Zagonnas, having been a member of the Sword Sect since childhood, excelled in both martial arts and literary talents over the past decade. He was undoubtedly a standout among his peers, possessing an exceptional aptitude to grasp various skills effortlessly and draw connections between them.
Though he had never touched a woman's hand before, he had encountered numerous romantic encounters in the martial world. With his astonishing talent, within moments, he left Cendrarsa breathless and her gaze hazy.
"My lady, forgive me for overthinking. I was mistaken," he expressed, realizing that it's not the demon lord's sword but his endearing ways that may prove more challenging to resist.
Cendrarsa, already lacking resistance against him, found her anger dissolving with just those words.
Giving her husband a coquettish glance, she tenderly remarked, "My lord, can the bed accommodate a bit more excitement?"
Zagonnas was initially taken aback by Cendrarsa's question, but soon a smile crept across his face, transforming him from the scholarly figure of the day into a mischievous, wild allure.
Reaching out, he ran his hand through Cendrarsa's slightly dampened hair, then leaned in to whisper into his coy wife's ear.
"Only by trying will you know."
On this night, while chilly winds rustled outside, the grass hut's interior stirred with tumultuous waves of passion. Although the bed remained silent and sturdy, the sounds within mirrored the crashing of waves, one after another.
At that moment, Zagonnas finally grasped the essence of the poetic descriptions—the delicate, icy, shimmery touch. 'Snowy, smooth, fragrant' must have referred to his dear wife.
As the eastern sky lightened and the village roosters began to crow, Cendrarsa eventually drifted into a deep slumber nestled against Zagonnas' arm. However, while embracing his lovely wife, Zagonnas found sleep elusive.
The taste of seducing a woman was indeed intoxicating.
After years of abstinence, Zagonnas was surprised to realize that his first lapse came with an enchantress from the southern regions. Yet, her allure was irresistible, beckoning for repeated encounters—possibly even a never-ending cycle of passion.
Placing a tender kiss upon his wife's forehead, Zagonnas closed his eyes to ensure Cendrarsa's comfort while flattening his arm beneath her as a makeshift pillow. However, a cool sensation beneath his touch led him to discover a small porcelain vial.
Though the dim morning light did not reveal much, Zagonnas could discern the words inscribed on the vial: "Sexy drug!"
"..."
Realizing the faint aroma from the night before, he wondered if she had used it. How had he not noticed? Recognizing it as a preparation made by his wife, he thought it a waste but decided to keep the vial beneath his pillow, knowing there would be ample time in the future.
Nonetheless, there was another matter he needed to discuss with his wife...
After a day spent at the academy, where gossip and rumours did not reach his ears, Zagonnas noticed Cendrarsa's troubled expression and immediately embraced her.
"What's wrong? Who has upset my lady?" he inquired.
"My lord, do you know? You have become a local celebrity in the surrounding villages," Cendrarsa admitted, resting her head on Zagonnas' shoulder, feeling weary.
"A celebrity? Did I gain fame for marrying a celestial maiden?" Zagonnas enjoyed her proximity, gently stroking her head and speaking in a soothing tone.
"Not quite. It's about our collapsed bed..." Cendrarsa briefly explained, causing Zagonnas to blush from embarrassment.
"What a fuss I've caused. This only demonstrates your lordship's prowess," Zagonnas quipped with a rosy hue creeping across his ears. Realizing the matter he wished to discuss, he gently nudged her shoulders, leaning closer to her.
"My lady, there is something I wish to discuss with you."
"What is it?"
"Next time, let me try being underneath during lovemaking."
"Ah!" Understanding immediately, Cendrarsa, as the leader, knew she could not appear too emotionally moved. She smiled, then raised her eyes.
"But I prefer being underneath. I don't wish to change."
"My lady!"
"No change."
Zagonnas frowned at Cendrarsa's cunning look.
"You are being unreasonable."
"I am..."