Chapter 1699: Extra Story: Unification of the Planes (6) Chapter 1699: Extra Story: Unification of the Planes (6) Azi was quite busy these days, spending every day with her son, Chu Feng’s natal magical beast Zi Tong. After a while, Erwei spoke of Azi having a somewhat “ambiguous” relationship with Zi Ji.

When Erwei mentioned the word “ambiguous,” Beiting Huang gave her a tap. She wished all her magical beasts could find their own paths, and falling in love, getting married, and having children was by no means a bad way to live.

“What’s so ambiguous about it? If a man is unmarried and a woman is unwed, how can it be ambiguous?” Beiting Huang chuckled.

Erwei, holding her head, yelled out, “Ah, ah, ah, Master, couldn’t you be a little gentler? I still have to be a bridesmaid for Qingjiu, are you going to let me show up with bumps on my head?”

Of course, there wasn’t a bump on Erwei’s head, and on the day Qingjiu was married off, she was the girl only second to the bride in importance.

Originally, when magical beasts got married, it was as simple as joining their bedding. Magical beasts were devoted to monogamy, unlike humans who always had many affairs. The wedding itself seemed unimportant.

However, Jiu Yan still wanted to give Qingjiu a respectable wedding, “Even if it’s not as grand and majestic as that of my masters, it should be known to all the magical beasts of the 33 Heavens that Qingjiu is my bride!”

On the wedding day, it coincided with Night Kill’s return from seclusion, and Beiting Huang’s belly had begun to show. He supported his wife as they attended Jiu Yan and Qingjiu’s wedding.

After the ceremony, he didn’t take Beiting Huang back to Blood Moon Palace, but instead stayed in Tongshan.

In the wooden cabin that was identical to the one in their Bangle Space, simple and tidy, Beiting Huang sat at the makeup stool in front of the small bay window, looking into the mirror on the dressing table which perfectly reflected the large tree outside the back window.

In those days, Night Kill had stood out there, gazing at her intently.

For a moment, Beiting Huang felt a pang in her heart.

“What are you thinking about?” Night Kill came over, resting his hand on her shoulder, looking through the mirror at her unparalleled beauty.

Beiting Huang snapped back to reality without a second thought, saying, “I was wondering, tonight, when Jiu Yan and Qingjiu consummate their marriage, will they use human form, Mimicry, or their true magical beast forms?”

Night Kill was stunned for a moment.

So much so that for a long time afterward, before they made love each night, he would always ask for Beiting Huang’s preference, “My lady, tonight would you like for your husband to be in human form, Mimicry, or in true magical beast form?”

These days, Night Kill was very busy. He locked himself away in a side hall of Blood Moon Palace, refusing to meet with anyone except for Beiting Huang.

There were many affairs in the Yanmo Heavenly Clan that still needed attending to, and both White Tiger and the Black Dragon Emperor had no choice but to direct some matters to Beiting Huang.

Eventually, White Tiger and the Black Dragon Emperor took the liberty to ask Beiting Huang to sit on the throne in Night Kill’s stead. The Black Dragon Emperor’s reason was quite sound, “Empress, running to and from Blood Moon Palace several times a day must be tiring for you too. Why not join the morning court sessions and decide all matters at once, sparing both us and yourself the trouble?”

Beiting Huang really wanted to say, even when Night Kill wasn’t in seclusion, he didn’t attend the morning court sessions every day!

But as they say, people tend to pick the softest persimmons, and she must be that soft persimmon, right?

Night Kill’s subjects had been with him for over a hundred thousand years and were very picky and had hot tempers. In Night Kill’s absence, Beiting Huang didn’t want to offend them for the time being.

So, she agreed.

Luckily, the Black Dragon Emperor and his entourage were considerate enough to delay the court session by an hour to accommodate Beiting Huang’s need to sleep in.