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After tidying herself up, Lingsha turned to face me, her eyes filled with seriousness and solemnity.
She took a deep breath, then slowly bent her knees, performing a standard greeting toward me. Her movements were elegant and fluid, like flowing water, full of the charm of Xianzhou etiquette.
At the same time, in a gentle yet solemn voice, she said to me, "I will trouble Lord Trailblazer from now on; this humble one pays her respects."
Lingsha's words and her gesture of greeting both carry profound meaning and symbolize the formal establishment of our relationship.
"This humble one" is a modest self-address used by women for their husbands in ancient times. By referring to herself as "this humble one" and performing the greeting, Lingsha is undoubtedly showing me that she has accepted the fact of becoming my wife and her position within my harem.
"I shall trouble the Lord Trailblazer from now on" is more like a promise, a vow, foreshadowing that in the days to come, she will serve me with all her heart, fulfilling her responsibilities and duties as a wife.
Lingsha's actions are undoubtedly the greatest affirmation and recognition for me, filling me with an unprecedented sense of honor and responsibility.
I reached out and gently helped Lingsha up, pulling her into my arms once more. Gazing tenderly at her beautiful face, I whispered, "Lingsha, welcome to our family."
Just as Lingsha and I were immersed in the tender emotions brought by our newly established marital relationship, a familiar figure burst into the living room like a gust of wind, shattering the silence.
"Trailblazer!" Accompanied by a crisp, slightly urgent call, Firefly's figure rushes into the living room like an arrow released from a bow.
Her once gentle and serene face was now filled with determination and a hint of barely perceptible jealousy.
Before I could even react, Firefly had already rushed to my side, unhesitatingly grabbing one of my arms and pressing it tightly against her soft chest, as if to declare her ownership of me to the whole world.
Then, she raised her head, her clear and determined eyes meeting Lingsha's gaze directly across from me. Her tone was firm, carrying a hint of declaration: "Even if it's Miss Lingsha, I won't lose!"
Firefly's sudden action and her defiant words instantly created a tense atmosphere in the living room.
The originally warm atmosphere was broken, replaced by a slightly tense, yet strangely endearing, competitive atmosphere.
Lingsha clearly hadn't expected Firefly to respond so directly. She paused for a moment, then seemed to understand the meaning behind Firefly's words.
She first raised an eyebrow slightly, showing a hint of surprise, but soon the corners of her mouth turned up in an interested smile.
Far from showing displeasure, the face of the Vidyadhara's most beautiful woman held a hint of amusement and challenge.
Lingsha smiled gently, a smile as soft as a spring breeze caressing willows, instantly dispelling the tension in the air and revealing her composed and unhurried demeanor.
She gracefully reached out and, incredibly, mimicked Firefly, grabbed my other arm!
She pressed my other arm tightly against her full chest, facing off against Firefly, like two kittens vying for their master's affection.
"Hehehe..." Lingsha let out a light, bell-like laugh, crisp and pleasant, yet carrying a hint of imperceptible provocation.
She lowered her head and spoke softly to Firefly in a gentle yet undeniably firm tone, "I won't lose either, Miss Firefly." Lingsha's tone was gentle, but the firmness and confidence in her words were in no way inferior to Firefly's, perhaps even carrying a hint of the composure and bearing of someone in a superior position.
I looked at the two strikingly different beautiful girls before me, like two flowers vying for attention, each displaying their affection and possessiveness towards me. I felt a mix of helplessness and secret satisfaction.
The "shura field" of the harem truly lives up to its reputation; it's a real headache, yet one enjoys it nonetheless.
I shook my head helplessly, but the corners of my mouth unconsciously turned up slightly, revealing a doting smile.
Meanwhile, the silver wolf seemed incredibly excited and amused by the chaotic scene unfolding before him.
She leaned back against the sofa, arms crossed, her purple eyes gleaming with excitement, and a wide, unrestrained laugh spread across her face.
"Pfft, hahaha! Oh my! Look, look! What is this? A live broadcast of a palace intrigue drama? Hahaha! Firefly, you're so cute when you're jealous! And Lingsha, really, why did you have to imitate children fighting for favor? Hahaha! This is so funny! So funny!" Silver Wolf laughed heartily while mercilessly criticizing others, his schadenfreude tone revealing a mischievous and malicious desire to stir up trouble. "Pwahahaha! Oh my, oh my! Look at this! What's this? A live broadcast of a harem power struggle? Hahaha! Firefly, you're really cute when you're jealous! And Lingsha, really, out of all things to learn, you pick competing for affection like a child? Hahaha! This is too funny! Too funny!" Silver Wolf laughs hysterically while mercilessly mocking us; her schadenfreude-filled tone is purely "wanting to see the world burn," full of bad taste.
Silver Wolf's sarcastic remarks echoed in the living room, adding to the chaos and clamor of the already tense situation.
Amidst this chaos and clamor, where will the story of me and my three wives lead?