Prince Jing'an's Residence.
In the bridal chamber, Pei Nanwei sat quietly on the edge of the bed, dressed in an elegant, crimson wedding gown. She exuded serenity and grace, her beauty both refined and delicate.
Yet, beneath the red veil, her lovely eyes brimmed with melancholy. In these turbulent times, without the protection of her family or clan, she—an unprotected woman—was left to drift along with the current, becoming a possession for others to claim.
Suddenly, she sensed someone standing before her. Her heart tensed, and a sense of unease rose. Thinking of the old Prince Jing'an, her desolation deepened.
But what could she do, even if she resisted?
A soft hum echoed.
The dim light in front of her brightened abruptly. Blinking in confusion, Pei Nanwei's gaze fell upon the figure before her, and she froze.
So handsome!
For a moment, Pei Nanwei was spellbound. Though she was a noblewoman of high birth and had little contact with men, that didn't mean she was completely ignorant.
She had seen plenty of young masters from prominent families from a distance.
But none could compare to the man before her.
"Who are you?"
Snapping out of her daze, Pei Nanwei stared at Zhou Yi with both nervousness and vigilance.
This was definitely not Prince Jing'an.
"Could it be... the prince's heir?"
The thought crossed her mind.
Within the Prince's residence, someone so young who could enter her chamber must be none other than the prince's son.
Even though she was now considered one of Prince Jing'an's concubines, she was all too aware of the depravity in noble circles.
It wasn't entirely impossible for the prince's heir to make advances toward her.
"An absolute beauty indeed!"
Zhou Yi casually sat beside her, extending his arm to pull Pei Nanwei's delicate figure into his embrace. Inhaling the faint fragrance of her hair, he praised her with a chuckle.
"What are you doing?!"
Startled, Pei Nanwei struggled against him, but as a frail woman with no martial skills, how could she possibly break free?
"Let me go! Or I'll scream!"
Her tone was sharp and threatening, though she kept her voice low. She didn't want to draw attention.
After all, her situation was precarious.
The prince's main wife despised her, calling her a vixen. If anyone saw her struggling with a man in her room, even if it wasn't her fault, she would bear the consequences.
The prince's wife would surely accuse her of seduction.
"Go ahead, scream!"
Zhou Yi leaned in, planting a firm kiss on her cheek. Smelling the faint, pure fragrance unique to her, he teased, "I actually enjoy it when you…"
"Scream."
"You—!"
Pei Nanwei trembled with both anger and shame. She couldn't believe how audacious this man was. Though he looked dignified, he was nothing but a scoundrel, bullying her so boldly.
"You all only know how to bully me…"
Thinking of her shattered family and her current predicament, with Zhou Yi now taking advantage of her, Pei Nanwei's sorrow overwhelmed her. Tears streamed down her face.
"Uh…"
Zhou Yi was taken aback. He hadn't even done much, and yet she was already crying.
"Alright, alright. Today is supposed to be a joyous day. Save your tears for later!"
Holding her soft and trembling figure, Zhou Yi gently wiped the tears from her eyes. He said, "My name is Zhou Yi. Remember it well. From now on, you're my woman!"
"Don't worry. I'll take good care of you."
"Zhou Yi…"
Pei Nanwei repeated the name silently, finding no familiarity with it. Naturally, she didn't believe his words.
But Zhou Yi didn't explain further. He simply lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Pei Nanwei's eyes widened. She tried to push him away, but her resistance was futile.
In the end, under Zhou Yi's firm dominance, she could only surrender to her fate.
Some time later, a maid's voice rang out from outside the room.
"Greetings, my lord!"
Prince Jing'an, slightly tipsy and flushed with excitement, approached the chamber with anticipation.
"My beauty, I've kept you waiting long enough! Your lord is here!"
The prince rubbed his hands eagerly as he approached the inner chamber. But just as he reached the door, peculiar sounds from inside froze him in his tracks.
In an instant, his drunken haze evaporated, replaced by a thunderous realization.
The prince was no stranger to such sounds.
"Wretched woman!"
He moved to storm inside, only to find himself paralyzed, unable to move a muscle.
"Guards! Guards!"
The prince roared, but the attendants outside seemed oblivious. Not a single soul responded.
Instead, the noises from within grew louder after a brief pause, mocking his helplessness.
"Damn it!"
"Bastard!"
"Traitorous wench!"
The prince seethed with rage, his blood boiling as he stood powerless, his dignity shattered.
At daybreak, Zhou Yi finally emerged from the chamber, carrying the unconscious Pei Nanwei in his arms.
The prince, still restrained, locked eyes with Zhou Yi. His bloodshot gaze burned with fury as he desperately tried to discern Zhou Yi's identity.
"Who are you?"
"Cao. My given name is A'man," Zhou Yi replied with a smirk.
"Your woman is quite delightful," he added.
"Exquisite!"
"But she belongs to me now."
With those words, Zhou Yi vanished from the residence, leaving the prince to seethe in his humiliation.
The news of Pei Nanwei being taken away on her wedding night spread rapidly, turning Prince Jing'an into a laughingstock.
But Zhou Yi, unconcerned with the prince's misery, had already returned to his world, taking Pei Nanwei with him.
Gently placing Pei Nanwei onto the bed, Zhou Yi turned his attention to the rewards associated with her.
[Reward 1: Daliang Dragonfinch Sword.]
[Reward 2: Iron Kidney of Steel.]
"What the hell is this?" Zhou Yi was utterly dumbfounded.
These rewards felt bizarrely off-track.
Could it be because Pei Nanwei was a "bedmate"? Was that why the system decided to grant him abilities tied to such a role?
But did he even need something like this?
Absolutely not.
Then again, an extra layer of enhancement couldn't hurt.
With a shrug, Zhou Yi claimed the rewards.
Once again, he grew stronger.
When Pei Nanwei woke up and found herself in an entirely different world, she was struck dumb with shock.
However, being someone who had always lived a solitary existence, she was like a rootless duckweed adrift in the wind.
Where she was hardly mattered.
She quickly came to terms with reality.
What's more, Zhou Yi was far more handsome and powerful than the Jing'an Prince.
He treated her exceptionally well, satisfying her both emotionally and physically.
Life with him wasn't bad.
At least, it was far better than being a concubine to the Jing'an Prince.
Zhou Yi spent his days in endless bliss, alternating his time between Pei Nanwei, Queen Medusa, Yue Mei, Yun Yun, Xiao Yu, and Yao Ye.
Life couldn't be more delightful.
Ya Fei's belly had grown rounder, and soon after, good news followed—Yao Ye and Yun Yun were also expecting!
Zhou Yi was overjoyed. Hugging Yun Yun tightly, he planted a passionate kiss on her lips.
Yun Yun's delicate jade-like hands gently caressed her small, growing belly. Her face radiated a maternal glow, making her appear even more elegant and stunning.
The sight left Zhou Yi swallowing hard, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration.
Before long, his mischievous hands began wandering.
"What are you doing?" Yun Yun glared at him.
"Hehe, I just wanted to... check on the child!"
"You better get lost... Mmph—"
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