Chapter 70

The next morning, a sliver of sunlight slipped through the cracks in the window screens. A gentle breeze drifted into the bed curtains, bringing a touch of coolness. The red wedding candles had long since burned out, and on the floor by the edge of the bed lay the torn remnants of their wedding robes…

Behind the bed curtains, Cheng Ruyi opened her eyes. Glowing with the radiant afterglow of their intimacy, a touch of alluring charm lingered in the corners of her eyes and brows. Just as she was about to sit up, she realized she was being held tightly in a dominant embrace by a long arm. The sound of soft, shallow breathing brushed past her ear. Turning her head slightly, an incredibly handsome face filled her vision. The corners of his lips were turned up in a faint smile, as if he were lost in a beautiful dream.

Staring at Rong Mo’s handsome face, the realization that she had officially gotten married yesterday suddenly washed over her. She had been so impatient that they had started their passionate embrace before nightfall, carrying on all the way until midnight before finally calling for bathwater to clean up.

A deep blush rippled across her face.

The romance between a man and a woman was truly an exceptionally comfortable and wonderful experience.

Aside from the very beginning, where Mo had been stiff and inexperienced—wasting quite a bit of time—the two of them had grown increasingly skilled and perfectly in sync as they went on. They had even let themselves fly completely wild, cycling through seven or eight different positions from those adult booklets.

It had been an endless array of variety and absolute bliss.

Recalling the intense battle from last night, Cheng Ruyi felt her face flush, but she was secretly thrilled. Her mutated wood-element ability was simply far too useful. She had heard Nanny Yang say that a woman’s first time would be incredibly painful, causing her to suffer quite a bit on her wedding night and preventing her husband from fully enjoying himself.

How could anyone compare to her incredible talent?

Not only did she enjoy herself to the absolute fullest, but she had also left Rong Mo completely satisfied.

Cheng Ruyi felt exceptionally proud and smug.

However… her stomach was growling now. Shouldn’t she get up and have a massive meal first? Cheng Ruyi thought, feeling a bit deflated.

But she had once accidentally overheard her eldest sister chatting with a woman in their apocalyptic squad, saying that after doing “the comfortable thing,” a woman shouldn’t wake up earlier than the man, otherwise it would damage the man’s masculine pride and ego.

Cheng Ruyi fell into a deep conflict.

She was torn between slipping out of bed and leaving Rong Mo alone, or directly waking him up.

The first option was definitely out; it would hurt hiss pride. As for the second option—Rong Mo didn’t possess an elemental ability like she did. Although he had internal energy, she didn’t fully understand how it worked and worried he might be exhausted.

But she was just so incredibly hungry! Yesterday, during the bridal preparations, she had only managed to sneakily devour a single braised pig’s trotter. After enduring such a lengthy and physically demanding battle, her stomach had long since emptied out.

Having never willingly endured starvation, Cheng Ruyi found this sensation absolutely miserable.

Right at that moment, Rong Mo stirred slightly beside her, looking as though he were about to wake up. Remembering her eldest sister’s advice, Cheng Ruyi immediately squeezed her eyes shut and pretended to be fast asleep.

As soon as Rong Mo opened his eyes, he turned his head to look at his little wife, who was using his arm as a pillow and sleeping soundly in his embrace. Her long eyelashes cast delicate shadows, and her flush, dewy cheeks possessed a radiant, healthy glow that made him want to bite into them.

He leaned over slightly and pressed a gentle kiss against his little wife’s forehead.

She was sleeping so deeply; last night must have completely exhausted her! Rong Mo thought quietly to himself, a profound wave of tenderness swelling in his heart.

However, his little wife’s unique ability was truly magnificent. It ensured she wouldn’t sustain any injuries while allowing them to enjoy themselves to their hearts’ content. Recalling the details of their bridal night, a blissful smile spread across Rong Mo’s face.

Cheng Ruyi’s eyelids fluttered slightly.

Should I wake up now? Should I wake up…

Ultimately, Cheng Ruyi decided to open her eyes. Her stomach was simply too empty; it was pure torture.

“A’Mo…”

Seeing his little wife wake up with eyes that were heavy with a lingering, irresistible allure, Rong Mo’s gaze darkened significantly. His large hand resting over her waist couldn’t resist caressing her smooth skin. He desperately wanted to transform into a wolf and pounce right back onto her, but the sun was already high in the sky outside; it was time to get up.

