Mo Lin returned from the grim, oppressive battlefield of the Sacred Clan Heavenly Domain to Tian Yuan Holy Palace, the grand and majestic palace floating above the sea of clouds at the heart of Hunyuan Heaven's Tian Yuan Domain, with a flash of his figure and 5N in tow.
One moment, he had been the awe-inspiring Sequence God and future Heavenly Lord, deciding the fate of countless worlds with a wave of his hand. The next, he was in his own luxurious, cozy bedchamber, warm as spring. The immense shift in time, space, and status still left Zuoqiu Qingyu and the other three women somewhat dazed. Yet compared with their earlier pure shyness, their eyes now held more excitement at sharing in his glory, along with the sweet, bashful delight of being publicly "conferred."
"Ah! We're finally back! I was scared to death just now!" Zuoqiu Qingyu was the first to press a hand to her ample chest and let out a long breath. A lingering flush of trepidation remained on her seductive, lovely face.
Her eyes shimmered as she shot Mo Lin a coquettish glare, her voice soft and sweet. "My husband~ You were too reckless just now! Announcing something like that so suddenly in front of everyone... how embarrassing!" Though she sounded as if she were complaining, the upturned corners of her lips and the delight she could not conceal in her eyes radiated a young woman's sweetness and intimacy.
A charming blush also spread across Li Qingchan's exquisite face. She lightly adjusted her perfectly neat clothes and looked at Mo Lin with helpless indulgence. "Husband... wasn't that announcement... a little too hasty?" Naturally, she was referring to Mo Lin publicly declaring that they would hold the Six Rites Celebration in ten days.
Su Youwei's gentle face was