Chapter 226: Niu Dingtian: A true man ought to be like this!

"Yes……"

Soon, the two people outside the room responded in low voices, and the faint footsteps faded away.

Not long after, the door was gently opened with a creak, and two beauties in plain white robes, dignified and graceful, each holding a tray of food and wine, quickly entered the room.

"Your Highness, do you have any further orders?"

After setting down the food and wine, one of them brought a waft of fragrant breeze, walked up to Niu Dingtian, made a bow, and asked softly.

Niu Dingtian glanced at the mature, stunning beauty before him, and then remembered that he still held the title of Prince of Xiangyang.

He rolled up his sleeves, took the washbasin handed by the other, washed his face and hands, and said: "Go prepare some hot water; the ladies will need to bathe shortly."

"Yes……" The two made a slight bow, then quietly withdrew outside and closed the door.

Being able to send two imperial consorts here to serve as maids, Kuihua Old Ancestor has certainly exhausted his methods.

At this moment, on the high table in the side room, beneath the double happiness character, two red candles burned brightly, casting a crimson glow.

Niu Dingtian picked up the dice on the table, smiling, and walked to the east side of the bed.

On the bed, the four brides sat upright, their hands clasped tightly together.

As the footsteps approached, the four trembled slightly, their red veils quivering.

Obviously, they were extremely nervous.

"Eighteen points."

"Twenty-five points."

"Nine points……"

"Mmm, wife, you have great luck, thirty-six points."

……

After the dice were thrown on both sides, the seven people's tension eased a little, yet one person remained stiff, frozen on the bed.

Niu Dingtian gave a light smile, picked up the wedding scale from the table, and walked to the fortunate bride's side.

He lifted a corner, then gently raised it, revealing beneath the dazzling gold phoenix crown a face of heavenly beauty and radiant charm, with arched brows, bright eyes and white teeth, a nose like carved jade, and a slender, fair neck……

Miss Huang had been peerlessly gorgeous and unmatched in beauty since her youth, a sight Niu Dingtian had never seen in his life.

Now, at the age of twenty-nine, she had gained a touch of mature allure; beneath the phoenix crown and rosy robes, her grace was resplendent without equal, like a luxurious, bewitching peony.

"Wife……"

Niu Dingtian set down the wedding scale, his gaze gentle as he looked at the lovely woman before him.

Miss Huang's heart fluttered; her flawless cheeks were as lovely as peach and plum, her beautiful eyes lowered slightly, her curved lashes trembling.

She glanced sideways at the other three brides beside her, then resentfully glared at Niu Dingtian, lightly biting her vermilion lip, but dared not reply.

Niu Dingtian took the lady's delicate hand, feeling it smooth and tender like sheep-fat jade, and said softly: "Wife, it's time to drink the wedding wine."

As he spoke, he gently led her to the wine table, picked up a cup from the tray, gave one to Miss Huang, took another for himself, and said: "To have you all in this life is my fortune; please, wife, drink this cup with me."

After tonight, he could truly be considered a man who has established a family and career, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of reflection.

Miss Huang gently raised her flushed face, her brows curved like distant mountains, her eyes clear as water, gazing steadily at Niu Dingtian, her cherry lips moving, yet she dared not speak.

For her, who had endured great upheaval, to be restored and marry the beloved before her, nothing else seemed to matter anymore.

Under the witness of the vermilion candlelight, the two silently drank the wedding wine and set the cups back.

Niu Dingtian looked at Miss Huang, whose brows were lowered, cheeks flushed, hands at a loss, and softly called: "Good wife, it's time for the bridal chamber."

"Mmm……" Miss Huang had not yet reacted when she felt a warm breath approaching her lips.

Her cheeks burned like fire, her delicate body trembled slightly, and as she grew limp, an involuntary soft moan escaped from her nose.

In the crimson candlelight, the red candles on the table burned steadily, tears of wax forming lines, dripping drop by drop.

In this amorous atmosphere, the seven women on the beds on either side, beneath their red veils, already had faces like rosy clouds.

Suddenly, the lamp flowers crackled and flared bright; Niu Dingtian's fingers lightly wandered, and Miss Huang's garments fell away piece by piece.

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After an hour, by the large bed behind the screen, red dates, peanuts, longan, and melon seeds were scattered across the floor.

On the bed, Niu Dingtian gently stroked the smooth shoulder in his hand, glanced at each of the two ladies deeply asleep on either side, their hair disheveled, tears not yet dry, their powdered cheeks still lingering, and a feeling of ease arose in his heart.

