167: The Seventh Test

Nangong Yu hadn't expected that a single sentence would cause the scene before him to change.

At this moment, he was inside the Prince of Zhenbeis Residence, where severed limbs and scattered bodies lay everywhere, many of them belonging to people he knew well.

There were guards and maidservants from the Prince of Zhenbeis Residence, and even Qing Ling, Nangong Ruoxue, and others.

And Nangong Jinglin was holding a blood-stained sword, which had pierced Shangguan Yuexi's chest.

Seeing Nangong Yu appear, Nangong Jinglin showed a trace of maniacal laughter on his face. "Nangong Yu, you finally came! Too bad you're too late, ha ha ha!"

Shangguan Yuexi, however, tightly gripped the sword blade, enduring the pain as she cried out, "Yuer, run!"

Nangong Yu narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashing within them. "Even though I know this is an illusion, I am genuinely feeling a bit angry now!"

"Die!"

As Nangong Yu's voice fell, Nangong Jinglin burst open, transforming into a mist of blood that scattered across the sky.

Shangguan Yuexi looked at this scene and asked in astonishment, "Yuer, when did you gain such powerful strength?"

Nangong Yu glanced at her and said flatly, "You are not Mother after all. Disperse!"

As his voice fell, the space before him collapsed inch by inch. A white light flashed before Nangong Yu's eyes, and he instantly vanished from the spot... Bai Wanling slowly opened her eyes, only to find herself dressed in a Phoenix Robe and Crown, performing the wedding ceremony with someone.

Her heart jumped in alarm, and she hastily looked up, only to realize that the person before her was none other than Shangguan Sichen!

"Wanling, what's wrong?" Seeing her panicked expression, Shangguan Sichen asked softly.

His expression was gentle, and a faint smile hung on his face; he seemed very happy.

When Bai Wanling saw this scene, a surge of joy welled up in her heart, and her charming face instantly broke into a delighted smile.

But she quickly realized she had lost her composure and hurriedly lowered her voice, saying, "N-nothing, let's continue!"

Although her words carried a hint of shyness, they held more anticipation and longing.

Hearing Bai Wanling's words, Shangguan Sichen smiled softly and nodded slightly.

His deep and bright eyes were now filled with boundless doting affection, as if he intended to deeply imprint the person before him onto his heart.

Amidst the blessings of the crowd, the two finally completed all the ceremonial procedures, then walked hand-in-hand into the bridal chamber, which was decorated to be festive and cozy.

Inside the room, red candlelight gently flickered, adding a romantic and mysterious atmosphere to the entire space.

Shangguan Sichen walked up to Bai Wanling, cautiously reached out, and gently lifted the vibrant Red Veil covering her head.

When that peerlessly beautiful, captivating face was fully revealed, Shangguan Sichen's gaze immediately became incredibly fervent, filled with intense affection and tender, water-like gentleness.

He said softly, "Wife, it is late, we should rest."

His tone was as gentle as a breeze sweeping over a lake, yet it carried an irresistible charm.

Bai Wanling nodded shyly, her cheeks flushed like the sunset, and she parted her cherry lips to reply, "Husband, I hope you will cherish your Concubine greatly."

Before her voice faded, she bashfully lowered her gaze, afraid to look directly into Shangguan Sichen's burning eyes.

Shangguan Sichen smiled slightly, stepped forward gently, and carefully placed her on the bed.

As the poem goes: Warm is the hibiscus curtain for the spring night, but the spring night is short, and the sun rises high!

The next day.

The two rose, tidied their clothes, and went together to pay respects to Shangguan Sichen's parents.

Along the way, they walked hand-in-hand, looking extraordinarily loving, making onlookers envious.

Before long, they arrived before Shangguan Sichen's parents.

The couple respectfully bowed and greeted them. Shangguan Sichen's parents watched them with beaming smiles and offered sincere blessings.

Time flew by; two years passed in the blink of an eye.

During this time, Bai Wanling and Shangguan Sichen supported each other and were deeply devoted.

Finally, on a bright, sunny day, Bai Wanling successfully gave birth to a pair of adorable children, a son and a daughter.

Looking at the two Little Fellows, who were carved from pink jade, Shangguan Sichen was visibly excited. He gently picked up the children and tenderly kissed their soft cheeks.

After careful consideration, Shangguan Sichen and his wife decided to name their children Shangguan Ling'er and Shangguan Haoran, respectively.

As time passed, the family gradually adapted to the arrival of the new members.

Shangguan Sichen worked diligently in the fields every day, striving to provide enough food for his family; Bai Wanling managed the household, looked after the children, and occasionally wove cloth and tailored clothes.

Just like this, the family of four lived far away from the noise of the mortal world, dwelling in seclusion and leading a happy life of peace, where the husband tilled the fields and the wife wove.

Although their life was simple and ordinary, it was full of warmth and sweetness.

Twenty more years passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Shangguan Sichen returned from outside. Bai Wanling smiled as she welcomed him. "Husband, I really like this life, but you are not the real Young Master Si Chen!"

Shangguan Sichen's expression changed slightly, and he asked in surprise, "Wife, what do you mean by that?"

Bai Wanling looked conflicted and said, "My Young Master Si Chen is so outstanding, how could he only have one woman, and how could he possibly cohabit with me in this rustic wilderness?"

Having said that, she looked up and said coldly, "I have already experienced this wonderful life. Let it end!"

As her voice fell, the house behind her instantly dissolved into scattered specks of light. The pair of children in the distance and Shangguan Sichen before her both smiled faintly and turned into countless specks of light.

Bai Wanling shook her head slightly and stated firmly, "It wasn't real after all. All I want is to be with Young Master Si Chen, even if the life isn't so perfect!"

As her voice fell, a flash of white light occurred, the space shifted, and she arrived in another realm.

What she didn't know was that there were four others who had made the same choice as her!

To experience a sweet relationship and pursue a more genuine love—that was what they desired!

...Nangong Yu had successively gone through the heartbreaking Trial of Sorrow, the spine-chilling Trial of Fear, the lingering Trial of Love, and the insidious Trial of Wickedness.

Every trial might have been an unbearable torment for ordinary people, but Nangong Yu appeared exceptionally calm.

He did not resist these continuous trials; instead, he acted like an observer drifting with the current, letting the flood of fate carry him toward the unknown shore.

However, this did not mean he would accept everything passively.

Whenever a trial was slightly unsatisfactory to him, he would expose everything and force the trial to end early!

And now, this was the seventh trial he was experiencing!

He saw himself lying on the Dragon Throne in a grand hall, surrounded by beauties serving him.

Su Xingmeng, Qing Ling, Silver Frost, Sparrow Sprite, Bai Wanling, and others were all among them.

Furthermore... there were also many unfamiliar, peerless beauties!

Now, these beauties were all his women, available for him to command as he wished.

Nangong Yu looked at all of this, couldn't help but curl the corner of his mouth, and chuckled, "Wielding the power of the world when awake, resting on a beauty's lap when drunk—it should be like this!"

...Morning.

Nangong Yu clapped his hands, and immediately a beauty stepped forward. "Your Majesty, your Servant Girl will help you change!"