Rong Mo firmly suppressed the restless urge stirring in his core.

“Ruyi, you’re awake. Does it still hurt?” his caring voice carried a trace of raspy sexiness.

“It doesn’t hurt, I’m just so hungry!”

Cheng Ruyi shook her head, rising from his embrace. The silk duvet slid down to her chest, exposing a breathtaking view of spring radiance. Yet, she possessed absolutely no self-awareness about it, simply clutching her stomach with a pitiful expression.

Witnessing the sudden exposure of his little wife’s charms, Rong Mo’s throat went dry, his gaze turning burning hot once more as his lower body threatened to stir. A man who had just tasted the forbidden fruit simply couldn’t handle such temptation; he had fully developed a taste for it now.

However, he quickly suppressed it again.

His little wife had such a massive appetite and hadn’t eaten a proper meal since yesterday at noon. She must be absolutely starving. Rong Mo felt incredibly protective.

“Let’s get up quickly to wash and dress. The estate’s kitchen should have prepared a feast for us ages ago.”

“Mhm, mhm!”

Cheng Ruyi nodded eagerly, scrambling out of bed to pull out a set of fresh clothes. Rong Mo offered a doting smile, flipping over to drape his outer robes over his shoulders as well.

The sounds of movement coming from the inner chamber brought tears of joy to the eyes of the servants who had been waiting outside for an eternity.

The Heir Apparent and the Consort were finally awake.

This was truly a monumental achievement.

“Heir Apparent, Consort, may this servant enter?” Mo Xiang’s voice echoed from outside.

Seeing that his little wife was already fully dressed, Rong Mo stepped out of the inner chamber and granted them entry.

A whole squad of maids and older matrons filed in like a line of fish.

Several matrons went straight to tidy up the wedding bed, carefully retrieving a white handkerchief stained with a trace of blood and placing it securely inside a wooden box. This was the ultimate proof of a woman’s chastity, an artifact that had to be preserved with the utmost care.

Cheng Ruyi quickly finished washing up. The moment Nanny Yang finished styling her hair into a proper married woman’s updo, she impatiently dragged Rong Mo toward the main dining hall.

She was about to die of starvation!

Mo Xiang, Nanny Yang, and the rest of the attending maids and matrons stared with wide eyes at their radiant, boundlessly energetic Consort. As the people who had stood guard outside the doors, they knew exactly how intense and violent the struggle between the Heir Apparent and the Consort had been last night.

“The Consort’s physical stamina is truly incredible!” the crowd couldn’t help but marvel internally.

Mo Xiang’s lips twitched slightly. But remembering her young mistress’s monstrous physical strength, she found it entirely expected.

In the main hall, Prince Rong was sitting leisurely in the primary seat, elegantly savoring his tea. From time to time, he glanced up at the sand hourglass. It was already mid-morning; his son and daughter-in-law should be awake by now, right?

Just as the thought crossed his mind, he saw his daughter-in-law drag his son into the room like a whirlwind, calling out with boundless energy.

“A’Mo, do you think Dad is still here? It’s so late now, what if we’re too late to offer the morning tea…”

Seeing his daughter-in-law bounding about full of life, Prince Rong’s lips twitched. What newlywed woman didn’t look exceptionally fragile and delicate after her first night of marital intimacy?

Only this daughter-in-law of his was so uniquely different.

If it hadn’t been for the massive, thunderous commotion they had caused in the bridal suite last night—to the point where even he had caught wind of it—he would have seriously begun to question his son’s capabilities.

“Ah! Dad, you’re still here…”

The moment Cheng Ruyi stepped through the door, she spotted Prince Rong sitting in the main seat, casting a highly amused glance at them. Nearby, Wang Shun and Li Fan were both grinning from ear to ear.

She couldn’t help but blush slightly with a trace of embarrassment.

“Rong Mo, Ruyi, you’ve arrived. Come, take a seat. Wang Shun, hurry and tell the kitchen to serve the food!” Prince Rong ordered with a beaming smile, looking at his radiant son and lively daughter-in-law.

Wang Shun took the order and scurried off.

