In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

Hearing this, Fu Sixuan and Fu Sirui happily let go of Liu Yizi's arms.

I took her hand, sat her down on the chair next to me, and said some sweet words.

Only then did Li Zimo reluctantly let go of Liu Yizi's soft hand.

But at the moment of separation, his fingertips faintly brushed across her palm.

Liu Yizi's body trembled, and an almost inaudible hum escaped from her red lips.

This...this daring little scoundrel!

Fu Sirui tilted her head and blinked her big watery eyes:

"Mother, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Liu Yizi hurriedly turned her face away, and rubbed the palm of her hand that had just been touched by Li Zimo with her slender jade fingers inconspicuously:

"Nothing... nothing, maybe my waist is a little sore from standing for too long."

"Then mother, please sit down and rest quickly."

Fu Sirui hurriedly helped her mother towards the couch, her pretty face full of concern.

When Fu Heng saw his wife accept the generous gift, he immediately smiled and rubbed his hands and said:

"Madam, please take a good rest. I will prepare a delicious meal right away. Today, I will drink three hundred cups with you, my dear son-in-law!"

Liu Yizi lowered her head, her long black hair covering the tips of her red ears, and whispered softly, "Well, you...you should go quickly."

Only after Fu Heng left humming a little tune and putting his hands behind his back did Liu Yizi breathe a sigh of relief.

Her fingertips unconsciously rubbed the place that had just been touched, and her heart was beating like a deer.

How dare this audacious son-in-law... How dare he tease her like this...

At this time, in the courtyard, Fu Heng was ordering his servants with great enthusiasm:

"Go order a table of the highest quality meals from Tianxianglou, especially the most expensive dishes, 'Snow Phoenix Stewed with Spiritual Ginseng' and 'Nine-Turn Dragon Liver'! I'm so happy today, I must treat my son-in-law well! Forget it, I'll go myself!"

His rosy face made him look as if he was ten years younger.

......

In the hall, Liu Yizi's blushing face gradually returned to normal.

Started to have a normal conversation with Fu Sixuan and Fu Sirui.

Li Zimo looked at the three cute faces and suddenly had a bad idea.

Then he stood up and said, "Xuan'er, come with me to the inner hall. Your husband and I have something to say to you."

After saying that, he walked towards the inner hall without waiting for Fu Sixuan to answer.

Fu Sixuan was very shy and said with a blushing face: "Mother, my husband wants to talk to me about something, so I will go over first."

Liu Yizi: "Well, go quickly."

Fu Sirui frowned and thought to herself: My husband is so partial, he calls me sister and not me.

Before he could think about it, Liu Yizi held his hand and began to explain things in a gentle voice.

So he had no choice but to let Fu Sixuan go first.

......

In the inner hall, the aroma of agarwood lingered.

Li Zimo leaned on the rosewood chair, tapping the armrest with his fingertips, looking towards the beaded curtain with a smile.

After a while, the sound of tinkling bells came from afar, and Fu Sixuan lifted the bead curtain and walked in slowly.

Today she was wearing a moon-white chiffon dress with a silver tasseled ribbon tied around her waist. As she moved with her lotus steps, the hem of her skirt swayed like water waves.

A jade hairpin swayed slightly in her hair, making her delicate little face look even more elegant and refined.

"My husband called me here, why?"

She stopped three feet in front of Li Zimo, twisting the ribbon around her waist with her slender fingers. She had some guesses in her mind, and there was a hint of shyness in her eyes.

Li Zimo raised the corners of his lips slightly, and suddenly reached out to hold her soft hand, and with a little force he brought her into his arms.

Fu Sixuan was caught off guard, let out a cry, and fell onto his lap.

The hem of the chiffon skirt spread out like petals, revealing half of her jade-white calves.

“You…what are you doing…”

She was so embarrassed that her ears turned red, and she punched his chest with her pink fist.

"Mother and sister are outside..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a heat in his earlobe.

Li Zimo took the delicate earlobe in his mouth and sucked it gently. Fu Sixuan's body softened immediately and she snuggled into his arms like melted spring water.

"It's okay." Li Zimo chuckled and drew a mysterious rune on her waist with his fingertips.

A pale golden light curtain instantly unfolded, covering the inner hall.

