“...”
At this moment, Mo Qingshang truly wore a peculiar expression. He kept casting curious glances towards Prince Nan Ming. He had heard earlier that Prince Nan Ming said Wu Simai was his princess.
Now, seeing Ye Xuan and Wu Simai growing closer day by day, their feelings blossoming, he couldn’t believe that Prince Nan Ming wasn’t even a bit angry. It was beyond unusual.
Was the title “princess” in Nanzhao just a term and not actually referring to the prince’s consort? That seemed possible. Thinking this, Mo Qingshang temporarily put his confusion aside and focused back on the scene.
Ye Xuan and Wu Simai had been traveling together, eliminating harmful demons and spirits in the southern borderlands.
As they got to know each other better, Ye Xuan found Wu Simai to be a kind and gentle woman, while Wu Simai was drawn to the unique qualities of Ye Xuan, so different from the men of the southern border.
One day... their mutual affection inevitably sparked into love.
While to those outside, it seemed like only a moment had passed, the transition from night to day in the scene made it clear that the two had shared an intense night.
At this moment, countless cultivators turned their eyes to Prince Nan Ming, only to find him still completely unperturbed. This confirmed to everyone that the prince and princess were not husband and wife.
No husband would remain calm seeing his wife spend the night with another man, no matter how high-minded he was.
As dawn broke, Ye Xuan and Wu Simai, both fully dressed, sat quietly under a tree, their faces filled with contentment. Ye Xuan lay on Wu Simai’s lap, his head resting comfortably. Such a scene naturally made the outside spectators envious.
“Why does Ye Xuan always meet such beautiful women in every life?”
“A place this comforting would make any man envious.”
“Is this even a punishment?”
“It’s simply too enviable–!!!”
Watching Ye Xuan in such bliss, the audience couldn’t help but feel sour. Especially those cultivators who had been single for centuries.
Although most female cultivators were beautiful, they preferred powerful partners, making it much harder for ordinary male cultivators to win their affection. As a result, many cultivators ended up staying single, unless they chose to marry ordinary people.
But who among cultivators wanted to endure the heartache of losing a mortal spouse? They preferred to wait, hoping to find a suitable partner someday.
In this context, a male cultivator having an intimate encounter with a beautiful woman like Ye Xuan seemed extraordinarily enviable. Many hoped Ye Xuan’s bliss would soon be disrupted.
This was supposed to be his punishment, not enjoyment. His current happiness made them forget how miserable he had been before. Human nature is such: they can’t stand to see others suffer, but they also can’t stand to see others too content.
As Ye Xuan lay on Wu Simai’s lap, looking at the gentle and straightforward southern border girl—now his woman—he said softly, “Wu Simai, don’t worry, I will marry you.”
“Huh?” Hearing Ye Xuan’s words, Wu Simai was momentarily stunned before she laughed, “No need, I already have a husband.”
“??!!” Ye Xuan was utterly shocked.
“Whoa–!!!”
The entire cultivation world was stunned. What was going on? Wu Simai had a husband? Yet she still slept with Ye Xuan?
It was known that southern border women were straightforward, but this was too much. Was her husband, perhaps, Prince Nan Ming?
Before anyone could speculate further, the scene continued...
“You... you have a husband? You... must be joking–!!!” Ye Xuan was in disbelief. He sat up abruptly, staring at Wu Simai, “But... you were a virgin...”
Wu Simai’s face reddened slightly as she explained, “My husband is still a child. Naturally, I was a virgin. He is our Nanzhao’s prince, Prince Nan Ming.”
“Whoa–!!!”
Once again, the entire cultivation world was shocked. All eyes turned towards Prince Nan Ming, realizing that the princess was indeed his consort, and Ye Xuan had taken her virginity.
This alone was enough to make Prince Nan Ming and Ye Xuan mortal enemies. Strangely, the cultivators felt a perverse excitement, understanding why Cao Thief was so despised in history.
They felt both pity and a strange thrill at Prince Nan Ming’s predicament. However, when they looked at Prince Nan Ming’s expression, they found him calm and collected, showing no signs of anger.
The cultivators were stunned again. What was going on? How could Prince Nan Ming remain so composed? Was he practicing Buddhist scripture instead of the Yan Shen technique? How could he endure this?
At this moment, the attention on Prince Nan Ming even surpassed that on Ye Xuan.
Hearing that Wu Simai already had a husband, and that it was Prince Nan Ming who was still a child, Ye Xuan felt his mind buzzing.
“You... you have a husband, then why did you...”
“Because I like you.” Wu Simai said, “Isn’t it natural to do such things with someone you like?”
She looked completely matter-of-fact, as if she didn’t understand Ye Xuan’s shock...
“Hiss–!!!”
Those outside the scene were also stunned by Wu Simai’s words.
This... Although they had heard that southern border women were open-minded, this seemed a bit too much. Even Ye Xuan was dumbfounded.

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