On the wedding night, one dragon enjoying two phoenixes—this is how a true man ought to be! The only regret was that when it came to He Yuanjun, the remaining five women could no longer restrain their amorous feelings and fled in disarray.

He lightly leaned over, kissed the pure foreheads of Miss Huang and He Yuanjun, then Niu Dingtian rose stealthily, picked up the clothes from the floor, dressed, and opened the door.

"Your Highness……"

The two dignified beauties standing guard at the door hastily bowed, but having stood too long, they stumbled and fell into Niu Dingtian's arms.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

In the moment they were stunned, they felt a sharp sting on their buttocks, having been struck hard.

The two suddenly broke free from the embrace, hesitated, then knelt with heads bowed, saying: "Your Highness, please forgive us!"

"Your Highness, please forgive us!"

Niu Dingtian's expression remained normal as he asked: "What are your names? What imperial decrees granted you your titles? Have you ever received imperial favor?"

Upon hearing this, their faces flushed slightly; the fuller-bosomed beauty whispered: "I am surnamed Li, named Wan, granted the title of Consort Shuyi, and have received the emperor's favor."

The other, with head lowered, hesitated, her ears reddening to her neck, and said softly: "I am surnamed Liu, named Yunyao, granted the title of Consort Xian, and have received the emperor's favor."

"Consort Xian……" Niu Dingtian murmured, pondering, his clear eyes flickering slightly, and said:

"Since you are imperial consorts of the harem, staying here is improper; wait, and in two months I will send you back to Lin'an to explain things properly to the emperor."

"Your Highness!"

"Your Highness!"

Li Wan and Liu Yunyao were startled, and the two lifted their heads with terrified expressions; returning in this manner, there was no reason for them to survive.

Niu Dingtian reached out and gently stroked the two's pristine, smooth cheeks, saying lightly, "Rest assured, you go back representing me; Zhao Kuo wouldn't dare lay a hand on you."

"It's getting late, go back and get some proper rest. From now on you'll serve in my study; you needn't do any more menial work."

Having said that, without waiting for them to react, he lifted his foot and headed toward a few distant houses that were lit with lamps.

He showed no trace of the weariness that follows a prolonged fight; his strength was still sufficient, and he could not have the remaining few ladies guard an empty room.

"If Huai Xi and Sister Han Xiao Ying handle the paperwork and do a little coaxing, we can make up a bed. We still need to exert some effort on sister‑in‑law, then bring Senior Sister over," Niu Dingtian calculated in his mind, "Miao Zhen's skills are weak; subdue her first, then find Fen Tian, and the final bed will save some time."

Thinking of this, Niu Dingtian's mind conjured a glamorous, slightly mature face—his sister‑in‑law Chen Jin'er'er.

Since there was no random choice, he admitted that he still favored this one a bit more.

Having depended on each other for over a decade, sister‑in‑law, after tonight, should get a new title.

Lost in thought, Niu Dingtian had already pushed open a room door at the far east.

At this moment, the red lamps in the room blazed, the candlelight glowed crimson, two red candles engraved with dragon‑phoenix gold lacquer burned silently, their wax drippings piled up, already having consumed about half.

Perhaps because Niu Dingtian entered, Chen Jin'er'er, seated on the bed, exhaled in relief, and under her skirt her pressed‑together legs involuntarily drew inward.

No bride wishes, on her wedding night, for her husband to personally lift the veil; yet when that moment truly arrives, a few nerves are inevitable.

Niu Dingtian glanced at the untouched snacks on the bedside table, frowned, and said, "Sister‑in‑law, why aren't you eating anything either?"

He feared the ladies would be kept waiting; after the others fled in panic, he had specifically ordered the people outside to prepare snacks and tea that could be eaten beneath the red veil. Otherwise, having gone a whole day without food, the long night would be endless…

Speaking thus, Niu Dingtian lifted the ceremonial scale on the table, gently lifted the red veil covering Chen Jin'er'er's head, and beheld a dignified, elegant, radiant face, illuminated by the crimson candlelight.

"Wife…"

Suddenly seeing this jade‑like face he had gazed at for over a decade so adorned, Niu Dingtian was startled and gently altered his words.

Chen Jin'er'er lowered her beautiful eyes slightly, hiding a hint of shyness, her vermilion lips parting gently as she softly said, "Husband…"

Niu Dingtian smiled, set the ceremonial scale down, took Chen Jin'er'er's delicate hand, and warmly said, "Sorry to keep you waiting, you've been hungry for most of the day; have some snacks first, then I'll share the wedding wine with you."

Chen Jin'er'er felt a warmth in her heart; her nervousness eased a bit, and she grasped Niu Dingtian's hand, softly saying, "I'm not hungry; let's drink the wedding wine first."

