful Jade Embroidery Bed.
The bright yellow sheets, pillows, and quilts were covered in messy wrinkles and scratch marks. Numerous snowy, dazzling, and voluptuous bodies were tangled within. Their seductive, serpentine arms, long, beautiful legs, and smooth, firm waists created a breathtakingly suggestive scene.
As a faint, sweet fragrance filled the air, Ling Changqing shifted his weary body. He found Meng Feiyu, her hair like a black waterfall, still curled up in his arms. Her shoulders were creamy smooth and warm, and her flawless, lovely face was flushed as red as a sunset cloud.
"...Husband, are you awake?"
Her soft, smooth voice rang out as the beauty lifted her head, her dewy eyes holding a soul-stirring charm.
