Chapter 268: Tender Wine
The Holy Temple announced to the outside world that the Holy Son would soon marry the Holy Consort.
All the Holy Female candidates sent by the major families in the Holy Palace were also sent back.
Before the ceremony, Sang Luo moved into the palace where the future Holy Son would reside after his ascension, the palace only the Holy Empress could live in.
Needless to say, it must have been Minos who specifically ordered it. He was determined to have her and wanted to keep her.
Three meals a day were filled with the finest delicacies. The ingredients used were the best star beast meat and natural treasures, containing rich spiritual power to nourish the body.
The ingredients were also her favorites, with no restrictions.
For Minos, he didn't need to spend time with her to cultivate feelings. He could learn her preferences from her memories, and he could also learn to imitate the male beasts she liked to get along with her.
Except for not letting her leave the Holy Palace, he did everything perfectly.
But, Sang Luo didn't like it. She didn't even want to look at him.
She was depressed every day and had no appetite, unable to eat.
No one cared about her resistance.
The wedding was still being prepared in full swing.
Minos had always been patient, waiting for her to surrender and submit.
The wedding ceremony was approaching day by day.
Starting from a certain day, servants brought up a glass of emerald green wine every day.
Sang Luo picked up the glass and curiously smelled it. It had an indescribable fragrance. She swallowed and asked, "What kind of wine is this?"
"Tender Wine."
The servant explained, "It can nourish the mother and increase the chance of conception."
Sang Luo's face changed, and the glass in her hand almost fell to the ground. She didn't want to get pregnant!
The servant said respectfully, "Please drink this glass of Tender Wine, noble female."
"I don't want to drink it."
Sang Luo's face was ugly.
"The noble female has no right to refuse. Every Holy Female must drink Tender Wine every day for seven days before the wedding to nourish the body, until the Joyful Month after the wedding."
"\n... Does the Holy Son have to drink it too?"
"Yes, the Holy Son must also take it every day until the Joyful Month, and will not meet with you before the wedding."
Sang Luo put down the glass and looked at another cup, "What is this?"
"Holy Spirit Liquid, made from concentrated spiritual energy, nourishes every inch of the body's bones and meridians. It can make the noble female's waist more soft and flexible, the body more durable and tireless, and the healing speed of injuries faster\n... The Joyful Month from beginning to end will be an extremely tiring process."
Sang Luo felt that something was not quite right, and her cheeks were slightly flushed. The Joyful Month—could it be what she thought it was?
She looked down at the Holy Spirit Liquid in her hand again. It smelled like a rare good thing. She raised her head and drank it. A warm feeling quickly rose in her body, nourishing her limbs and bones, which was very comfortable.
As for the other glass of Tender Wine\n... Sang Luo looked at the servant in front of her, who was a king-rank male slave. His eyes lost focus for a moment, and he turned and left with the silver plate.
Sang Luo poured the Tender Wine into the flowerpot by the window.
She walked to the entrance of the palace, "I'm going out for a walk."
"We will protect the noble female closely."
The guards outside the door had been changed. Ilotti and Habael had been transferred away. The two guards who replaced them both had families and were more upright and unyielding. She had tested them several times, and the two men's attitude did not waver in the slightest.
Sang Luo lost interest, "Forget it, I'm sleepy, I'll go back to rest first."
"I wish the noble female a sweet dream. If you need anything, please summon us."
Seven days passed in a flash.
The day of the ceremony arrived.
Sang Luo didn't show her face at all.
Whether it was specially ordered by Minos or not, no one forced her to come over.
Sang Luo locked herself in the room and drank wine all day.
Night fell.
The Joyful Month begins.
Every Holy Lord or Holy Son will experience a whole month of Joyful Month after marrying the Holy Consort. During this month, the servants and guards inside and outside the palace will be withdrawn. No one will disturb them. The Holy Son will mingle with the Holy Consort day and night, striving to breed offspring.
The most normal tradition of all ages, Minos, until late at night, with silver frost sprinkled all over his body, was still late in pushing open the door of the palace.
She\n... shouldn't want to see him, and wouldn't want to go to the Joyful Month with him.
His fingers curled up, retracted, and he turned to the study.
The Holy Temple had also been paying attention to the movement here. Late at night, the study was brightly lit, and it was obvious at a glance that the Holy Son had not combined with the Holy Female tonight. The thing they were most worried about had finally happened.
Could it be that the Holy Son really has no interest in females?
Or does he not have the ability to reproduce?
"That, Noah, go and see the situation."
The Archbishop said to a Holy Envoy.
The young man with reddish-brown curly short hair had handsome and deep features and a strong and slender figure. He was unhappy, "Why let me go?"
Isn't the most important night in a male's life this wedding night?
Wouldn't going over at this time be courting death!
"You and the Holy Son grew up together, and you two have the best relationship\n..."
At least if he went over, he wouldn't lose his life.
Noah curled his lips, "That guy is just a smiling tiger. His skin is stuffed with ice. I've been used as a slave by him since I was a child. I'm not qualified to call him brother."
That's what he said, but he still procrastinated and went.
Minos had always been too rational and indifferent since he was a child, keeping people at a distance. There were not many people who could talk to him, and he was one of them.
If it weren't for this time, Minos was determined to marry the Holy Female, he really felt that he was going to become a legendary god who had no desires.
Noah came to the study and took a look, and was happy.
He still locked himself in the study and drank sullen wine?
If it weren't for the face in front of him being so familiar, he would have thought he had recognized the wrong person.
Minos never drank or smoked, and deeply hated such dirty things.
Noah didn't have time to step forward and tease him, "Is it not working?"
He heard the young man open his mouth with a drunk and hoarse voice,
"What is love?"
Noah touched his ears and almost thought he had heard wrong. Could this be the words that Minos could say?
He propped up his hand, raised his waist and sat on the table, "Are you drunk?"
Minos raised his hand and a force knocked him to the ground. His blue eyes were deep and calm, "I'm very sober."
Noah got up from the ground, clutching his butt in pain and grinned, "Are you serious?"
"She said\n... to have offspring with her requires love."
Minos's voice was even lower.
Noah had never heard of such a fallacy. To want offspring is just to do that kind of thing, what love is needed?
He recalled the taste of being in bed with females, licked his lips, and smiled playfully and a little evilly, "Love is the desire to mate. The more you love a female, the stronger the desire."
"\n... Is that so?"
Minos frowned, and the words in the book in front of him gradually became blurred.
"Naturally, you can tell by the females around me. They love me to death, and some people even fought over me."
Noah grinned, "Females are the same. To see if a female loves you, is to see if she is willing to mate with you. If she refuses you, and even resists mating with you, then it is not love, or even\n... hate!"
"Also, females like proactive males, and hate the kind of slow, indecisive, and indecisive males who leave people alone on their wedding night!"
Noah emphasized the word "useless".
Minos's eyes deepened suddenly, and he got up and left.
Noah looked at the direction he left, which was the palace.
