The wedding proceeded smoothly, with extreme luxury and pomp, the most spectacular sight being the seven divine male consorts accompanying Goddess Lingying as she walked into the grand hall. Suddenly, the once noisy hall fell silent. Here is the English of the provided Chinese text:
The eight individuals approaching all possess the charm of celestial beings. Among those attending the wedding are many distinguished young noblemen, secretly harboring affections for the goddess-like figure. Who wouldn’t desire such a woman? This wedding is a grand feast for the three realms, much talked about by the world…
“It’s time to return to the room.” As soon as the words were spoken, everyone understood, and they helped Xiaotu leave the hall. Seeing that the male consorts and the goddess had all retired, the guests exchanged knowing glances; their male consorts were indeed eager!
“Gudong, where do you think they’ve gone? Are they sneaking off to play?” Still drunk, Lianlian lay in Gudong’s arms, hiccupping as she spoke. “Oh, you, I told you not to drink so much, and now you’re feeling sick, right?” Shi Rou gently wiped the wine stains off Lianlian, her indulgence deep and intoxicating.
“Hey! Ai Haoran! Did I tell you to drink so much? Now, you’re like a dead pig, passed out!” In the corridor, Liu Rumeng dragged the inebriated Ai Haoran towards his room, incessantly nagging him. Under the willow tree, Long Jun kept drinking, surrounded by empty wine jars, trying to drown his sorrows, only to find them deepening…
The night was still long… An ambiguous night, a silent night, a night of sorrow…
After a few drinks, Xiaotu, not adept at drinking, soon had flushed cheeks that made her look enchantingly charming. Under the hazy moonlight, as the candles burned out, she had unknowingly passed through the winding corridor and arrived at the bridal chamber. “I want more!” she exclaimed with a playful, sweet voice like water, grabbing a nearby wine jug and gulping down its contents. The amber liquid slid down her slender, pale neck… Her clothes hung loosely, presenting an alluring sight, unaware that she had fully awakened the “beast” within these seven men!
As garments fell, revealing her tender, snow-white body, the red veil descended… hiding the entwined limbs… With ambiguous breaths and satisfied growls… The night was indeed still long…
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