Future Beast World: Becoming A Pampered Beauty-Chapter 325 - 264: Warmth Wine

The Holy Hall announced that the Saint Heir would soon marry the Holy Consort.

All the Holy Female candidates sent to the Holy Palace by the great families were sent back.

Though the wedding had not yet taken place, Sang Luo already occupied the bedchambers of the future Holy Queen—a residence reserved for the consort of the Holy Monarch.

She knew without a doubt that Minos must have given the order himself. He was dead set on having her and was determined to keep her here.

Her three daily meals were exquisite delicacies made from the finest Star Beast Meat and Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, rich in Spiritual Power to nourish her body.

Every dish was one of her favorites, with nothing she disliked.

Minos, for his part, didn’t need to spend time with her to foster a relationship. He could glean her every preference from her memories. He could even study and imitate the types of Beast Husbands she preferred in order to interact with her.

Aside from refusing to let her leave the Holy Palace, he handled everything else with absolute perfection.

But Sang Luo hated it. She didn’t even want to lay eyes on him.

Her heart grew heavier with despair each day, and she lost her appetite, unable to eat.

No one paid any mind to her resistance.

The wedding preparations continued in full swing.

Minos remained patient, waiting for her to surrender.

The day of the wedding ceremony drew ever closer.

Then one day, the servants began bringing her a daily cup of exquisite, emerald-green wine.

Sang Luo picked up the cup and sniffed it curiously. It had an indescribable fragrance, and she couldn’t help but swallow. "What is this wine?" she asked.

"Warmth Wine," the servant explained. "It nourishes the mother’s body and increases the chances of conception."

Sang Luo’s face fell, and the cup in her hand nearly slipped from her grasp. ’I have no intention of getting pregnant!’

"Please drink the Warmth Wine, noble female," the servant said respectfully.

"I don’t want to drink it," Sang Luo said, her face dark.

"A noble female does not have the right to refuse. For the seven days leading up to the wedding, every Holy Female must drink Warmth Wine daily to nourish her body. This continues until the end of the Pleasure Moon that follows the wedding."

"...Does the Saint Heir have to drink it too?"

"Yes. The Saint Heir must also consume it daily until the Pleasure Moon. Furthermore, he will not meet with you before the wedding."

Sang Luo set down the wine cup and gestured to another goblet. "And what is this?"

"This is Holy Spirit Liquid. It’s liquified from concentrated Spiritual Energy, and it nourishes every inch of one’s flesh, bones, and meridians. It can make a noble female’s waist more supple and flexible, give her body greater endurance, and help her injuries heal faster... The Pleasure Moon, from beginning to end, is an extremely arduous process." 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Sang Luo felt a growing sense of unease. Her cheeks flushed. ’The Pleasure Moon... it can’t be what I think it is, can it?’

She glanced down at the Holy Spirit Liquid. It smelled like a rare and valuable treasure. Tilting her head back, she drank it down. A pleasant warmth immediately spread through her body, suffusing her limbs and soothing her from within. It felt wonderful.

As for the other cup, the Warmth Wine... Sang Luo glanced at the servant before her, a King Rank Male Slave. For a brief moment, his eyes went unfocused. Then, still holding the silver tray, he turned and walked away.

Sang Luo poured the Warmth Wine into a flowerpot by the window.

She walked to the doors of the palace. "I’m going for a walk."

"We two will remain at your side to protect you, noble female."

The guards outside the door had been changed. Ilodi and Habier had been transferred away, replaced by two guards who both had families and were far more upright and incorruptible. She had tested them a few times, but their resolve never wavered.

Sang Luo lost interest. "Never mind. I’m tired. I’ll go back and rest."

"Sweet dreams, noble female. If you have any need of us, you have only to call."

「Seven days passed in a flash.」

The day of the ceremony arrived.

Sang Luo did not make an appearance at all.

Perhaps Minos had given specific orders, because no one came to force her out.

