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Night had fallen.

The guests, full from the feast and merry with wine, gradually dispersed, and Lu Changsheng headed to the bridal chamber to consummate the marriage.

“Young master.”

Standing outside the bridal room was a young girl dressed in a green Luo skirt with two buns atop her head, her features delicate and pretty, her eyes large and clear.

This was Lu Miaoyun’s personal maid, named Xiao Qing.

She too possessed a Spiritual Root,—a Cultivator.

For a cultivation family like the Lu Family, in order to ensure a constant supply of fresh blood, they would also search for children with Spiritual Roots in the secular world.

Once found, these children would be sent to Qingzhu Mountain for nurturing.

However, unless a child was particularly talented, most were taught the skills of Spirit Plant cultivation, Spirit Slaughter, culinary arts, wine brewing, mining, and so on.

Compared to formations, Elixir Medicines, Artifact Refining, and Talismans, these skills did not have a high threshold, were fairly easy to learn, but were rather arduous.

The Lu Family’s spirit fields, Qing Zhu forests, and spirit mines, all work that required Cultivators, were basically managed by these adopted disciples.

When these individuals reached a certain age, the men would marry secular women from the Lu Family, and the women would become concubines to the young masters of the Lu Family, kept within the family’s own circles.

Xiao Qing belonged to the children raised by the Lu Family from a young age, serving as Lu Miaoyun’s maid.

Unless something unforeseen occurred, she was expected to become the concubine of a Lu Family disciple in the future.

But at this moment, since Lu Miaoyun was marrying Lu Changsheng, Xiao Qing also accompanied the bride as a chambermaid.

For Lu Changsheng, marrying Lu Miaoyun and gaining a maid with a Spiritual Root as part of her dowry was indeed a pleasant surprise.

“Xiao Qing, you’ve worked hard,”

Lu Changsheng said with a smile to the charming maid standing before him, nodded his head, then pushed open the door and entered.

Red lamps burned brightly in the room, embellished with festivity, set up in splendid brilliance.

Lu Miaoyun was draped in a fiery red phoenix-embroidered bridal dress, wearing a Phoenix Crown and Rosy Clouds Robe, her head covered with a red veil, demurely sitting atop the bridal bed.

“Miaoyun.”

Lu Changsheng approached the bed and called out to the beauty before him.

Lu Miaoyun did not respond, but even her seated posture betrayed a slight nervousness.

“Young master.”

At that moment, the maid Xiao Qing approached with a tray that held a jade balance beam and a set of wine utensils.

While the Lu Family was a Cultivation family, they were not completely detached from some of the secular customs and practices.

Lu Changsheng knew the rituals, took the jade balance beam, and gently lifted the red veil obscuring Lu Miaoyun’s face.

A visage of gentle and soft beauty, dazzlingly lovely, was unveiled.

Her arched brows framed her clear eyes, her nose was delicate and pretty, and her small mouth was luscious red. She might not be as exquisitely stunning as Lu Miaohuan, but she was quite attractive.

She possessed the kind of sweet, enduring beauty that gave the impression of a pure, girl-next-door.

“My husband”

As the veil lifted, Lu Miaoyun’s long lashes trembled slightly, her pretty face blushed with shyness, and she called out in a voice that was soft, sweet, and slightly naive.

Her personality wasn’t as timid or delicate as Qu Zhenzhen’s, nor was she the type to be calm and composed.

Furthermore, as a woman who had only met Lu Changsheng once before their marriage was arranged, how could she be completely at ease on their wedding night?

Lu Changsheng chuckled, took a wine jug from the tray, poured Lu Miaoyun a cup of Spiritual Wine, and then poured one for himself.

He then said, “Miaoyun, today we become husband and wife, and from this day forward, we shall journey through life together. Come, let’s finish this drink.”

“I will follow my husband’s guidance for the rest of my life~”

A blush showed on Lu Miaoyun’s face as she looked at the handsome young man before her, and then they exchanged cups of wine.

“Wishing the young master and young mistress a hundred years of harmony, and may you have an early heir,”

said the maid Xiao Qing as she collected the cups, her voice clear and crisp.

Then, with a curtsy, she left the room, closed the door behind her, and left the newlyweds alone.

After drinking the wedding cup, Lu Changsheng immediately felt a bit of heat in his lower abdomen and realized there was something off about the drink.

Lu Miaoyun’s complexion was also flushed and rosy, like blooming peach blossoms.

In the room, the sound of their breathing at this moment seemed exceptionally clear.

Lu Changsheng didn’t need to think to know that the just-consumed wedding cup must have been specially prepared by the Lu Family, intended to enhance the mood of the wedding night.

He directly embraced his delicate wife in his arms and said, “Yun’er, it’s time to rest.”

“Mm~ My lord, the light is still on…”

Lu Miaoyun murmured softly.

“It’s fine, this way I can see clearly.”

That year, Lu Changsheng was twenty-two years old.

He had five wives, six concubines, two favored beauties, and a maid.

The next day, dawn broke brightly.

The gentle sunlight filtered through the lattice window, casting its light onto the messy, bright red wedding garments and fiery bridal dress on the floor.

After waking up, Lu Changsheng looked at the disheveled beauty in his arms, with tear stains still visible at the corner of her eyes, and felt completely relaxed and spirited, without a hint of lethargy.

Seeing Lu Miaoyun’s pitiful state, remembering what happened the night before, he thought to himself that this little wife was indeed obedient and well-behaved, without the slightest bit of young mistress temperament.

He couldn’t help but kiss her pretty and fair cheek.

This little action immediately woke up the sleeping Lu Miaoyun. She opened her eyes and softly called out to Lu Changsheng.

“My lord”

The voice was tender and silly, stirring a few threads of affection in Lu Changsheng’s heart.

He gently pinched her fair, blushing cheek and said softly, “It’s still early, you rest well.”

“We have to go see Grandma later.”

Lu Miaoyun rubbed her eyes, not going back to sleep, indicating she wanted to get up.

Seeing this, Lu Changsheng immediately supported the beauty.

However, after all, Lu Miaoyun possessed the Fourth Level Energy Refinement cultivation, her body was stronger than that of ordinary people.

Even though Lu Changsheng was somewhat rational yesterday, he had not made their first time such that she couldn’t get up and move.

Moreover, the Spiritual Wine was somewhat beneficial for her.

Soon the two got out of bed and started dressing.

Lu Miaoyun quickly gathered up the handkerchief and placed it in the mandarin duck brocade box nearby.

This caused Lu Changsheng to smile.

Afterwards, the two of them tidied up their clothes and pushed open the room door, ready to go pay respects to the Fourth Elder.

“Young master, miss,”

The maid Xiaoqing was standing outside the door, clearly not having slept all night.

“Xiaoqing, didn’t I tell you? You didn’t have to stay up, you should go rest now,”

Lu Miaoyun told her.

A maid like Xiaoqing, who possessed a Spiritual Root, wasn’t entirely there to serve when following the young masters and mistresses.

She was more for miscellaneous tasks while also learning a few things.

To use her solely for serving would be too wasteful.

“Miss, I’m not tired,”

Xiaoqing said with a gentle smile, her voice crisp and melodious like an oriole.

She had a Ninth Grade Spiritual Root and already reached the Second Level in Qi Refinement, much more energetic than ordinary people.

Lu Miaoyun didn’t say much more and, hand in hand with Lu Changsheng, left the estate to head toward the residence of the Fourth Elder.