"Husband, go to another room for a while; remember to finish all the wedding wine tonight, don't leave any, and don't be overly reckless."

By the end, recalling Niu Dingtian's earlier unrestrained reckless acts, Chen Jin'er'er's cheeks flushed slightly.

Her beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she reminded, "There are many days ahead; husband, you must take better care of your body. Huai Xi's sister said that if the body's foundation is damaged, recovery will be difficult later."

Niu Dingtian heard this, lifted his eyebrows slightly, pinched the delicate fingers in his hand, picked up a wine cup from the table and handed it to Chen Jin'er'er, took another cup for himself, and said, "Wife, you don't trust my strength? Do you believe Huai Xi will change her mind tomorrow?"

Chen Jin'er'er's expression stiffened as she realized, holding the wine cup, her face reddened, she said nothing in rebuttal.

Niu Dingtian smiled lightly, raised his cup and said, "Sister‑in‑law, I'll call you 'wife' one last time. It is said that ten years of cultivation brings people to share a boat, a hundred years to share a pillow. I met you in childhood, we depended on each other, and today we can become husband and wife; this is a blessing I, Niu Dingtian, cultivated in a past life. Let's drink this cup to the fullest."

Chen Jin'er'er felt a sourness at the bridge of her nose, her eyes slightly reddened, she dabbed the corner of her eye and whispered, "To have met you, husband, is also a blessing I cultivated in a past life."

After the two finished the wedding wine and set down their cups, the quiet side chamber gradually began to warm.

Niu Dingtian gently lifted the golden‑winged phoenix crown from Chen Jin'er'er's head and lifted the lady's pristine, smooth chin.

Chen Jin'er'er's curved eyelashes trembled lightly, her snow‑white face flushed like sunrise, and her beautiful eyes gradually lowered.

Niu Dingtian lowered his head and slowly kissed those cherry lips, parting the lips, exposing the teeth, greedily savoring the sweetness.

As the lady's garments slipped down slowly, he felt the touch smooth and slippery, a warm, soft mass; amid her soft moans, he could no longer resist pressing her onto the couch.

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Half an hour later, the sudden rain ceased, and sandalwood mingled with a seductive, languid fragrance filled the room.

Niu Dingtian embraced Chen Jin'er'er's voluptuous, graceful form, his gaze fixed on her skin, white with a hint of red, glistening with fragrant sweat; a vague sense of exhilaration rose in his heart.

By calculation, Chen Jin'er'er was exactly nine years older than him; like Han Xiao Ying and Bao Xiruo, she had just turned thirty, possessing the voluptuous charm of a married woman yet retaining the supple tightness of a maiden.

After several experiences, he found that there seemed to be another distinct flavor.

Perhaps feeling the large hand inside the brocade quilt still stirring, Chen Jin'er'er opened her soft, luminous eyes, struggled to lift a white, supple arm, and the quilt slipped down from her shoulder, revealing a delicate, jade‑like, strikingly white collarbone.

"Husband, go elsewhere quickly; don't keep them waiting," Chen Jin'er'er said in a soft, languid voice, showing fatigue, withdrew Niu Dingtian's meddling hand and pushed him outward.

Niu Dingtian, however, seized the warm, soft form again, pinched it, raised an eyebrow and said, "Wife, are you still worried about my health?"

Chen Jin'er'er gave a coquettish glare, and in a soft voice said, "I was wrong; husband, do as wildly as you wish, I can't control you."

Niu Dingtian laughed, "Senior Sister's room is too cold, the bed doesn't retain warmth; you're closest to her. I'll bring Senior Sister over in a moment, and we can squeeze together, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Chen Jin'er'er's beautiful eyes narrowed, clearly displeased.

Even with a close relationship, it never reached this level of open‑heartedness, appreciating each other's flaws.

But her limp, painful body left her too weak to argue, and she softly said, "Husband, go quickly; I'm going to sleep."

Niu Dingtian leaned down and planted a kiss on the lady's flushed cheek, toyed with the object in his hand, and said discontentedly, "No, the others have served longer than you; you still must fulfill your duties as a wife!"

Chen Jin'er'er lowered her head, reached into the brocade quilt and pinched, her tone weary, humming, "Husband just wants to force me to comply; even if I agree, Sister Bao won't; give up that thought."

"Husband just doesn't want the wife to wake up alone," Niu Dingtian leaned close to Chen Jin'er'er's earlobe and coaxed, "As long as you agree, over there will certainly agree as well."

"If you refuse, then fight me again; as long as I can make you sleep until noon, I will leave on my own." (End of chapter)