Chapter 233 – Shrouded in Mystery, Successfully Forging a Spirit Artifact, and the First Pot of Gold - Part 2
Dawn had yet to break.
Cui Huayin lay quietly in Li Yuan’s arms, a light quilt pulled to her shoulders, revealing skin as pale and smooth as white jade. Li Yuan was behind her, his chin resting gently on her shoulder, still half-asleep.
She, however, had already opened her eyes—though even that effort left her drained, as if every muscle in her body had melted away. Simply moving a finger brought on waves of fatigue.
On the sheets lay a brilliant red stain, glaringly bright. Seeing it, Cui Huayin closed her eyes again. Hearing Li Yuan’s breathing shift behind her, she spoke in a cold, clipped tone, “Don’t think that just because of last night...just because we’ve performed our vows that I’ll become meek and adoring.”
Li Yuan paused. It seemed his new wife had a rather unusual temperament. He only gave a noncommittal, “Oh,” and pulled her closer, drifting back to sleep.
Truth be told, Cui Huayin was more striking than any other woman Li Yuan had met—lovelier than Xue Ning, and even more stunning than Yan Yu had been before turning into a ghost. Of course, as a ghost, Yan Yu possessed a unique supernatural allure that defied any normal comparison.
Still, for someone as breathtaking as Cui Huayin, it was no wonder she’d once been presented to the emperor and titled the Yin Consort. Praising her beauty as the fairest in an entire prefecture, maybe even a whole province, a singular blossom among hundreds was hardly an exaggeration.
It felt strangely elevating to have such a woman as his wife, almost as if the story of his life had pivoted from a humble village romance to a grand courtly drama.
He slipped his arm around her waist and gently reached forward. She didn’t resist, only said, “Don’t get lost in bliss.”
A moment later, she sensed his hand moving and frowned slightly, letting out an impatient “Hurry up.”
Li Yuan murmured, “Your family wants you to give me children.”
“That’s their idea,” she replied. “I have no intention of bearing any. You’re sixth rank, and I’m seventh. Even with the help of the Holy Tree Temple’s special elixirs to raise the odds, if I’m not willing, you won’t succeed.”