Wedding Night

As Qian Baitao pushed open the doors to Yun Yi and Yimo's wedding chamber.

What met her eyes were exquisite red silk ribbons running through the room, embroidered with beautiful auspicious clouds and phoenixes.

The faint flames of several eternal lamps flickered in the spacious, empty room, their light mingling with the reflections from various exquisite bronze ornaments. The atmosphere was certainly thick with romance.

In the middle stood an enormous bridal bed, its four corners supported by wooden posts. Thin gauze curtains covered three sides, while one side had been drawn back slightly and tied to the side.

Sitting on the bed was a stunning woman with long blue hair.

She wore a red silk wedding dress, its long train spread around her. A phoenix crown and cloud-shaped hairpins adorned her head. She looked like a gorgeous flower in full bloom, waiting to be plucked.

Unfortunately, aside from the woman, there was no one else on the bed.

Only countless crisscrossing Go stones covered the board on the low table nearby.

Beside it sat a pot of rice wine, two small cups, and some pastries.

The woman was absorbed in the Go board on the bed. It wasn't until Qian Baitao pushed open the door that she instinctively looked toward her.

This woman was Yun Yi.

Qian Baitao froze, stunned by Yun Yi's beauty.

They said that a woman looked her most beautiful on her wedding day, dressed in her wedding clothes.

And Yun Yi, whose beauty was already breathtaking, was even more so.

Qian Baitao was stunned for only an instant before slapping her cheeks hard twice with her little hands. They turned a little red.

She forced herself to wake up, eyes heavy with fatigue, and searched the room desperately for her boyfriend, Yimo.

But she couldn't