One person established a clan

Chapter 350 Three Saints Embrace Each Other, Competing for Beauty

Layers of red and blue gauze curtains hung down, and inside, two beautiful women sat gracefully on the bed, like two delicate buds waiting to be plucked.

Su Cheng lifted the curtain, gazing at their beautiful figures, each with their own unique charm, and chuckled, "Do you really want to come at me all at once?"

"Of course."

"Let Miss Wen have a proper wedding night first."

"Eh?"

Shi Xuan's sudden defection left Wen Qimeng stunned.

She hurriedly reached out to grab this 'helper,' but only managed to grasp empty air.

"Sister Shi, didn't we agree on this last night?"

"Although they are supposed to consummate their marriage together, there is no set order for who will go first."

Shi Xuan got up with a smile, walked gracefully to Su Cheng's side, and gently pushed him closer to the bed.

"Today is, after all, Miss Wen's wedding day. How could I possibly take your place?"

"No, no, it's not me."

Wen Qimeng's face flushed even more beneath her veil, and she stammered, "I wanted to observe first, otherwise I wouldn't feel confident."

"Do not worry."

Su Cheng gently put his arm around her shoulder. "With me here, why be so nervous?"

Wen Qimeng's delicate body tensed, and she said weakly, "It's precisely because it's you, my husband, that I'm afraid."

"how you said that?"

"Your antics usually leave Sister Shi crying and screaming, looking like she's about to die."

"Cough cough!"

Shi Xuan felt extremely embarrassed and quickly retorted, "Don't talk nonsense, it's not as exaggerated as you say."

Wen Qimeng tilted her head. "I'm telling the truth. Sister Shi was clearly trembling like a leaf, muttering vulgar and obscene words."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Seeing Shi Xuan so embarrassed that he wanted to disappear, Su Cheng shook his head and chuckled, then raised his hand and lifted Wen Qimeng's red veil.

"ah."

The girl gasped softly, her pretty face flushed, and muttered, "Sister Shi went back on her word. I wanted to tease her a little longer."

But before she could finish speaking, Su Cheng lowered his head and kissed her lips.

"woo"

Wen Qimeng stiffened, the slyness in her eyes instantly overwhelmed by shyness, and she could only respond awkwardly and weakly, her fingertips unconsciously tightening around the hem of her clothes.

Shi Xuan blushed and sighed softly, then turned his head away.

She and Su Cheng were already an "old married couple," so naturally they didn't care about the order of precedence.

Let's just let this girl experience the joys of her wedding night first.
"call"

After a long while, their lips parted, and Su Cheng gazed at the shy face of the girl so close to him. Her usually lively and mischievous amber eyes were now veiled with a hazy, watery look.

"Wait a moment."

Wen Qimeng barely managed to maintain some semblance of consciousness, her face flushed as she formed hand seals.

"We really need to find some help."

The next moment, the aura of the three saints quietly rose up, silently lingering and permeating their surroundings.

As her pupils shaped like a crescent moon, the Dream God blinked, and a faint blush quietly crept onto her usually indifferent and dignified jade-like face.

"Shyly—"

Her tone remained cold and mechanical, but her slender arm hooked around Su Cheng's neck as she whispered, "Husband, teach me how to consummate our marriage."

Su Cheng smiled slightly, hooked his hand around the girl's smooth legs under the veil of her wedding dress, lowered his head to kiss her lips, and slowly pressed her into the bed.

Before long, a delicate, enchanting atmosphere filled the air inside the gauze curtains, and the feeling of spring surged forth like a tide.
Late at night.

The young woman lay on the stone table in the courtyard, half-asleep.

Duanmu Jing sat beside her, her slender fingers gently stroking her hair. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced towards the direction of the bridal chamber and chuckled to herself.

I thought Cheng'er would go out for some fresh air around dusk, but I didn't expect him to keep causing trouble until now.
"Aunt Wu Jing"

The little girl opened her eyes groggily and said in a soft voice, "Why are you here?"

"I came to see you all," Duanmu Jing said gently. "You've all been waiting for so long, why don't you go back inside and rest?"

"It's okay, I'm not tired," the young woman said with a soft smile.

Duanmu Jing's gaze softened as she looked back towards the bridal chamber. "Wouldn't it be a little boring to sit here alone?"

"No way."

The young woman gently shook her head: "From time to time, some noises can be heard from inside the house, as if several older sisters are taking turns singing."

Duanmu Jing: "."

But then a thought crossed her mind, and she became curious. "You mean... several older sisters?" "Yes." The young woman nodded. "Besides Sister Shi and Sister Wen, there are three other unique voices."

