When Ivy Shen returned in a funk, everyone else had already gone to rest. When she first learned about this, it was honestly hard to accept.
But now, thinking it over, if it hadn’t been for her master’s curse, maybe she’d never have met so many amazing men.
Sure, she couldn’t be a filial daughter to her parents in the modern world, but she was convinced her brother would take care of everything—her folks would be living their best retired lives, probably eating fruit and watching TV dramas right now. No need to worry!
Taking a deep breath, Ivy let it go. What was she still hung up on? She had husbands, a baby—she had it all.
Honestly, she was probably the happiest woman in the world right now.
Thinking this, her lips curled into a smile as she headed for her bedchamber.
“Long live the Empress!” The palace eunuchs saw Ivy Shen and hurriedly knelt to greet her.
“Mm.” Ivy nodded. She still wasn’t used to this, but she knew there was no way around it.
Ugh, if only Little Snowball would hurry up and grow! Then she could bust out of this palace and go see the world like she always dreamed—no more royal lockdown, just endless adventure!
“Huh?” As she walked into her room, she noticed all the lights were off. What was going on?
Ivy was just about to call for a servant when she suddenly noticed something was off about the atmosphere in the room, so she walked in, suspicious.
“Whoa, what are you guys up to?!” Ivy clapped a hand over her mouth and let out a dramatic shriek, creeping further in. There were supposed to be red candles, but forget the candles—what was THIS chaos?!
Right now, the bed had been completely dismantled by them. In its place was a huge expanse of bedding—thick and soft—covering the whole room in fluffy white cotton, topped with plush mink fur.
It looked just like a snowfield—except this snow was seriously warm.
But what really stunned her wasn’t just the scene—it was the seven gorgeous men sprawled across this giant 'snowfield,' each striking a different pose, all in crisp white shirts, each radiating lethal charm.
“Xin’er, come here!” Adrian Night called out with a wicked smile.
"Wifey, come on, come here!" Liam Willow said with a blush and a smile.
"Come on!" Caleb Miles grinned, lips quirking up.
“Xin’er, come to me,” Ethan Chu tossed a few flirty glances and crooked his finger.
"Husband, come here, come to me~!" Lucian Vane called out in syrupy, over-the-top fashion.
Butterfly Rogue saw this and quickly lifted his pale, smooth leg, striking a pose, "Come on, come on~~!"
Eli Crane didn’t say a word. He just sat up, grabbed his shirt with both hands, and—rip!—tore it right off.
Instantly, Ivy’s nose betrayed her—blood gushed out in a spectacular, totally undignified waterfall. RIP her last shred of composure.
The other six husbands all gave him a thumbs-up. Little White, you’re awesome!
"Let’s go!" The next second, everyone pounced and pinned Ivy down.
"What are you guys doing?" Ivy’s face instantly turned red. Were they—were they really going to do that, with so many people?
But—but there were so many of them! Wasn’t this super embarrassing?
"Why are you shy, wifey? This isn’t our first time, you know?" Ethan Chu whispered in her ear, gently coaxing.
“Hey, what kind of circus are you all running here?” Ivy was overheating, face and ears blazing red. Seriously, how could her body be THIS hopeless? The moment they touched her, she turned into jelly. Was she secretly made of pudding?
"Wifey, you’re just one person, and there’s seven of us. One per night is way too hard on us. How about we all go together?" Caleb Miles grinned. Yes! Time to eat wifey again.
"But, but I..."
"Wifey..." Butterfly Rogue clung to her. "Wifey, together, okay?"
"Yeah, yeah!"
"No way! Last time you guys were poisoned, that’s the only reason I did it. You’re all perfectly fine now!" Ivy’s face was bright red—last time they’d been out of it, so she’d dared to go for it. Now they were all clear-headed, how could she possibly have the nerve?
"Ahh, we’re poisoned, poisoned!" The seven husbands shamelessly wailed in unison.
Ivy’s cheeks went nuclear. "You guys are so shameless! Cut it out before I explode!"
