Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Deep within Dingbei Prefecture lies an extremely secluded and elegant courtyard.

It is named "Qingya Residence".

The courtyard is planted with a few green bamboos and a cluster of orchids, exuding a refined and scholarly atmosphere.

Qin Ruxue led Lin Mo quickly to a study.

Even before you get close, you can smell a faint scent of ink wafting out.

Qin Ruxue stopped in her tracks and, instead of pushing the door open, gently knocked on it.

"Sixth Sister, are you there?"

After a few moments, a woman's soft response came from inside the door.

"Second Sister? Please come in."

That voice was gentle and soft, like the water of Jiangnan, and it calmed the mind as soon as you heard it.

Qin Ruxue pushed open the door and led Lin Mo inside.

The furnishings in the study were very simple.

A desk, a few rows of bookshelves, and nothing else.

A woman dressed in a plain-colored long dress sat at her desk.

She was writing with her head down, her long, black hair tied up with a simple wooden hairpin, and a few strands of hair falling beside her fair cheeks.

Upon seeing the person who had arrived, she slowly raised her head.

Her elegant and beautiful face, without any makeup, was more captivating than many women who wore heavy makeup.

Her eyebrows resembled distant mountains, and her eyes were like autumn waters.

However, there was always a lingering melancholy in her clear eyes, which made her appear reserved and fragile, evoking a sense of pity.

Upon seeing Qin Ruxue, a faint smile appeared on her face.

"Second sister, what brings you here?"

Immediately, the woman's gaze fell on Lin Mo behind Qin Ruxue, and she was slightly taken aback, a hint of unease and panic flashing in her eyes.

She subconsciously lowered her eyes and gave a slight curtsy.

"I have met...my husband."

Lin Mo was somewhat surprised.

Sixth Sister-in-law was the first person to proactively call her husband.

Su Qingyue and Qin Ruxue would only call out shyly when they were either pushed to the limit or when they were flirting.

But this sixth sister-in-law, Shen Qinghe, who seemed more shy than anyone else and whom he had only met a few times, just called out to her so naturally.

interesting.

Lin Mo clicked his tongue in amazement and couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

Shen Qinghe was indeed a completely different type from the other ladies in the mansion.

She lacked Su Qingyue's gentle maternal nature, Qin Ruxue's heroic and fiery spirit, and Liu Yiyi's innate charm.

She is like the daffodil in this study.

Quiet, elegant, with a scholarly air that seems untouched by worldly concerns.

She wore a plain-colored long dress that hugged her slender figure, her waist so thin it looked like it could be encircled by a single hand.

Her face was delicate and beautiful, and her skin was as white as the finest mutton fat jade, with no visible pores.

Especially her eyes, clear as an autumn lake, yet always concealing an unyielding melancholy, making one feel pity for her and want to hold her in one's arms and cherish her.

Is this the legendary artistic goddess style?

She is still a beautiful woman with a broken heart.

Lin Mo muttered to himself.

However, now is not the time to think about these things.

He and Qin Ruxue exchanged a glance and got straight to the point.

"Sixth Sister, the situation is urgent, so I won't beat around the bush."

Qin Ruxue, being straightforward, spoke first, quickly recounting how the spy had committed suicide and the plan had been interrupted.

Shen Qinghe listened quietly. When she heard the words "capital assassin" and "committing suicide by biting poison," her small hand holding the brush visibly trembled, and her fair face instantly lost its color.

She spent most of her time in this small courtyard, her world consisting only of writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones; she had never encountered anything so bloody and cruel.

Seeing Shen Qinghe's panicked eyes, Lin Mo's voice softened considerably.

"Sixth Sister-in-law, don't be afraid."

"This isn't asking you to kill or commit arson, it's just asking you to write a letter."

"A letter that can keep us all alive."

Shen Qinghe understood Lin Mo's words.

Understanding doesn't mean you're not afraid.

"I……"

Shen Qinghe's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible.

"I can indeed... imitate some handwriting, but those are all poems and articles..."

"I've never touched such a confidential letter... one that concerns life and death..."

As she spoke, the fear in her eyes deepened.

"What if the imitation isn't convincing enough, and the people in the capital spot the flaws..."

"Wouldn't that...wouldn't that make them arrive even faster? Wouldn't that actually harm everyone?"

These words, though spoken softly and gently, are full of truth.

It wasn't that she was unwilling; she was afraid that if she messed things up, she would harm everyone.

Qin Ruxue, standing to the side, was extremely anxious.

"Sixth Sister, there's no time to think about 'what ifs' right now!"

"Only you can help us now!"

Qin Ruxue's voice was already loud, and now that she was anxious, it startled Shen Qinghe so much that she shrank her shoulders and her face turned even paler.

Lin Mo sighed inwardly.

Second wife, you're making things worse.

This approach simply won't work on this kind of artsy, broken-feeling beauty.

If the other party is indecisive, you should be direct and straightforward.

So Lin Mo stopped wasting words.

Under the astonished gazes of Shen Qinghe and Qin Ruxue, Lin Mo stepped forward.

Then he grabbed her cold little hand.

"!"

Shen Qinghe's body trembled violently.

Like an electric shock.

She instinctively tried to pull her hand back.

But Lin Mo's hand was held tightly, not allowing her to break free at all.

"How do you know it won't work if you haven't even tried?"

Lin Mo's voice was deep and powerful, carrying an undeniable authority.

"Come with me."

After saying that, he took Shen Qinghe's hand and turned to walk outside.

Shen Qinghe was pulled along by him, staggering behind him, her heart pounding wildly, her mind blank.

"I'll go with you!"

Upon seeing this, Qin Ruxue immediately tried to follow.

Lin Mo shook his head.

"My lady, you must stay."

"The manor has just experienced a bloody battle, and morale is low. We need you to take charge."

"Besides, no one can guarantee that there aren't other enemies lurking in the shadows."

Qin Ruxue paused in her steps.

She knew that what Lin Mo said was true.

So all he could do was stomp his foot and reluctantly agree, "Then... be careful in everything!"

Lin Mo nodded, took Shen Qinghe's hand, and quickly left Qingya Residence.

The courtyard door closed behind them, blocking Qin Ruxue's anxious gaze.

The sound of two people's hurried footsteps echoed in the long corridor.

This was the first time Shen Qinghe had ever held hands so intimately with a man.

As I walked through the corridor, I heard the gentle breeze rustling through the bamboo grove and the thunderous pounding of my own heart.

His hands are so big and warm.

He walked so fast that I almost had to jog to keep up.

She secretly raised her eyes and quickly glanced at the man half a step in front of her.

A faint, unique scent wafted from his body to my nose.

The whole world seemed unreal.

Shen Qinghe could only feel her heart beating faster and faster, and the heat from her palms that made her cheeks burn.