Outside the bedroom, a gentle breeze rustled, ruffling the lake's surface and making the lotus leaves in the lake rustle, shattering the moon in the water into stars.
Occasionally, fish leaped from the water, breaking the tranquility of the Eastern Palace.
Inside the bedroom, Dragon and Phoenix Wedding Candles burned, occasionally making a faint crackling sound.
The candlelight flickered, swaying with grace.
The crystal bead curtain glowed red in the candlelight, the gauze curtains hazy and enchanting.
"Yanyan..."
The man murmured her name, his already pleasant voice inexplicably filled with tenderness at this moment, possessing an enchanting allure.
In the silent night, it seemed to easily capture her heart.
Leng Yu Yan looked up, and the man before her was astonishingly beautiful, as if an Immortal, cool and noble.
Yet his eyes were dark and deep, like the calm before a storm, causing Leng Yu Yan to instinctively retreat further into the bed.
