Lu Chen's footsteps were light, yet it seemed as though each one trod directly into Wang Qingci's heart. Her heartbeat quickened, and within moments, Lu Chen had reached the bed and lifted Wang Qingci's red bridal veil with a jade Ruyi scepter.
By now, Wang Qingci's face was flushed with red, even her ears were a rosy hue. Lu Chen teased her, saying, "Mr. Wang, could it be that this is your first time in the bridal chamber? Why do you seem so nervous?"
Hearing Lu Chen's teasing words, Wang Qingci relaxed considerably. She looked up at Lu Chen and said, "It is indeed my first time in the bridal chamber."
Although her body and heart had long since become accustomed to Lu Chen, the things they had done before were at most pleasures between a man and a woman and couldn't be considered the bridal chamber. In Wang Qingci's view, only the act performed on the wedding night could truly be called so.