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

Lin Mo's head was buzzing.

Well, He Zhe cried and begged to marry him more than ten years ago, is this girl serious?

Looking at the face in front of him, which was full of innocence and stubbornness, Lin Mo felt a headache coming on.

That little girl who used to cry at the drop of a hat has grown up so much.

They've grown up, and they've become more difficult to deal with.

"Man'er, listen to me."

Lin Mo sighed, but decided to reason with her anyway.

Things are different now.

"What's the difference?"

Xia Man'er tilted her head, her face full of confusion.

"I am now a traitor to the imperial court, and your father is a prince of the imperial court. We are enemies, understand?"

"It's like the kind of relationship you see in comic books, where you'd fight to the death the moment you met."

"oh--"

Xia Man'er nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

"and then?"

"Then……"

Looking at her indifferent expression, Lin Mo felt like he was talking to a brick wall.

He had no choice but to unleash his ultimate move.

"And then, I was already married."

"Moreover... there's more than one wife; including those who aren't yet married, there are probably more than a dozen."

The air fell silent instantly.

Xia Man'er's originally bright eyes slowly, slowly widened, and her small mouth opened into a round "O" shape.

However, the expected outburst of anger and crying did not materialize.

Xia Man'er stood there stunned for a good ten seconds.

then……

She suddenly buried her head in Lin Mo's arms again, nuzzling around and making muffled sounds of admiration.

"Wow!! More than a dozen!? As expected of my brother Lin Mo! He's amazing!"

Lin Mo: "???"

Is something wrong with this girl's brain?

"My father always said that only capable men can have three wives and four concubines!"

"My Lin Mo brother has more than ten of them! He's really amazing!"

Xia Man'er tilted her little face up, looking proud, as if she didn't consider herself an outsider at all.

Then, as if she had thought of something, she clenched her little fist and announced with high spirits.

"Don't worry, Brother Lin Mo! After we get married, I'll definitely be the strongest fighter among all your wives!"

As she spoke, she clenched her pink little fist and waved it at the air.

Lin Mo completely gave up on communication.

This girl's brain is probably a single-core processor, and it only processes information related to "Brother Lin Mo".

"Alright, alright! Stop talking nonsense!"

Xia Man'er seemed to have said everything she needed to say, and with a flip, she jumped off Lin Mo.

She dusted off her hands, then bent down, grabbed Lin Mo's arm, and easily pulled him up from the ground.

That overwhelming force confirmed to Lin Mo once again that this girl was no ordinary person.

"Let's go! Let's go to the wedding ceremony and consummate the marriage right now! I can't wait!"

Xia Man'er grabbed Lin Mo's hand and started to walk out of the alley.

The way she looked so excited didn't seem like she was pulling a groom along; it was more like a mountain bandit had snatched his wife.

Lin Mo stumbled as she pulled him, feeling utterly helpless.

However, the two had not yet left the alley.

"stop!"

A furious shout rang out at the alley entrance.

Seven or eight veterans dressed in the standard armor of the Hanshan Army, holding long spears, instantly blocked the alley entrance.

They were a patrol team from the neighborhood, and they rushed over after hearing the maid Xiao Tao's scream.

The leader of the squad immediately spotted his city lord, who was being grabbed by the arm by a strange girl dressed in southern Xinjiang clothing, in a bizarre manner.

He was instantly filled with rage.

"You audacious vixen! How dare you harass our Commander Lin in broad daylight!"

"Release our lord!"

Several veterans immediately surrounded her, pointing their spears at Xia Man'er, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Xia Man'er, who was being scolded, didn't even raise an eyebrow.

She released Lin Mo's arm, put her hands on her hips, and proudly puffed out her chest.

With a glare of his bright eyes, he exuded an aura even stronger than those battle-hardened veterans.

"How dare you! Open your eyes and see clearly!"

"I, Xia Man'er! I am your General Lin's betrothed since childhood! Your future mistress! Get over here and kowtow to me!"

The principal wife?

The lord's betrothed wife from childhood?

The atmosphere in the alleyway froze for a moment.

The battle-hardened veterans of the Mountain-Shaking Army looked at each other, completely dumbfounded.

The team leader, an old man with a full beard, had his brows furrowed into a deep frown.

He looked Xia Man'er up and down carefully. This little girl was really beautiful, like a person in a painting.

But that's a huge exaggeration.

Who is their Commander Lin? He's a strategist of unparalleled wisdom, a god-like figure! And this girl comes up here claiming to be the mistress of the house?

"Ahem, young lady... you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."

An older veteran approached, speaking in a fairly polite tone.

"Exactly!" a young soldier nearby immediately chimed in, "Our Marshal Lin is a man of integrity, how could he possibly be out there..."

Before he could finish speaking, the team leader slapped him on the back of the head.

"Shut up! You don't know anything!"

The team leader gathered his men together and they began to whisper among themselves.

"Boss, what's going on?"

"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?!"

The team leader was cursing, but his eyes kept glancing at Lin Mo out of the corner of his eye.

"But...look at Lin Shuai's expression, doesn't he seem a little guilty?"

"It's more than just feeling guilty! Look at him, he's not even refuting it!"

An old soldier had an expression that said, "I've seen it all."

"Look at that girl, so fair-skinned and delicate, she looks like an angel, clearly not from an ordinary family. Our commander has a thing for her!"

"That makes sense!"

Another veteran stroked his chin, seemingly lost in thought.

"I heard that our Marshal Lin was a notorious troublemaker in Beijing back in the day."

"Maybe it really is a romantic debt from when we were kids, and the girl actually took it seriously and came all the way to our door!"

"And look, that girl is dressed in southern Xinjiang attire and even claims her surname is Xia... Hiss! Could she really be the only daughter of the Miao King!?"

Upon hearing this, several people gasped in unison.

Good guy!

My lord, you've not only abducted that young girl, you've practically reserved her for the position of the prince's future son-in-law!

As Lin Mo listened to those old guys muttering amongst themselves, their words becoming increasingly absurd, the veins on his forehead throbbed one after another.

"Shut up, all of you!"

Lin Mo roared.

Several veterans shrank their necks and stood up straight instantly, their eyes fixed straight ahead, as if nothing had just happened.

"Um, Man'er... let's talk this out. Let go of my hand first."

Lin Mo rubbed his throbbing temples, feeling his aloof persona crumbling inch by inch.

Xia Man'er hugged his arm even tighter, turned her head and glared angrily at the old soldiers.

"You don't believe me?"

The team leader retorted, "Girl, it's not that we don't believe you, but... everything needs evidence, right?"

"evidence?"

Xia Man'er pouted, let go of Lin Mo, and began to grope herself.

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat. Was he really going to pull out some kind of token?

Is it the slingshot I gave her when she was little?

Is it still that... little bellyband?

No, no, no, it won’t.

That kind of thing... shouldn't have been left until now, right?