The moon hung high over Qing Jing Peak, casting a silvery glow that filtered through the ornate lattice windows of the bedchamber. The room was adorned with delicate silk drapes and fragrant blossoms—a scene straight out of a xianxia drama. The faint scent of sandalwood incense mingles with the sweet aroma of the flowers, creating an intoxicating atmosphere. Shen Qingqiu stood by the window, hands clasped behind his back, exuding the calm demeanor befitting a Peak Lord. Yet, beneath this composed exterior, his thoughts were anything but serene.

How had it come to this? The grand wedding ceremony had concluded without a hitch, and now he found himself alone in the bridal chamber, awaiting his... Shen Qingqiu's mind stumbled over the term... Husband. The word felt foreign, like a line of rogue code in his otherwise orderly system. The cool night air drifting through the partially open window brushes against his skin, sending a slight shiver down his spine.

As he attempted to steady his thoughts, a familiar translucent screen materialized before his eyes, displaying lines of text in a mechanical, emotionless font: [System Notification: Congratulations! You have reached the pivotal 'Wedding Night' scenario. Objective: Engage in intimate relations with husband. Reward: Protagonist Satisfaction +1000 points. Failure Penalty: Deduction of 5000 points. Good luck, Host! (^▽^)/]

Shen Qingqiu's eye twitched involuntarily. Of course, the System would choose this exact moment to issue such an outrageous mission. Engage in intimate relations? Was it not enough that he had navigated countless death flags and plot holes? Now he was being coerced into... He couldn't even complete the thought without his face heating up. The candle flames flicker and dance on the walls, casting shadows that seem to mock his discomfort.