After their lovemaking, it was already deep into the next night. The red candles in the hall had long since burned out. Outside, a bright moon hung high in the sky, its gentle light spilling through the window. Two figures, tangled inextricably together, could be faintly seen, and the sounds they made were enough to make one's heart race and face flush.
Sang Luo felt the new Talent Power within her and smiled in satisfaction. She hooked her arms around Fei Yuan's neck and planted another kiss on his gorgeous, exquisitely carved red lips.
"It seems I've wronged you, Your Majesty. You truly have kept yourself pure."
Fei Yuan laughed in exasperation. "I was secretly poisoned when I was young, for several hundred years. Even if I'd wanted to, I was powerless to do anything."
"It's a good thing you were poisoned, then. It made Your Majesty wait obediently for me. Otherwise, who knows where Your Majesty's Primordial Yang would have run off to by now!"
