"Changed so quickly."
Lin Yue murmured to himself.
Following that, Miss Qi switched through more than ten personalities, sotis accommodating, sotis resisting. Although her body was honest, she alternated between extre disgust and indulgence towards him, quite bizarrely.
If it were not for this already absurd and bizarre world, Lin Yue, in his previous life, would have certainly thought she was possessed by a ghost. Where would he even have the mood for intimacy?
Half an hour later.
"Husband, aren’t you done yet?"
Miss Qi stared at him expressionlessly, without any fluctuation in emotion.
"Switched again?" Lin Yue slightly raised his eyebrow, "Is it the Ice Fairy this ti?"
At that mont, he felt a curious urge to explore this new personality, and it was under these intense emotions, straddling the ditation mat, that Miss Qi could switch her personalities so quickly.
Therefore, he also persisted a bit longer. Half an hour was nothing to his current body.
"Is my husband helping soothe the chaos within my spirit?"
Miss Qi looked at him placidly, allowing Lin Yue to move as he wished. Although her body cooperated and she couldn’t help but gasp lightly, there was not a trace of desire in her eyes, clear and indifferent.
She turned her head slightly, glancing at the ditation mat beneath her, and said, "This must be a mat woven from the ’Forgetful Tendrils’ by the Ancestor of the Illusion Demon, right? Thank you, husband, for aiding ; the chaos in my spirit has been greatly soothed, and I hope to resolve it in the future."
"Could it be you are not a manifestation of a split due to chaotic spirit?" Lin Yue asked.
Miss Qi frowned slightly and replied, "Those just now were the ’Emotional Selves’ that appeared after my spirit split due to chaos. I need to cut off these emotions to transform into another self, but my cultivation was too rushed, splitting into nurous Emotional Selves at once, which caused such chaos."
"I see," Lin Yue realized.
Of course, they chatted but his movents never stopped.
"Husband, aren’t you done yet?"
Miss Qi, expressionless yet slightly frowning, spoke with a bit of pain. "My body is frail, husband. If you continue, I fear I might faint."
"Well, alright then." Lin Yue didn’t waste any ti and started exerting more effort.
"Ah... I’ve been quite injured and need several days to recuperate. Please, husband, slow down..."
...
Winter left and spring ca, sumr passed and autumn arrived.
Another winter.
In the blink of an eye, it was now the early November of the sixteenth year of the Yuan Dynasty.
The waves of ti cald, and a brief heat could not linger; a heavy snow drifted in, gradually transforming the ancient and majestic Di Hong City into a solemn and towering realm of silver.
In the bitter cold wind, Lin Yue, clad in a sapphire blue robe, walked along the corridor of Duke Heng’s mansion.
Following him was still Baili Fengzhi, in martial artist attire and wearing a silver mask.
It seed that the year had not brought any changes to this master-servant duo, though a profound change seed to have occurred deep within them.
Frost covered everything outside the corridor, dressed in silver.
Lin Yue strolled leisurely along the corridor, occasionally coughing, like a frail young man recovering from a serious illness.
The servants passing by paid their respects with extraordinary reverence.
Soon enough, Lin Yue, accompanied by Baili Fengzhi, arrived at the main hall of Duke Heng’s mansion.
There were quite a few people in the hall, not only from the Qi Family but also several guest elders. Most of them were young.
Moreover, the third and fourth Miss Qi who had married out also returned, each with their children.
"My esteed son-in-law."
Duke Heng, dressed in a black ornate garnt, sat at the head seat, showing a smile to Lin Yue.
A year later, Duke Heng seed to have aged a bit more, the twilight of life heavier upon him, his eyes slightly cloudy, although his regal authority remained undiminished.
"Lord Qi," Lin Yue nodded slightly and sat down next to Duke Heng.
Baili Fengzhi stood quietly behind Lin Yue.
No one in the hall objected.
Now in Di Hong City, anyone slightly inford knew that this son-in-law of Duke Heng’s mansion, Mu Yue, was a person of prince bloodline.
In terms of status, he was now no lesser than Duke Heng and would surpass him once he was crowned.
Even though it was a matrimonial alliance, Duke Heng could not truly treat a prince as a junior.
"A few days ago was your birthday, my son-in-law. I wanted to host a grand celebration, but knowing you prefer quiet, we did not hold a big event."
Duke Heng smiled, "However, there were quite a few who ca to give gifts. I had the housekeeper make a list. My son-in-law, you can take a look and keep any gifts you like."
"Thank you," Lin Yue nodded. "Thank you, Lord Qi, for the consideration."
"A trivial matter."
Duke Heng chuckled then asked, "How is Wanqiu doing?"
"She’s only three months pregnant, so it doesn’t show much yet," Lin Yue said. "The herbalist says Wanqiu will likely carry the child for at least a year or two."
"Good, good, good." Duke Heng’s smile deepened, his eyes almost twinkling.
His principal wife was originally from the Xiahong family, and she was a granddaughter of a prince, thus her bloodline was quite pure. Thus, Wanqiu also had so Xiahong family bloodline.
And Lin Yue being of the prince bloodline, pure and unalloyed, ant that the offspring from his union with Wanqiu would also possess quite a pure bloodline.
The longer mbers of the Xiahong family carried their child, the purer their bloodline was considered.
Like the princes, who typically carried a child for three years and six months.
Although Lin Yue was not a son-in-law living off his wife’s family, the child born to Miss Qi and him would also carry his surna. But in the end, the child would still belong to the Qi family, which would naturally benefit them in the future.
Lin Yue thought of Qi Wanqiu and felt sowhat sentintal.
In a blink, he too was about to beco a father.
The Qi family mbers and guest elders below, along with the yet unmarried won of the household, hearing this, secretly envied Qi Wanqiu.
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