Bloodlines

["I do hope that our coupling will at the very least be enjoyable. I've heard you have ample experience in brothels and have had countless partners over the last two years. I hope you can use that experience to make my first time less painful."]

"Hahaha…," Xuan Yang couldn't help but laugh at the odd village ger with his silver hair and the deep red mole.

The deep mole would be eye catching on its own on any ger. The depth of color was good any way you looked at it--every man would want a fertile wife in Donghua.

The combination of the red mole and the silver hair was stunning from the colors to the purity of lineage it showed.

Yes, Xu Feng may have a good bloodline, but he was truly strange. It wasn't his fault he had a strong libido. Many special bloodlines had more lust than ordinary people, but Xuan Yang had never met a ger, even with a strong bloodline, who was so direct.

He didn't seem to realize he should hide his desire.

In Donghua, both gers and women were expected to adhere to a higher standard of refinement, where not every fleeting thought that crossed their minds was voiced aloud. It was a lesson that Xuan Yang had been raised to embrace, valuing the virtue of restraint and the art of holding back.

Yet, as he observed Xu Feng, he couldn't help but notice the thoughts and desires that were so clearly etched on the ger's expressive face. It was a stark departure from the norm, but what Xuan Yang discovered was that these unfiltered glimpses into Xu Feng's inner world were not really negative or impure.

Instead, they painted a vivid portrait of genuine emotion and vulnerability, revealing a side of Xu Feng that was unafraid to embrace the raw, unspoken truths of his desires. It was a refreshing escape from the carefully cultivated facades that often masked people's true selves.

He wasn't some shameful ger in Xuan Yang's eyes, at least not for being more direct. Instead, he was shameful for flirting with another man in front of his soon to be fiancé, and because that man was Xuan Yang's partner.

The ger had good taste and was good taste.

Xu Feng would be a prized addition to many noble's households. Lady Xuan tried to bully the ger into this arrangement with little benefit since he was just a village ger without much understanding of Donghua.

She had actually succeeded. If Xu Feng bore him an egg, whether it had silver hair or scales, the mixing of their blood would strengthen the egg. The Xuan family would benefit a lot while Xu Feng would only get some land that wasn't even that valuable.

If the ger married in the capital, he would have anything his heart desired to sit and lay eggs for some noble. Even to just sit and be admired by those with too much money on their hands.

Yes, there were people with nonstandard hair colors, and anamorphic—animal like—features, like patches of scales, and other indicators of immortal blood.

Those with immortal bloodlines were becoming less and less common with each generation. And the stronger bloodlines were nearly unheard of in the last generation or two.

But for the ger to have a full head of stunning silver hair, not just a patch or a half a head, showed a high concentration of immortal bloodline.

Given the right parentage and circumstances, Xu Feng could likely have gained easy admission into a prince's harem without encountering any resistance or objections. His unique attributes and alluring qualities would likely make him a prized choice for such a prestigious position.

Plus, the ger was without a doubt a stunning beauty.

Hundreds of years back when immortal blood was more common in their great Donghua, silver hair was still a rarity. The only documented bloodlines that sometimes had silver hair in the paintings and writings of old, were of the fox bloodline or the dragon bloodline.

The dragon bloodlines were too farfetched, but the fox bloodlines, even that would raise the status of the Xuan family—snake bloodline descendants—if the egg the ger bore him had even half a head of silver hair.

No one would care where his mother came from or where she went after their divorce. Thinking once again about the ger's deep red mole, Xuan Yang couldn't help but swallow.

*Gulp

The ger WAS very alluring, most definitely a fox.

A fox who liked to salivate over his Jian.

A very dangerous fox.

The fox must be watched.

The way the ger looked at Xuan Jian infuriated Xuan Yang, he was a seductress. And Xuan Yang's usually cold Xuan Jian, who was cold to everyone except him smiled for the ger.

Xuan Yang's grip on his stallion—Night—got tighter and his thighs involuntarily dug into the sides of the poor horse causing it to speed up through the pre-dawn darkness toward the Nanshan Mountains.

Night and Xuan Yang sped past the bend at the crossroads between the Nanshan estate midway up the mountains and Nanshan Village at the foot of the mountain.

They were heading to Nanshan Village first to wake up the villagers and alert them to the start of the wedding festivities. It would be a day long event.

An honorable ceremony that was still a bit of a secret to the outside world because of the secret agreement with the ger.

After waking the villagers and taking laps in the village and the surrounding areas, Xuan Yang would be alerted at the right time to pick up the bride, the young ger, by the sounds of firecrackers from the Nanshan mansion.

After removing the ger from the estate, the final preparations to enter the new house, the Xuan mansion, would be made. Another set of firecrackers would go off, and the two would make their way back to the Nanshan mansion.

He would have successfully brought back his wife.

By the time they got back to the mansion, the rest of the Xuan family, servants, guards, and Xuan Jian would come earlier in carriages to welcome them at the Nanshan estate.

Xuan Yang wasn't expecting much from the Xuan family in terms of a welcome. Unless he was bringing their family honor, they couldn't even fake warmth. Even then there was barely any warmth only selfish pride.

At least Xuan Jian would be there as the standard wedding rituals would begin. From morning till nightfall, he would see to the few guests from Yilin town and the chief of the Nanshan Village…and of course, his family would also be there.