Sang Luo locked herself in her room and drank the day away.

Night fell.

The Pleasure Moon began.

After marrying a Holy Female, every Holy Monarch or Saint Heir undergoes a month-long Pleasure Moon. During this month, all servants and guards are withdrawn from the bedchambers, leaving them completely undisturbed. The Saint Heir and the Holy Consort are to spend their days and nights in blissful union, all in an effort to produce an heir.

It was the most normal of traditions, passed down through generations. Yet late into the night, though bathed in the silvery moonlight, Minos still had not pushed open the doors to the bedchambers.

’She... probably doesn’t want to see me. And she won’t want to spend the Pleasure Moon with me.’

His fingers twitched, then he drew his hand back, turned, and headed for the study.

The Holy Hall, meanwhile, had been keeping a close watch. Seeing the study lit up late into the night, they knew at once that the Saint Heir had not consummated the marriage with the Holy Female. Their worst fears had come to pass.

’Could it be that the Saint Heir truly has no interest in females?’

’Or perhaps... he lacks the ability to procreate?’

"Ahem, Noah. You go and see what’s going on."

The Archbishop said to a Holy Envoy.

The young man—who had short, wavy, reddish-brown hair, sharp and deep-set features, and a lean, athletic build—was not happy. "Why do I have to go?"

’Isn’t this his wedding night, the most important night of a male’s life?’

’Going over at a time like this? That’s just asking for a death sentence!’

"You and the Saint Heir grew up together; your relationship is the best..." ’At least if he’s the one to go, he won’t end up dead.’

Noah pouted. "That guy’s a smiling tiger—all ice underneath. He’s bossed me around like a slave since we were kids. I have no right to call myself his brother."

He complained, but still, he dawdled his way over.

’Minos had always been too rational and cold, ever since they were young, keeping everyone a thousand miles away. There were few who could get a word in with him, and I, Noah, was one of them.’

’If Minos hadn’t been so set on marrying the Holy Female, I’d have thought he was really going to become one of those legendary gods, free of all want and desire.’

Noah arrived at the study and couldn’t help but be amused.

’He’s actually locked himself in the study to drink his sorrows away?’

’If this face weren’t so familiar, I’d think I had the wrong person.’

’Minos never drank or smoked. He detested such vulgar substances.’

Noah hadn’t even had a chance to step forward and tease him about whether he was having performance issues...

when he heard the young man speak, his voice raspy from the alcohol.

"What is love?"

Noah rubbed his ear, thinking he must have misheard. ’Did those words really just come out of Minos’s mouth?’

He braced a hand on the desk and hopped up to sit on it. "You’re drunk, aren’t you?"

Minos raised a hand, and a wave of force knocked him to the floor. His blue eyes were deep and calm. "I’m perfectly sober."

Noah scrambled up from the floor, grimacing as he rubbed his aching rear. "Are you serious?"

"She said..." Minos’s voice was even lower now. "...that to have children with her, love is required."

Noah had never heard such nonsense. ’If you want kids, you just do *that thing*. What’s love got to do with it?’

He recalled his own experiences with females in bed, licked the corner of his mouth, and gave a wicked, teasing grin. "Love is the desire to mate. The more you love a female, the stronger the desire."

"...Is that right?" Minos frowned, the characters on the scroll before him beginning to blur.

"Of course! Just look at the females I keep around. They’re crazy about me, some have even gotten into huge fights just to get me," Noah said with a wide grin. "It’s the same logic for them. You can tell if a female loves you by whether or not she’s willing to mate with you. If she refuses you, if she’s even resistant to the idea... that means she doesn’t love you. It might even mean... she hates you!"

"And another thing! Females like a male who takes initiative. The thing they hate most is some slow, indecisive type... the kind of useless male who would leave his bride all alone on their wedding night!"

Noah bit down hard on the word "useless."

Minos’s eyes darkened. He rose and walked out.

Noah watched him leave, heading right for the bedchambers.

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