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

Upon hearing this, the women's gazes shifted to Lin Mo once again.

Especially that unsightly pillow.

Qin Ruxue turned and left with a cold expression, her steps quick and swift.

Liu Yiyi didn't leave in a hurry. When she passed by Lin Mo, she leaned close to his ear and whispered very softly.

"Husband, I'll make you tiger penis soup tonight, so you can save your energy."

After saying that, he left, his footsteps rippled.

The other women had different thoughts.

Some lowered their heads and hurried away, while others dawdled, turning back every few steps.

After all, they came over in the middle of the night, all of them disheveled and without any makeup on their faces.

My husband finally woke up, and he displayed such amazing "vitality".

She needs to go back and groom herself properly, presenting her best self to win favor.

Soon, only Lin Mo and the "silkworm" on the bed remained in the bedroom.

Lin Mo let out a long breath.

This chaotic scene... at least we managed to get through it.

He turned around and walked to the bedside.

He gave her a light pat on her pert, rounded breasts, which were wrapped in the blanket.

"Snapped!"

"Hmm!"

Xia Man'er trembled, poked her head out from under the covers, and grinned foolishly at him with a flushed face.

"Hehehe..."

A pair of cute little tiger teeth, white and shiny.

"Hurry up and get dressed, we'll go have breakfast soon."

Lin Mo rubbed her head.

After a whole night of fussing, all he wants to do now is get dressed and eat.

however.

Xia Man'er's eyes rolled around, past his face, past his chest, and fixed their gaze precisely on the pillow.

That look in her eyes... something's not right.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Mo instinctively took a step back and covered himself with the pillow.

"No rush, Brother Lin Mo!"

Xia Man'er leaped up from under the brocade quilt, her smooth, jade-like body leaving a breathtaking white trail in the air.

She pounced on him so fast.

Lin Mo didn't even have time to react.

He felt a sudden tightening on his wrist, as a small hand gripped it tightly.

Innate superhuman strength activated!

Lin Mo stumbled, and was pulled back onto the soft bed by the brute force.

Holy crap!

"What are you doing!"

Lin Mo was about to struggle.

Xia Man'er pounced on him and straddled his waist steadily.

"Brother Lin Mo, breakfast won't be ready for a while..."

Xia Man'er bent down, her long hair falling loose, and scratched his cheek.

"Why don't we... consummate our marriage one more time now!"

Lin Mo's eye twitched violently.

Again?!

Is this girl a portable power bank?

"Stop it! I'm really hungry—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

*Splat*

The pillow fell to the ground.

The air froze instantly.

"Wuhu!"

Xia Man'er's eyes lit up, and she excitedly waved her little fist.

"Little stick, it's standing up again!"

Lin Mo's vision went black.

"Grandma! I really—uh!"

Xia Man'er covered his mouth with a kiss.

……

One hour later.

The kitchen of Zhenbei Prefecture.

Lin Mo supported his lower back and stepped unsteadily across the threshold.

He finally got dressed.

A brand new black robe, with a dark-patterned leather belt tied around the waist.

No matter how smartly dressed he was, he couldn't hide the fact that he was walking unsteadily and trembling as he climbed the stairs.

Around the round table, a whole circle of beautiful women sat.

Su Qingyue sat next to the main seat, with a bowl of congee and several plates of delicate side dishes in front of her, and was slowly sipping her drink.

Qin Ruxue sat upright, her chopsticks neatly arranged, her table manners impeccable.

Liu Yiyi held a cup of floral tea in her hand, casually blowing on the steam.

Gu Ling'er was holding a meat bun bigger than her face, her cheeks bulging out.

Upon seeing Lin Mo enter, she made a muffled shout.

"Lin Mo! You're too slow! I've almost finished all the steamed buns!"

"Why?"

Gu Ling'er chewed on a steamed bun, tilting her head to stare at Lin Mo.

"Why are you walking so lightly? Did you hurt your leg?"

All the chopsticks on the table paused for a moment.

Qin Ruxue silently ate her rice, her ears turning red.

Liu Yiyi almost spat out her flower tea and quickly covered her mouth with her sleeve.

"no."