Cheng Ruyi didn’t immediately sit down. Instead, adhering strictly to proper etiquette, she waited until Nanny Yang brought in the tea tray, then respectfully offered the morning tea to Prince Rong.

“Father, please have some tea!”

Prince Rong accepted the tea bowl with a smile, took a sip, and rewarded Cheng Ruyi with a solid gold hairpin.

The gold hairpin was stunningly beautiful, adorned with gemstones that radiated a magnificent, glittering brilliance. One glance was enough to tell it was an invaluable treasure.

Cheng Ruyi accepted the gold hairpin with unrestrained joy. Her father-in-law’s gift hit her preferences perfectly.

“This hairpin is beautiful, your daughter-in-law loves it immensely.”

Seeing his daughter-in-law’s face full of joy, entirely unreserved in displaying her delight, the smile on Prince Rong’s face deepened. He preferred a straightforward, simple daughter-in-law like her; it made getting along exceptionally comfortable. It certainly made his effort in specifically selecting items she liked completely worthwhile.

Watching the interaction between his little wife and his father, Rong Mo’s eyes were brimming with amusement.

Once the tea ceremony concluded, the kitchen staff systematically brought out the dishes. Taking into account the Consort’s robust appetite and the strict instructions left by her accompanying nanny, Nanny Yang, meat dishes made up well over half the spread.

Rong Mo nodded silently at the sight.

Cheng Ruyi, on the other hand, was thoroughly satisfied. Her nose was completely filled with the rich aroma of meat. She swallowed hard, patting her empty stomach as she looked expectantly at Prince Rong.

“Dad, can we start breakfast now?”

Prince Rong let out a gentle chuckle at his daughter-in-law’s salivating expression. He was the first to pick up his chopsticks, taking a piece of the egg pancake he had grown extremely fond of lately—all made using the eggs delivered by his daughter-in-law, making them exceptionally savory and delicious.

Seeing this, Cheng Ruyi and Rong Mo immediately sat down and began to feast. Cheng Ruyi, whose eyes were practically turning green from starvation, buried her head and ate like a whirlwind. Nanny Yang and Mo Xiang, who were attending to her from the side, rapidly piled food onto their mistress’s plate.

Rong Mo also continuously served his little wife the meats she loved most.

Only when her stomach felt less empty did Cheng Ruyi finally slow down her pace. She began to serve Rong Mo food while happily devouring the pieces he picked for her. The two of them openly displayed their deep affection right at the dining table.

Prince Rong happily munched on his egg pancake, choosing to adopt a policy of “what the eye doesn’t see, the heart doesn’t grieve over.”

A breakfast filled with harmony and joy concluded just like that.

After the meal, Prince Rong took a sip of tea and brought up the incident from yesterday regarding the beggars blocking the path.

“Dad, did you find out who orchestrated it?” Cheng Ruyi asked, continuing to munch on her post-meal fruit.

Prince Rong nodded, “We found out. It was someone from the Estate of the Marquis of Jian’an.”

Cheng Qingyao might have acted with immense secrecy, but beggars weren’t stupid. Blocking the bridal sedan of a royal prince’s Heir Apparent carried the massive risk of facing severe retaliation later on. Consequently, they had secretly tracked the person who had come to deliver the silver coins to secure their cooperation.

Beggars possessed the most efficient information network, especially when it came to tracking a target. Thus, they ultimately discovered that the masked individual who had approached them belonged to the Marquis of Jian’an’s estate, though the exact identity remained unconfirmed.

The moment Prince Rong mentioned the Marquis of Jian’an’s estate, Rong Mo’s eyes turned freezing cold. He frowned with displeasure and muttered, “It’s that Cheng Qingyao again!”

Cheng Ruyi was also highly displeased. Why is this Cheng Qingyao always so relentlessly lingering like a ghost? It seems the lesson from last time wasn’t severe enough!

“A’Mo, let’s head out later, sneakily throw a sack over Cheng Qingyao’s head, knock her out, and give her a massive beating.”

“That is an excellent idea!” Rong Mo agreed completely. Cheng Qingyao was severely lacking a proper lesson.

Prince Rong: “…”

It seemed he didn’t even need to elaborate further; the person who hired the beggars was indeed Cheng Qingyao. But weren’t his son and daughter-in-law a bit too eccentric? Slipping out to beat someone up on the literal second day of their marriage!

