Yan Yan'er was too embarrassed to bear it. She whispered between breaths, "Blow out the lamp..."
Men were often visual creatures, and Tang Changsheng was no exception. Still, he was considerate enough to cherish her, reluctant though he was.
Since it was her first time, he took her feelings into account. With a regretful wave of his hand, he extinguished the candles in the room.
Faint moonlight filtered through the window lattice, leaving the room softly hazy.
The bed began to rock, setting the silver hooks that held up the gauze curtains swaying.
Cloudlike hair, a flowerlike face, and golden ornaments trembled; beneath warm hibiscus curtains, they spent the spring night together. But spring nights were too short, and the sun rose high. From then on, Wang no longer attended morning court...
Tang Changsheng, however, rose early. He even gathered the essence of the sun. Now that Spirit-Nourishing Pill aided his cultivation, gathering the Essence of the Sun and Moon seemed far too slow.
Yet its benefits grew greatly over time, so Tang Changsheng was unwilling to neglect it often.
Yan Yan'er was naturally too exhausted from the night's exertions to get up. Fortunately, Tang Changsheng had learned An Hai's whereabouts from her the night before. He was not far from Yun'an County, so there was no need to hurry.
Yan Yan'er had not been living alone in the temple. Her father had assigned several servants and maids to attend her, but before Tang Changsheng arrived last night, the Yun'an City God had used Divine Power to put them to sleep.
When they saw a strange man there early that morning, they found nothing odd about it. It was as though they had always known Tang Changsheng, as though he had always been the master of the house.
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