Lin Mo remained expressionless, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

"I slept for seven days, and my legs are numb."

"oh--"

Gu Ling'er believed it and continued eating her steamed bun.

Xia Man'er, who ran in following Lin Mo, was radiant and full of energy.

She plopped down next to Lin Mo, grabbed a big, oily chicken leg, and started gnawing on it.

She was so tired just now, and she's really hungry.

Liu Yiyi picked up a piece of stir-fried pork kidney and placed it in Lin Mo's bowl.

"Husband, eat more of this to nourish yourself."

Qin Ruxue snorted and pushed a plate of green vegetables over.

Why eat something so greasy so early in the morning? Eat some vegetables.

"Come, come, my husband, try this braised pork knuckle. I had the kitchen stew it all morning!"

Fengniang reached out her chopsticks from the opposite side.

"My lord, this bowl of white fungus soup is what I made..."

Gu Meng'er blushed and carefully brought it over.

Within three seconds, the bowls and plates in front of Lin Mo piled up into a small mountain.

He picked up a bowl of bone broth and gulped down half of it.

After drinking the hot soup, I finally came back to life.

Gu Ling'er looked at the "mountain of food" in front of Lin Mo, and then at the lonely half-eaten bun in her hand.

"Why not! I want pork kidneys too!"

"You don't need to take care of your back."

Liu Yiyi retorted with a smile.

"Why wouldn't I need him! I slept with him all night the day before yesterday, I'm exhausted!"

You only slept one night.

Xia Man'er gnawed on a chicken leg without even looking up.

There was a two-second silence at the table after he said that.

Gu Ling'er almost dropped the bun in her mouth.

Her big, bright eyes darted back and forth between Lin Mo and Xia Man'er several times, her mind racing.

"etc……"

"You brat, what exactly did you do to Lin Mo last night?"

"The wedding night."

Xia Man'er answered as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Gu Ling'er dropped her steamed bun.

"What?! You two are already in your wedding night?! Why should I?! I want some too—"

"Have a meal!"

Qin Ruxue slammed her hand on the table.

The bowls and plates shook three times.

The entire table fell silent instantly.

Even Xia Man'er shrank her neck and obediently lowered her head to gnaw on her chicken leg.

Qin Ruxue's chest heaved twice, and she picked up her teacup and took a big gulp.

Su Qingyue put down her bowl of porridge, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and smiled at Lin Mo.

The smile was gentle, but Lin Mo always felt that there was something hidden inside.

"My husband, it's good that you're awake."

"There's a lot of stuff piling up at home. Let's take care of it after dinner."

These words were spoken politely, but Lin Mo understood the subtext perfectly—

Stop messing around in the backyard, get down to business.

He nodded sheepishly.

The meal was enjoyed in great enthusiasm.

Chopsticks clashed, plates flew everywhere.

Gu Ling'er and Xia Man'er nearly overturned the plate while fighting over the last piece of braised pork knuckle.

Fengniang was fanning the flames from the side.

Bai Zhi hid in a corner and quietly ate her rice, occasionally stealing a glance at Lin Mo before quickly lowering her head again.

Jiang Zhiwei drank her porridge with a blank expression the whole time, but the bowl of porridge in front of her hadn't been emptied even after half an hour.

Chu Mengyao and Liu Yiyi huddled together, whispering something to each other, their shoulders shaking with laughter.

Lin Mo held the bowl and looked around.

They may argue, they may make a fuss.

But the relief on everyone's faces was impossible to hide.

His seven-day coma terrified everyone.

Now, the dark cloud that had been hanging over Zhenbei Prefecture for so long has finally dissipated completely.

They ate and drank their fill.

The women dispersed in twos and threes.

Those who should manage accounts should manage accounts, and those who should practice martial arts should practice martial arts.

Gu Ling'er dragged Gu Meng'er to see her newly developed "Thunderbolt".

Xia Man'er let out a burp, rubbed her stomach, and staggered back—her legs were weak.

The dining hall fell silent.

Lin Mo wiped his mouth and put down the handkerchief.

"Ru Xue, stay here for a moment."

Qin Ruxue paused as she reached the door.

She turned around, walked back to the table, pulled out a chair, and sat down.