251: Chapter 251 The Princess's Bedchamber

The heavy palace doors slowly closed, completely isolating the outside world's clamor, leaving behind only a room filled with enchanting spring light.

The Princess's Bedchamber was utterly luxurious. Night-luminescent pearls the size of a baby's fist were embedded in the dome, casting a soft glow.

Red candles burned quietly all around, illuminating the hanging sheer curtains like a dream.

A faint calming incense permeated the air, but instead of bringing peace, it added a touch of heat to the current atmosphere.

Princess Wu Weiyang stood in the center of the hall, clutching her skirt tightly with both hands, her breathing becoming cautious.

The Great Xia Dynasty Princess, usually so mischievous and incredibly arrogant, now resembled a small white rabbit who had wandered into a wolf's den, so nervous she didn't know where to look.

Xu Chen looked at her stiff demeanor, a hint of doting amusement flashing in his eyes. He didn't press her immediately; instead, he casually removed his spotless white outer robe and draped it over a jade screen nearby.

"Go bathe first. You've been busy all day; a good hot bath will help you relax."

Hearing this, Princess Wu Weiyang felt as if she had been granted a great pardon, her fair cheeks flushed crimson, almost dripping blood. She nodded haphazardly, not even daring to raise her head, and fled like a gust of wind into the bathing pool deep within the Bedchamber.

Listening to the splashing water sounds from behind the screen, Xu Chen walked to the large bed and sat down, pouring himself a cup of clear tea and slowly savoring it.

One must have patience with such a stunning maiden. A natural blossoming is the most captivating.

Approximately half an hour passed.

Faint footsteps came from behind the screen.

Xu Chen put down his teacup, looked up, and felt his breath catch slightly.

Princess Wu Weiyang, having just bathed, was like a delicate Begonia flower adorned with dew.

She had shed her elaborate palace attire, wearing only an extremely sheer red ice-silk cloud-gauze dress.

The translucent texture of the cloud-gauze could not conceal her proud, graceful curves. Her fair skin, set against the red gauze, radiated an alluring pink glow.

Several strands of damp dark hair clung to her smooth, fair collarbone, and droplets of water slid down the deep cleavage, disappearing into a mysterious area that made one's Bloodline surge.

Princess Wu Weiyang, with bare, crystal-clear small feet, stepped onto the soft Yao Beast skin rug and walked towards Xu Chen.

She lowered her head and called out in a voice as soft as a mosquito's hum.

"I'm done washing."

Xu Chen put down his teacup, reached out, grasped her slender wrist, and pulled her gently.

Princess Wu Weiyang bit her red lips, her eyes filled with confusion and shyness.

Xu Chen's gaze gradually deepened and became domineering, his tone filled with unquestionable resolve.

"Weiyang, look at me."

Princess Wu Weiyang involuntarily met his gaze.

"Tonight, there is no Great Xia Dynasty Princess, and no lofty Great-Grandfather," Xu Chen's voice was low and magnetic, as if possessing a bewitching magic. "My name is Xu Chen, and I am a normal man. And you are Weiyang, the woman Xu Chen has set his sights on. Do you understand?"

These words struck like a heavy hammer, shattering the last shackles of seniority and ethics in Princess Wu Weiyang's heart.

She stared blankly at the incomparably handsome face before her, recalling his overbearing declarations of protection on the city wall earlier today. That admiration and love, originating from the depths of her Soul, completely broke through all restraints.

"I understand."

Princess Wu Weiyang's eyes became clearer and more fervent than ever before. She boldly extended her fair, lotus-like arms, tightly wrapped them around Xu Chen's neck, and pressed her burning, delicate body against him without reservation.

"Xu Chen, take me."

She gave the most direct response with her actions, actively raising her head and offering her soft red lips.

Xu Chen let out a low growl, immediately taking the initiative, forcefully prying open her teeth, and conquering her.

The kiss was ardent and wild, instantly igniting the ambiguous atmosphere in the Bedchamber.

As their skin pressed tightly together, Princess Wu Weiyang's Nine Phoenix Rising Sun Body was finally completely awakened.

The Pure Yang Bloodline that had been dormant for many years roared with joy upon sensing the vast and boundless Grandmist Pure Yang Qi within Xu Chen.

Her body temperature rose sharply, and a faint fiery red totem even appeared on her fair skin. These were nine lifelike Phoenix phantoms, faintly visible on her back, radiating astonishing heat.

This Bloodline-driven craving made her completely lose her reason.

Xu Chen's large hand slid down her smooth back, and the sheer red ice-silk cloud-gauze dress slipped down like water, piling up at her waist.

Red candles flickered, and sheer curtains billowed.

Xu Chen gently pressed the maiden in his arms onto the soft brocade bed.

His aggressive gaze unreservedly swept over that alluring, delicate body, a perfect masterpiece of the Creator. The capital of this Great Xia Princess was simply outrageously abundant.

Princess Wu Weiyang closed her eyes in shame, her long eyelashes trembling violently, her chest rising and falling erratically. She desperately clutched the brocade quilt beneath her, awaiting the coming storm.

Xu Chen lowered his head, a dense shower of kisses raining down on her forehead, eyebrows, collarbone, finally lingering between her proud, snowy Peaks.

In the Bedchamber, clothes were shed completely.

When the last line of defense was completely breached, Princess Wu Weiyang suddenly arched her slender swan-like neck, letting out a painful yet sweet cry.

Tears from the corners of her eyes slid down her cheeks, disappearing into her hairline.

The room was filled with enchanting spring light.

Accompanied by the rhythmic rocking of the bed and the maiden's irrepressible, melodious moans, a passionate conquest and surrender unfolded within this deep palace hall.

After an unknown amount of time, most of the red candles had burned down.

With a high-pitched Phoenix cry echoing in the Void Realm of the hall, Princess Wu Weiyang's Nine Phoenix Rising Sun Body achieved its most complete Awakening.

Her cultivation soared like a rocket in the ecstasy of Yin and Yang convergence.

Dragon Transformation Realm Early Stage.

Dragon Transformation Realm Middle Stage.

Dragon Transformation Realm Peak.

It only slowly halted at the threshold of the first layer of the Immortal Terrace.

And Xu Chen also felt completely refreshed.

A supremely pure Primordial Yin Qi fed back into his body, not only solidifying his Foundation but also deepening his understanding of the Great Dao of Yin and Yang.

The clouds and rain had just ceased.

The large bed was disheveled, with specks of crimson blossoming on the pristine white sheets, like proud plum blossoms blooming in the cold.

Princess Wu Weiyang lay tiredly on Xu Chen's broad chest like a lazy kitten. She was drenched in fragrant sweat, unable to lift even a single finger.

Recalling the wild and scandalous hours that had just passed, her cheeks once again flushed with an alluring blush. She never imagined she would respond with such shameful postures.

Xu Chen's large hand gently caressed her smooth, jade-like back, feeling her steady heartbeat.

"Does it still hurt?" Xu Chen asked softly.

Princess Wu Weiyang shook her head, her eyes filled with an unyielding tenderness and attachment. She pressed her cheek against Xu Chen's chest, her voice conveying ultimate satisfaction.

"It doesn't hurt. Xu Chen, I am yours. This life, next life, forever and ever, I am your woman."

Xu Chen smiled, pulled the brocade quilt over them, and wrapped them tightly.

"Sleep, you're too tired tonight. You'll be busy in the days to come."

For the expansion of his Family, he must make good use of the excellent genes of this Nine Phoenix Rising Sun Body.