"What are you all standing around for? Seal her mouth!" Eli Crane commanded bossily, and the next second, he kissed her first.
Now she couldn’t refuse at all!
"Wifey, here I come!" Liam Willow dove right in.
The other five exchanged smiles—seems like once you hit the bed, all that gentleness and restraint just goes out the window.
"Hold up, timeout! Timeout!" Ivy panted, frantically shoving them off and popping upright like a startled squirrel.
"What is it, Xin’er?" The guys, already half-undressed, looked at her like hungry wolves. Was something wrong?
"You guys, just give me a sec! I’ll be right back—no peeking!" With that, she darted into another room, face burning.
Everyone exchanged confused looks. What was up with Xin’er?
Holed up in the other room, Ivy was so hot she could've fried an omelette on her face. She fumbled open her sleeve pocket, fished out a tiny box, cracked it open, gulped, and gingerly popped the little red pill Old Man Sai had given her. Hardcore mode, here she comes!
A few seconds later—
"Xin’er?" The guys were stunned seeing Ivy like that.
Face flaming, Ivy said, "Tonight, let’s play... something different, okay?" She was wearing a nurse outfit she’d made herself, hiding her face in embarrassment.
"Xin’er?" Seeing her in that getup, the guys couldn’t hold back—they all swallowed hard.
Seeing their reactions, Ivy yanked off the uniform buttons with a dramatic flourish, revealing what was underneath. This outfit was a gift from Lianyin, who’d made several—one for Ivy, one for Lianxi, and Ivy had to admit, she was seriously impressed by Lianyin’s creativity.
Did she come from the modern world or something? How is her thinking so ahead of its time?
Still, that outfit—definitely attention-grabbing, definitely hot!
"Xin’er!" The guys, seeing this, all swallowed hard, totally hyped.
This chapter isn’t over yet~.~ Click next page for more spicy fun!
The next second, all seven husbands swarmed her like a pack of starving wolves, pinning her down and making her squeal. If this was 'devouring,' she was definitely on the menu tonight.
Ivy was instantly left breathless, panting like she’d run a marathon, when Yvonne’s (aka Lianyin’s) voice popped into her head: "Listen up, men are totally obsessed with that stuff—y’know, the banana trick!"
"Wait, you mean like this?" Ivy asked, all innocent, and promptly chomped the banana in half. The room froze.
"You dummy! The banana’s for practice, not for you to go full T-Rex on!" Yvonne snapped, practically tearing her hair out.
"Sis, what are you even trying to say?" Ivy asked, face all innocence.
"Let me tell you—from now on, that thing is basically their thing. How could you just bite it off? Listen, you’ve got so many husbands, one a night is exhausting, right? Isn’t it bad for their health? Look at me, I handle tons of men in a night. You can’t manage seven in one go? Huh?"
"This, this..."
"Stop stalling! Next time you have a big group night, just use this move. Trust me, you’ll unlock a whole new level—wink wink!"
"What kind of feeling?"
"Dummy, how could you even describe that feeling? Just try it and you’ll know!" Lianyin snapped again, totally exasperated. How could her smart little sister be so slow about this stuff?
"What are you thinking about, wifey?" The guys kissed Ivy, annoyed she was spacing out.
Ivy stared at the thing in her hand, spaced out for a moment, then remembered Yvonne’s banana lesson and, heart pounding, decided to give it a shot. "Aaaah, ohhh, ohhh, I can’t take it—I’m dying here!" Lucian Vane howled like he’d just seen a ghost.
The other six husbands froze, then whipped their heads around. As soon as they saw what Ivy was doing, they all started yelling, "Us too! We want the special treatment!"
That night stretched on and on—like an endless marathon of chaos. The steamy action in the room was just getting started, and trust me, it was going to go on until the sun begged for mercy...
Their wild, ridiculous happiness was just getting started—and honestly, it looked like it might never end.
Seriously, this was only the beginning. From now on, it was going to be happy chaos, forever and ever and ever.
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