"My husband, let's go into the bridal chamber now!"
Lin Xin Tong's face flushed as she spoke timidly.
"Alright!"
Gazing at the beautiful woman he had longed for day and night, Emperor Jun felt a wave of passion stirring within him.
A moment later.
The candlelight was extinguished.
Accompanied by the sounds of clothing being hastily removed.
The night grew unendingly heated, with heavy panting sounds filling the space, until midnight when everything fell deathly quiet again.
Outside in the corner of the wall.
Several figures lurked sneakily.
It was Tu Wa Zi, Gu Chen, Lin Hai, and others, all high-spirited young men from the village.
The faces of these eavesdropping young men were flushed, and they felt an overwhelming excitement, their bodies unbearably hot despite the gradual chill of autumn. They felt as though they were sitting next to a blazing brazier.
"I've made up my mind, I'm going to find myself a wife!"