She recalled briefly and whispered, "One should be Sister Dream Goddess, but the other two are somewhat unfamiliar."

Duanmu Jing was taken aback, and suddenly felt that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

That girl Qimeng actually used the Three Saints' Techniques on her wedding night.

If the old clan chief and the others knew about this, they would probably be furious for quite some time.

"However, I didn't expect even that girl's 'Emperor Sun' would be willing to step in."

Duanmu Jing was slightly curious. "Could it be that she has already grasped the situation in the past two days, or is there something else going on?"

In the dimly lit bed, a shattered soundproof barrier was gradually dissipating, and the faint, disordered, and suppressed breathing could be heard.

Shi Xuanxiang was drenched in sweat, her face flushed with an alluring blush, and she fell into a deep sleep, exhausted.

As soon as Su Cheng released her arms, she collapsed as if boneless, her legs dangling, her waist still trembling slightly from time to time, and faint murmurs escaped from her lips.

"."

He silently helped straighten her snowy hair, and with a slight thought, his gaze suddenly turned to the beautiful woman lying beside him.

Wen Qimeng was covered only by a thin, bright red veil, her shapely and charming figure lying on the couch, her skin tinged with a mottled red as if wet with dew, exuding a unique mature charm.

However, she seemed a little strange at this moment.

Although the flush on her face hadn't faded, her expression had become arrogant and disdainful, her eyes burning like molten gold under the blazing sun.

She lazily propped herself up with her hand on her cheek, glanced casually at Su Cheng, and whispered, "Not bad, you haven't disappointed me."

Su Cheng's eyes flickered slightly, realizing that Qi Meng's body was now being controlled by Di Ri.

He hadn't expected that after subduing both the Dream God and Star Thunder, the last of the Three Saints would suddenly appear on his own.
"I am also tired."

Emperor Rihao gently raised his wrist and waved his jade-like hand slightly: "Let's go to bed."

Su Cheng suddenly grabbed her slender wrist and whispered, "Aren't you going to say a few more words to me?"

There's not much to say.

Di Ri glanced at him indifferently. "I am neither as ignorant as Meng Shen, nor as naive as Xing Ting. I will accept this marriage."

Su Cheng smiled and said, "Since that's the case, shall you now call me husband?"

Di Ri gently shook off his hand and gave a rather arrogant snort:
"Although I have married you, it is wishful thinking for me to submit to you and show you my love."

"Uh, we already..."

"This is just a small reward for you."

The fawning expression on Di Ri's face had completely vanished, his chin slightly raised, and his words brimming with arrogance. "You should be grateful to me for favoring your kind heart."

Su Cheng's lips twitched slightly.

No wonder both Dream God and Star Thunder said that Emperor Sun was difficult to deal with; judging by his personality alone, he was certainly not a kind person.

but--

"Since Lady Di Ri is so disobedient, shouldn't she be punished more severely?"

Su Cheng instead pressed closer forcefully, grabbing her wrists and pinning the proud imperial princess beneath him.

"."

Di Rixiu frowned, his eyes flashing with golden light, a hint of anger rising within him, as if he were about to erupt.

After a moment of silence, she simply turned her head and said, "Instead of trying to scare me with these words, you might as well lie down obediently, and I will allow you to hold me and rest for one night."

Su Cheng raised an eyebrow, unable to tell for a moment whether she was genuinely admitting defeat or just being stubborn.

After a moment's thought, he simply pulled the fair-skinned beauty beneath him into his arms.

Di Ri paused for a moment, then spat out a soft "rude" but did not struggle or resist. Instead, he closed his eyes.

But after a short while, the bed began to shake gently again.
The next morning——

Su Chengfang had just left the bridal chamber.

He stretched his limbs with a refreshed expression, and casually glanced around, only to see Duanmu Jing and the young lady getting up and walking over from the small pavilion in the courtyard.

"This is what you are."

The little girl rushed forward, her face full of worry. "Brother, are you alright?"

As she spoke, she quickly reached out to help him up, asking, "Aren't you tired?"

"I'm fine." Su Cheng chuckled, then met Duanmu Jing's gaze again.

The beautiful woman looked at him with concern and walked over gracefully, gently taking his arm.

"Alright, sit down and let us see."

"I'm really fine."

"Listen to me, let me and the young lady massage you first to loosen your blood and muscles. We have prepared many nourishing and restorative medicinal soups here, along with the young lady's healing techniques."

Feeling the meticulous pampering from both sides, Su Cheng was both amused and exasperated, and had no choice but to sit down in the pavilion as instructed.

If this kind of life continues for a long time, I'm afraid I'll really become addicted to it and find it hard to break free.
(End of this chapter)