He raised his hand and touched the beautiful woman's cheek, stroking the bright red with his thumb:

"Now... no one can hear..."

After saying that, he leaned over and kissed those two cherry lips.

Fu Sixuan gently resisted at first, but soon surrendered to his gentle attack, and her slender arms unconsciously wrapped around his neck.

At first, he just tasted it lightly, and then gradually went deeper, causing the beauty in his arms to gasp slightly.

"Husband..." Fu Sixuan's eyes were blurred, her lips were slightly swollen, and her black hair was a little disheveled.

Li Zimo chuckled softly, and with a wave of his hand, the gauze curtains dropped slightly, and the candlelight cast a swaying red light on the gauze curtains.

He lightly untied the ribbon around her waist with his fingertips, and the moon-white gauze dress slid down like flowing water, revealing her jade-like shoulders.

"Don't... don't look..." Fu Sixuan was so embarrassed that she wanted to cover herself, but her wrist was caught.

In the candlelight, her skin glowed like pearls, and her chest rose and fell like ripples on a spring day.

Li Zimo lovingly kissed her brow and nose, and finally stopped at her slightly parted red lips.

Fu Sixuan grabbed the mattress with a trembling hand, and her slender fingers squeezed the brocade into wrinkles.

"Husband...husband..." Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's, with a hint of begging for mercy.

Li Zimo lovingly smoothed the sweaty hair on her forehead and kissed her between the eyebrows.

The gauze curtain swayed slightly, reflecting the overlapping figures of the two people. Only the jade hairpin made a faint sound beside the pillow.

......

The hall was filled with the scent of sandalwood.

Fu Sirui fiddled with the teacup boredly. She rolled her eyes and approached Liu Yizi, saying in a soft voice:

"Mother, I'm going to go see what important things my sisters are discussing. Why haven't they come out for so long?"

Liu Yizi was embroidering a handkerchief with her head down. She responded without even looking up:

"Go, and don't disturb them."

"I know~" Fu Sirui stood up lightly and left with her skirt fluttering.

As she turned around the screen, she smiled slyly, thinking: That wicked husband must be bullying me again, and this time I'll catch him red-handed...

Humph, my damn husband, he actually ate in front of me.

She moved lightly into the inner hall.

But he didn't come out for a long time.

......

Liu Yizi sat alone in the hall, the silver needle moving across the bandage.

Suddenly, the needle tip paused - it seemed as if a whimper was heard coming from the inner hall?

She frowned and listened carefully, but the faint sound disappeared.

The water in the teacup rippled slightly, reflecting her puzzled reflection.

“These kids…”

She put down the embroidery frame, lifted her skirt lightly and walked into the inner room.

When the carved door was within reach, it suddenly became eerily quiet inside.

Liu Yizi held her hands in the air, not knowing whether she should knock on the door.

At this time, in the inner hall, candlelight flickered and a faint fragrance floated in the air.

The golden light at Li Zimo's fingertips flickered, and the soundproofing array became stronger and weaker like breathing.

Fu Sixuan was curled up in the quilt, with only half of her snow-white shoulders exposed, and her hair was scattered messily on the pillow.

Fu Sirui leaned over to her ear, humming softly while teasing intermittently:

"Sister~"

She twisted a strand of Fu Sixuan's black hair with her slender fingers.

"I heard your voice clearly..."

The fingertips deliberately brushed across the other's red earlobe,

"Why are you embarrassed now?"

"Well...don't..."

Fu Sixuan trembled slightly and shrank back into the quilt, but she could not escape her sister's teasing.

......

Outside the door, Liu Yizi's fingertips just touched the carved door, then hesitantly withdrew.

She bit her lower lip lightly, but finally couldn't resist the worry in her heart, and pushed the door open a crack -

The candlelight streamed out, illuminating her beautiful eyes that suddenly opened wide.

She suddenly covered her red lips with her bare hands, and even her breathing stopped.

The scene before her made her legs go weak, and she held on to the door frame to avoid falling to the ground.

In the hazy vision, the brocade curtain swayed gently and the silk clothes fell to the ground.

The intermittent whimpering sounds penetrated her ears like threads, making her feel hot all over.

The jade hairpin swayed gently beside the bed, making tiny sounds, each of which seemed to strike at the tip of her heart.