The cheers outside startled Xihe, startled the night, but did not disturb this guest room.
Lin Su drifted inside, closed the window behind him, and completely shut out the clamor beyond.
Inside the room, Yingying rose, holding a teacup.
"Husband, have a cup of victory tea!"
Lin Su laughed heartily, took the cup, and drained it in one gulp. With a flick of his hand, the cup flew toward the tea table and came to rest against it as lightly as a swallow alighting on a branch.
Then his arms closed, and Ji Qianling melted softly into his embrace.
Flowing radiance filled Ji Qianling's eyes, revealing the utmost excitement.
Her excitement naturally had reason behind it.
Facing the Violet Qi Literary Dynasty's four foremost experts, facing the enemy dynasty's carefully prepared assault, he had responded to each of them with effortless ease.
He had suppressed them one by one.
With that suppression, he raised the Eastern Domain Immortal Dynasty's prestige.
With that suppression, the Violet Qi Literary Dynasty's schemes vanished like smoke.
What sort of attainment in the Literary Way was this?
And what peerless elegance beneath heaven was this?
Any woman would have been moved.
And she ought to be even more so, because she had just become his wife...
In such a state, the bed they had just lain upon, the bed upon which they had just gone wild, ought to have been the direction of their next efforts.
Yet the radiance in Ji Qianling's eyes told Lin Su that things were not so simple.
Sure enough, Ji Qianling spoke. "Did you notice anything unusual?"
"What did you notice?"
"One Five-Colored Poem reveals nothing, but a seven-colored New Ci Tune exposed tremendous hidden meaning. The greatest mystery was still the music that came afterward!" Ji Qianling said. "Their