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You don't want your secret to be revealed by others, right?-Chapter 178 - 12. Wedding night with candles and flowers
Wedding night.
Candlelight flickered.
Lin Yue had intended to remove the scarlet wedding robe from the bride, but after fumbling for a long time, he couldn’t find where to start with the knots, so he simply wrapped a thread of Wind Element around his fingertips and cut through the knots of the robe.
Meanwhile, Miss Qi of the Qi family shyly covered her face throughout, too scared to move or look at him.
"Miss, don’t be afraid, just cooperate with me."
Lin Yue whispered gently, and then began to remove the clothes from her body.
Although he had barely spoken to Miss Qi, and could count their encounters on one hand, he was not one to act coyly and was well aware that this was an arranged marriage and his own opportunity.
This world was just like that.
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Before long, Miss Qi had been stripped to nothing, leaving a small, white lamb, utterly shy and desperately covering her eyes.
She had dared to peek at him through her fingers just moments ago, now she didn’t dare anymore.
"Wanqiu, just keep your eyes closed."
Lin Yue leaned down slightly and spoke into her ear, his fingertips barely grazing her skin, preparing to begin the pre-lubrication.
Suddenly—
"Why are you so skilled?"
Suddenly, Lin Yue heard Miss Qi’s cold voice questioning him.
He froze, propping himself up slightly and looking at Miss Qi lying down in astonishment.
Her expression had completely changed; the shy and timid appearance had completely vanished, now there was only a look of disgust and impatience, her brows tightly furrowed.
"What?" Lin Yue moved his fingertips slightly.
"Get your dirty hands off me."
Miss Qi furrowed her brows tightly, pursed her lips forcefully, and said coldly, "With skills like yours, you must have harmed many women already? Disgusting, don’t touch me!"
A new personality? Lin Yue couldn’t help but chuckle.
She seems to have a severe case of mental cleanliness?
It seems that strong stimuli trigger a switch in personality? Lin Yue deliberately said, "With parental command and the matchmaker’s word, Miss, please endure. Once you’re pregnant, I won’t touch you."
"And you want me to get pregnant..."
Miss Qi gnashed her teeth but eventually closed her eyes and turned her head to the side, her brows scrunched up, adopting a resigned and passive stance.
Lin Yue raised his eyebrows slightly; his hands were not idle.
"Can you finish quickly?"
"Miss, don’t you like it?"
"No, I don’t like it."
"Really?"
"Don’t... don’t like it!"
Lin Yue watched Miss Qi, now almost limp and powerless, and couldn’t help but laugh.
It seems this personality is stubborn.
Before the main act began, Lin Yue first embraced Miss Qi’s waist, lifting her body slightly, then took out a cushion from his storage space and placed it beneath the sheet.
Only then did he begin to breach the gates.
No sooner had he broken through than he saw Miss Qi suddenly open her eyes and look at him, anger burning in her beautiful eyes, saying word by word, "Get off!"
"Oh?"
A smile flickered on Lin Yue’s lips. Had she switched personalities again?
He ignored the angry look in Miss Qi’s eyes and began his advance and retreat solo.
"Uh, I told you... get... get off!"
Miss Qi cursed in anger, about to use Divine Thought, but she felt a strange power seeping into her body from behind, causing her Divine Thought to become erratic and diffuse, making it difficult to gather the powers of the Cultivation Method.
The plan to blast the groom off along with his sword now failed.
"You..." Miss Qi stared at him in shock.
Lin Yue slightly raised an eyebrow.
Indeed, it was effective.
He looked at the part of the dark cyan cushion peeking out from under the sheet, a smile appearing on his face.
This was indeed the method mentioned in the secrets about Qi Wanqiu, to alleviate her mental chaos and dissociation—
The cushion made from Ancestor of Illusion Demon’s self-forgotten azure silk.
It had been in the Cave Mansion of the Tantian Sect, placed in front of the statue of the Blood Sea Saint Mother, and he had just taken it with him.
Previously, he thought this cushion was of little use, sitting on it he hadn’t felt anything special.
Later, after asking someone from the Tantian Sect to test it, they discovered that only those at the Four Symbols Heaven Barrier Peak, after the transformation of the Divine Soul, could feel the effectiveness of this cushion.
This self-forgotten azure silk, made by the Ancestor of Illusion Demon with tangible Divine Thought combined with precious materials, is only eligible for use by her direct disciples and her direct descendants; its main function is to differentiate illusion from reality.
The Cultivation Method of the Ancestor of Illusion Demon easily confuses illusion with reality, which might lead to insanity, so this cushion is even more precious than any treasure.
Once seated on this cushion, one’s heart, soul, and Divine Thought would be stabilized and concentrated, thus relieving mental chaos.
Additionally, the Ancestor of Illusion Demon disliked her disciples being distracted during her teachings; once seated on the cushion, even a Great Cultivator could not use Divine Thought Transmission to be distracted.
Lin Yue had specially waited for this wedding night to bring out the cushion.
To avoid Miss Qi losing control and attacking him with the Heart Phase Cultivation Method and causing him severe injuries, that would be unfortunate.
"What... what have you done?"
Miss Qi, both shocked and angry, stared at Lin Yue. Her hands were casually held by him, her cheeks flushed red, completely at his mercy.
Currently unable to use Divine Thought and her physical strength barely stronger than a mortal, she naturally couldn’t resist Lin Yue anymore.
Lin Yue, relieved, continued to carry on the bloodline for Duke Heng and the Xiahong family.
After a while.
Miss Qi slowly closed her eyes, and after a long moment, suddenly opened them again, licked her lips, and looked at Lin Yue with amorous, silky eyes, the spring emotions within them so rich they couldn’t dissolve. She giggled, "My lord, I just love how you are, go faster..."