No sooner said than done. Cheng Ruyi and Rong Mo quickly left Prince Rong’s estate and returned to the Marquis of Changle’s estate. Since neither of them cared for conventional rules, the tradition of returning to the bride’s family after three days meant absolutely nothing to them. They had a far more critical task to attend to right now.

The security at the Marquis of Jian’an’s estate wasn’t particularly tight. After all, the surrounding neighborhood was exclusively populated by high-ranking officials and noble families. Regular commoners didn’t dare set foot in this sector out of fear of offending some grand official or their relatives.

Rong Mo and Cheng Ruyi changed into comfortable, lightweight clothing at the Marquis of Changle’s estate to avoid attracting attention. Deftly scaling the high wall that separated the two estates, they covertly slipped into the neighboring Marquis of Jian’an’s domain.

Following her memories, Cheng Ruyi successfully located the courtyard where Cheng Qingyao resided.

Huh… why is it so incredibly deserted?

Not a single servant sweeping the floors or a low-ranking maid could be seen. It was nearly midday, yet a scattering of fallen leaves still littered the courtyard ground. It was bizarre.

Cheng Ruyi wondered if she had gotten the wrong place, but the moment she spotted Cheng Qingyao’s trusted maid, Qiu Lan, stepping outside, she was certain.

“A’Mo, has Cheng Qingyao been completely abandoned by her mother because her reputation plummeted after the broken engagement?” Cheng Ruyi whispered in a low murmur.

The corners of Rong Mo’s lips curled up slightly as he replied in an excellent mood, “She brought this entirely upon herself.”

“Mo is absolutely right. I truly don’t understand what goes on inside her skull. Instead of living a perfectly fine life, she constantly prefers to find creative ways to court disaster,” Cheng Ruyi puckered her lips. She was simply begging for a beating!

Once Qiu Lan departed, the two of them noiselessly slipped into Cheng Qingyao’s chambers. Peering through the window frame, they discovered Cheng Qingyao sitting by the bronze mirror, lost in thought. Her entire aura looked cold and detached.

Cheng Ruyi narrowed her eyes slightly. Releasing a sharp burst of her mental energy, she launched an invisible strike toward Cheng Qingyao.

With a muffled groan, Cheng Qingyao abruptly collapsed onto the floor.

Cheng Ruyi offered a triumphant smile, “A’Mo, before that maid Qiu Lan returns, let’s rush inside and give her a massive thrashing!” With that, she was the first to vault through the window.

Rong Mo shook his head with a chuckle, following her inside. He watched as his little wife dragged Cheng Qingyao to the middle of the room with one hand, then, carefully controlling her output, began to rain blows upon Cheng Qingyao’s body.

Punches and kicks were unleashed in tandem. Thudding and snapping sounds echoed alternately through the room.

The unconscious Cheng Qingyao’s body twitched instinctively from the physical impact, muffled groans of agony escaping her lips unconsciously.

After thoroughly and satisfyingly thrashing Cheng Qingyao, Cheng Ruyi cast a final glance at her target. Her face was black and blue, swollen to the size of a pig’s head, with a trace of blood trailing from the corner of her lips as her entire body curled inward. Cheng Ruyi felt entirely refreshed.

“Alright, we can leave now!”

Looking at the completely insensate Cheng Qingyao on the floor, Rong Mo nodded with a brilliant smile, “Excellent… let’s go!”

The two of them had arrived like the wind and departed just as swiftly.

When Qiu Lan finally returned and witnessed her young mistress in such a comatose, utterly wretched state, she was terrified out of her wits. The serving tray in her hands crashed to the floor, and she let out a piercing shriek.

The entire Estate of the Marquis of Jian’an instantly descended into utter chaos.

Hearing the tumultuous racket echoing from the neighboring estate, the mastermind, Cheng Ruyi, let out a sly chuckle.

Make a scene, go ahead and make a scene! The bigger the chaos, the better!

Thanks for visiting. If you like this story, then I’m shamelessly asking you to visit NovelUpdates and give a 5⭐ review. (人❛ᴗ❛)♪тнайк　чоц♪(❛ᴗ❛*人)

You can also check out my other translations Here