Chapter 32: The Heiress and the Illegitimate School Bully

As night fell, they stepped into the exquisitely decorated bridal chamber. The room was filled with a faint floral fragrance and an atmosphere of intimacy. Flickering candlelight bathed everything in a warm, romantic glow. Song Qian sat on the edge of the bed, head slightly bowed, a shy blush coloring her cheeks. Xiao Yi walked slowly to her side and gently lifted her chin, his eyes brimming with love and adoration. "My dear, you look truly beautiful today." Song Qian cast a playful, reproachful glance at him. "Only today?" Xiao Yi chuckled hastily. "No, you are beautiful every day, but today you are my happiest bride, and you stir my heart more than ever." With that, he held her gently in his arms and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

Afterward, Xiao Yi tenderly removed Song Qian’s veil, his fingers brushing lightly through her hair. Song Qian rose slightly to unfasten the buttons of his formal attire. They gazed at one another, the love in their eyes burning like a flame. On this quiet and beautiful wedding night, their hearts were tightly intertwined, and all their pasts dissolved into the depth of this moment, marking the beginning of their life of happiness.

...Use your imagination.

The morning after their wedding, sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting a soft glow across the bed. Xiao Yi was the first to wake. Watching Song Qian still lost in dreams beside him, his lips curled upward involuntarily, his eyes filled with indulgence and contentment. He gently brushed a stray lock of hair from her face and left a tender kiss on her forehead, his movements so light he feared disturbing her sweet slumber.

Under his kiss, Song Qian gradually stirred, opening her drowsy eyes to look at Xiao Yi with a sweet smile playing on her lips. "Good morning, my dear," Xiao Yi whispered. "Did you sleep well last night?" Song Qian stretched lazily and replied, "With you by my side, of course I slept well."

After freshening up, they went to the dining room. A table laden with exquisite, steaming breakfast dishes awaited them. Xiao Yi pulled out a chair for Song Qian, and once she was seated, he placed her favorite strawberry cake in front of her. "Try this," he said with a smile. "I had it prepared just for you." Song Qian took a bite and narrowed her eyes in satisfaction. "Mmm, this is delicious. You should eat, too."

After breakfast, they decided to take a stroll in the garden. The garden was in full bloom, and a gentle breeze carried waves of floral scent. Xiao Yi plucked a vibrant rose and tucked it into Song Qian’s hair. "My bride is truly beautiful today," he remarked. Song Qian’s cheeks turned crimson as she playfully chided, "You only know how to charm me." They wandered along the winding paths, pausing now and then to admire the flowers or share amusing anecdotes, their laughter echoing through the garden.

The sweetness of their new marriage still lingered in the air. One quiet evening, as Song Qian sat alone by the window gazing at the twinkling stars, a sudden thought occurred to her. She closed her eyes and silently summoned the system in her mind. "System, I would like the Dragon-Phoenix Pill." The system’s adorable voice echoed in her head: "Host, the Dragon-Phoenix Pill will ensure you conceive twins, a boy and a girl, but it comes with a certain amount of spiritual impact. Are you certain you wish to use it?" Song Qian’s gaze was resolute. "I am certain."

In an instant, a Dragon-Phoenix Pill, emanating a soft glow, appeared in the palm of her hand.