"Whoosh."
Lingxiao waved a hand, activating layer upon layer of array restrictions throughout the Daoist grounds. They enveloped the bedchamber, cutting it off from everything outside.
He swallowed the drop of Yin-Yang Three-Talents Merit Spirit Liquid condensed from three thousand years of painstaking effort. The spirit liquid melted upon entering his mouth, turning into a mellow, rich warm current that slid down his throat.
Then he bent down and gently kissed Changxi's soft lips.
Carrying a faint starlight fragrance and the warmth of merit, the spirit liquid passed through their lips and teeth into Changxi's mouth.
"Hubby~"
Changxi let out a soft moan, wrapping her arms tightly around Lingxiao's neck like lotus roots. Rising onto her toes, she eagerly returned his kiss.
The maiden's body was soft and warm, wreathed in the faint fragrance of Lunar Jade Flowers mingled with clear moonlight. Lingxiao's heart stirred. He wrapped an arm around her slender waist, so narrow it could barely be grasped in one hand, and deepened the kiss.
Xihe stood quietly to one side. A captivating blush spread across her cold, peerless face, like dawn clouds staining a frigid moon.
Her lashes were lowered, and her long eyelashes cast delicate shadows beneath the wavering candlelight. Her fingertips lightly clenched the hem of her moon-white robe, yet she did not urge them on in the slightest.
After so many years together, their hearts had long understood one another. No words were needed.
Only when Changxi's eyes shimmered with tears and her little face had flushed crimson with embarrassment did Lingxiao reluctantly release her and turn toward Xihe.
Xihe raised her eyes, her phoenix eyes glistening. She stepped forward of her own accord, rose onto her toes, and pressed her lips to Lingxiao's.
Her kiss was gentle and lingering, carrying the elegant fragrance