Arriving in front of the bridal chamber, the door and window lattices were decorated with the character for happiness, and dim candlelight seeped through the window paper.
"Hoo—"
Chen Mo took a deep breath, suppressing his surging emotions.
Activating Primordial Qi, he dispelled the alcohol scent on his body, then pushed open the door and stepped inside.
On the table inside the room were placed a pair of candles, their flames flickering like beans, with a large bed in the center, draped with red silk curtains embroidered with phoenixes singing in unity and mandarin ducks playing in the water. Pearl tassels adorned the edges, swaying gently with the night breeze.
Through the sheer silk curtains, a faint silhouette could be seen sitting quietly on the bed.
Chen Mo's throat was somewhat dry. He approached, lifted the curtain, and, with a slightly trembling voice, said: "There were quite a few guests; I'm sorry to keep you waiting."
