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Seeing the blushing beauty, Lu Chen suddenly felt an urge to tease her. He stared into Yelv Nanyan’s eyes and asked with a smile, “Nanyan, what do you mean? Today is our wedding day. Are you trying to drive me away?”

Hearing Lu Chen’s voice by her ear, Yelv Nanyan felt a bit restless inside. She quickly said, “Prince, I didn’t mean that, it’s just…”

Yelv Nanyan wanted to say that Lu Chen had been busy all night yesterday, and he shouldn’t still be here today, but she couldn’t bring herself to say it.

Seeing Yelv Nanyan’s flushed face and shy demeanor, Lu Chen’s previously tranquil heart was suddenly filled with ripples.

His arm then tightened further around her, hugging Yelv Nanyan closely, and from time to time, he whispered into her ear, making her incredibly uncomfortable under his seduction.

Nonetheless, Yelv Nanyan persisted, “Prince, I have already enjoyed your favor, but Yaoyao has not. She has just married you, and she must be eagerly waiting for you to dote on her.”

Hearing this, Lu Chen smiled slightly and then said, “Don’t worry. I just came to sit here for a while. I will go over there in a bit.”

When Yelv Nanyan heard Lu Chen’s words, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Lu Chen had left her room only in the morning; if he were to come again, she couldn’t bear to think what she would feel like tomorrow.

At that moment, Lu Chen asked, “Nanyan, how do you feel about the wedding I prepared for you today? Did it meet the wedding you imagined?”

Yelv Nanyan replied, “Thank you, Prince, for treating me, a captive, so well. I will definitely bear more heirs for the Prince in the future, to repay you.” Hearing Yelv Nanyan’s words, Lu Chen was very pleased. Finally, a Martial Artist understood, and he raised his hand, gently patting her buttocks, and then said, “Nanyan understands better than the bitch next door, who has deceived me of so much affection, and still, to this date, hasn’t conceived my child.”

The “bitch” Lu Chen was referring to was naturally Wang Qingci. Every time Lu Chen left her room, she would quickly expel all the impurities from her body, as if terrified of carrying Lu Chen’s child.

For Lu Chen, impregnating female Martial Artists had always been a challenge. Setting aside the fact that it was difficult for female Martial Artists to conceive, the bigger issue was that female Martial Artists could easily prevent pregnancy. Take Wang Qingci and Bai Qingqing, for example; if they didn’t want to bear Lu Chen’s children, no amount of his efforts would be useful.

He certainly couldn’t use his status as Prince to order them to get pregnant. If he really did that, it would probably be pointless.

Since Martial Artists naturally had a hard time getting pregnant, they could easily claim it was due to their constitution, leaving Lu Chen uncertain if it was true or false.

If female Martial Artists had the awareness of Yelv Nanyan and proactively wanted to bear children for Lu Chen, then the trouble would be halved.

After hearing Lu Chen’s words, Yelv Nanyan’s face felt a bit hot. Being a woman in her thirties and being held in the arms of a younger man, being called “my Nanyan” felt utterly embarrassing.

Then, the two of them cuddled together, talking about the grassland and Barbarian Tribes migrating into North City. Although Lu Chen was flirtatious throughout, he did not take things any further with her.

Meanwhile.

In the next room.

Xiao Wenyao, dressed in a red bridal gown, sat on the edge of the bed, pricking up her ears to eavesdrop on the neighboring room.

Xiao Wenyao felt puzzled; she had clearly heard the maid outside say “Greeting, Prince,” indicating that Lu Chen must have arrived and gone to Yelv Nanyan’s room.

But why was there still no sound after so much time? This didn’t make sense.

If it were the past…

Forget the past; even last night Lu Chen had gone to Yelv Nanyan’s room, and there was a significant commotion.

Strange…

Could it be that Yelv Nanyan had succumbed to Lu Chen?

Affected by Yelv Nanyan before, Xiao Wenyao had developed a unique line of thinking, believing that if she heard Yelv Nanyan’s voice, it meant that Yelv Nanyan had bested Lu Chen and was cheerfully celebrating.

Now, without any sound, did it mean that Yelv Nanyan was, in a sense, defeated by Lu Chen?

That Yelv Nanyan was now undergoing torment?

With this thought, Xiao Wenyao couldn’t help but shudder.

Xiao Wenyao consoled herself that she was, after all, a Seventh-Rank Martial Artist. Although Lu Chen was a Grandmaster, as long as he was human, he had weaknesses, and Lu Chen had his. Yelv Nanyan had successfully trapped Lu Chen’s weakness, and she should be able to do the same.

Later, if Lu Chen dared to come to her room, she would also trap Lu Chen like Yelv Nanyan did and show Lu Chen how formidable she was.

In her nervousness, she didn’t know how long she waited, but finally, Xiao Wenyao heard the voice of a maid at the door.

“Greeting, Prince.”

The next moment, the door was pushed open, and Lu Chen entered the room.

Seeing the exceptionally handsome Lu Chen, Xiao Wenyao’s heartbeat raced, and she instantly became extremely nervous, feeling as if even breathing had become difficult.

Xiao Wenyao took a deep breath quickly.

Steady, steady.

Stay calm; you must stay calm.

Nanyan has trapped him; I can too!