71: Ji Ziyue: Congratulations to my cousin on becoming a wife!

Looking at the sensible Ji Biyue, Ye Wen reached out and gently stroked her head. His palm was warm and powerful, and his fingertips brushed through her hair with a silent sense of comfort and approval.

Feeling Ye Wen's touch, Ji Biyue, with her head lowered, worked even harder. Her movements were gentle and focused, as if expressing her determination and loyalty through her actions. Ye Wen watched her quietly, a hint of satisfaction and relief showing in his eyes.

Before long, fine beads of sweat broke out on Ji Biyue's cheeks, and her breathing became rapid. She looked up, her flushed face appearing particularly moving in the dim light. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but was unable to speak due to exhaustion.

"I have seen your determination." Ye Wen smiled slightly, his voice deep and gentle. "In that case, I will give you a chance. Tomorrow morning, if you can still walk out of here on your own feet, I will allow you to stay on Goddess Peak. After all, Goddess Peak does not support idle people; those without ability cannot stay."

After saying that, Ye Wen gently patted her shoulder, then stood up and turned to walk toward the second floor. His back was tall and composed, like an unshakable mountain.

Hearing Ye Wen's words, a flash of excitement crossed Ji Biyue's eyes. She quickly stood up, straightened her sheer long dress, and hurried to follow him. Her steps were light and hurried, as if she were afraid of missing this rare opportunity.

Soon, the two of them entered a room. Inside, moonlight spilled through the window onto the floor, casting a silver glow over everything. On the branches outside, two Nocturnal Butterflies slowly landed, their wings shimmering with a faint light in the moonlight, as if adding a touch of liveliness to this quiet night... The morning sun shone through the sheer curtains into the room, its soft light casting a faint golden hue over everything. Ji Biyue gently rose from Ye Wen's embrace, her movements soft as if afraid of waking him while he still slept. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall, with the lingering warmth of last night's intimacy still in the strands, slightly messy yet possessing a lazy beauty.

She stepped barefoot onto the soft carpet, draped in an exquisite lace nightgown whose cicada-wing-thin material outlined her graceful figure. The neckline of the nightgown was slightly open, revealing her jade-white neck and collarbone, with several faint red marks still visible on her skin, as if silently recounting the tenderness of last night.

Ji Biyue walked to the dressing table and slowly sat down. In the mirror, there was a hint of mature charm in her features, with less of a young girl's innocence. Her eyes remained as clear as water but had gained a certain depth, as if hiding endless stories. Her cheeks were tinged with a faint blush, like a layer of rouge applied by the morning light, and her lip color was more vibrant than usual, with the slight upturn of her lips carrying satisfaction and happiness.

Her fingers gently combed through her long hair with elegant and composed movements. Each stroke seemed to be sorting through last night's memories; the transformation from a young girl to a young woman caused her entire being to radiate a unique charm. It was a beauty that lay between purity and seductiveness, possessing both the innocence of a girl and the gentleness and poise of a woman.

Her reflection in the mirror smiled slightly, a hint of shyness and sweetness flashing in her eyes. She knew that from this moment on, her life was tightly bound to Ye Wen's, and her beauty would bloom even more brilliantly for him.

The morning silence was broken by Ye Wen's slight turn. He slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze naturally fell upon Ji Biyue at the dressing table. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains onto her, making the lace nightgown appear exceptionally soft and beautiful. Her figure seemed to be gilded with a faint halo, breathtakingly beautiful.

Ye Wen's gaze was tender and concerned, his voice still raspy from just waking up. "How is your body? Any discomfort?"

Hearing his voice, Ji Biyue turned around, a faint blush appearing on her face. Her eyes were gentle yet firm as she responded softly, "I am fine, Saint, there is no need to worry." Her voice was like a morning breeze, soft and warm, carrying a hint of shyness but remaining composed.

She set down her comb, slowly stood up, and walked to the bedside with light steps. Her movements were elegant and natural, like a flower in full bloom, carrying the gentleness and thoughtfulness of a new wife. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she reached out to gently stroke Ye Wen's cheek, the temperature of her fingertips bringing him satisfaction.

"It is time to get up, Saint." Her voice was soft, with a hint of playfulness yet full of concern. Her gaze was filled with tenderness, as if the entire world consisted only of him.

Ye Wen took her hand and gave it a gentle pull, drawing her into his embrace. Ji Biyue leaned against his chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, a happy blush rising to her face. Her hair lightly brushed against his chin, carrying a faint fragrance that made him unable to resist leaning down to plant a soft kiss on her forehead.

"It seems you have passed the test," Ye Wen said in a low voice, his tone full of satisfaction. "In that case, I allow you to stay on Goddess Peak. The days ahead might be a bit difficult, but you will surely be up to the task."

Ji Biyue looked up, her gaze meeting his, her eyes full of sweetness and reliance. She rose gently and reached out to straighten his collar, her movements meticulous and tender.

Just then, the silence of the room was suddenly broken by a burst of brisk footsteps. The door was gently pushed open, and Ji Ziyue walked in with light steps, her seven-month-old pregnant belly showing. She was wearing a sheer white dress, the hem swaying gently with her steps like a lotus in bloom. Her belly was prominently rounded, yet it did not hinder her agility at all; instead, it added a touch of maternal softness and radiance to her.

Her gaze swept around the room before finally landing on Ye Wen and Ji Biyue by the bed. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a quirky smile, her eyes sparkling with mischievous light.

"Oh my, it seems I've come at the wrong time!" Ji Ziyue exaggeratedly covered her eyes, her tone teasing. "Older Female Cousin, you're newly married; why are you so lovey-dovey so early in the morning?"

Hearing her voice, a blush immediately rose to Ji Biyue's face. She quickly stood up from Ye Wen's side, straightened her nightgown, and said with feigned composure, "Purple Moon, why have you come so early? Aren't you afraid of tiring yourself out?"

Ji Ziyue walked over to her side with a giggle, reached out to poke her cheek lightly, and teased, "I was just worried about you, Older Female Cousin! Last night was your wedding night; as your younger sister, I naturally had to come and see if you were being 'bullied' by Brother Wen!"

Her tone was clearly playful, and she didn't forget to glance over at Ye Wen, her eyes full of cunning. Ye Wen felt a bit embarrassed by her gaze and gave a fake cough, saying with feigned seriousness, "Purple Moon, you girl, why are you still so mischievous?"

Hearing this, Ji Ziyue pouted her lips in feigned grievance, patted her belly, and said, "Oh, you can't be mean to me; I have a 'Protective Talisman'!" As she spoke, she intentionally stuck out her belly, her face full of pride.