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

The rain outside gradually stopped.

The dark clouds dispersed, and a magnificent rainbow appeared on the horizon.

Sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone on the wet flagstones in the courtyard, giving them a golden sheen.

Lin Mo and Yu Ji arrived at the center of the courtyard.

"My lord, please be careful in everything you do."

Su Qingyue stood at the entrance of the front hall, with a group of women behind her.

Their eyes followed Lin Mo intently.

His eyes held worry, unease, and deep anticipation.

"Don't worry, I'll be right back. Just stay home and wait patiently."

Lin Mo waved to the women, a confident smile playing on his lips.

"Let's go."

He turned to look at Yu Ji beside him.

Yu Ji understood immediately.

Lin Mo's body suddenly erupted with dark golden chaotic true essence.

boom!

A surge of air erupted, and Lin Mo transformed into a dazzling golden light, soaring into the sky!

Yu Ji nodded slightly to the women and smiled charmingly.

Then, lightly touch the bluestone slab with your toes.

Ding-dong.

With the crisp sound of golden bells, Yu Ji transformed into a purple rainbow, following the golden light.

Suddenly, the courtyard fell into a deathly silence.

The women stared wide-eyed, looking up at the two streaks of light disappearing into the sky.

Jiang Zhiwei's medicine box fell to the ground with a thud.

"My...my husband...has flown away?"

She stammered out a few words, her eyes wide open.

Bai Zhi swallowed hard and reached out to pinch Gu Meng'er's cheek.

"Ouch...it hurts!" Gu Meng'er covered her face.

"No, it's not a dream?" Bai Zhi murmured to herself.

A deep sense of shock also flashed in Liu Yiyi's eyes.

She initially thought Lin Mo was lying.

did not expect……

Is it true?

Does such divine ability to fly and disappear into the earth truly exist in this world?

……

Outside Heishui Pass.

North bank of the Luo River.

An army of 1.2 million completely cut off all routes from the north to the south.

Three hundred thousand heavily armored infantrymen stood at the forefront, their shields forming an iron wall ten miles long.

Five hundred thousand light cavalrymen were positioned on both flanks, their horses snorting and hooves pawing the muddy ground.

Four hundred thousand logistics personnel and archers set up camps stretching for eighty miles in the rear.

As far as the eye can see, the horizon is completely filled with a dense mass of people and banners.

In comparison, Heishui Pass, faced with this torrent of steel, is like a matchbox that could be crushed at any moment.

The pitiful garrison on the city wall wasn't even enough to fill the teeth of this million-strong army.

The army is right in the center.

A bright yellow tent, covering half an acre, rose from the ground.

The tent was covered with thick Persian carpets, and precious animal-shaped charcoal burned in the four corners.

Xia Jie lay on a large, soft couch made of golden nanmu wood, his face pale and his eyes sunken.

His once handsome face now exuded an aura of impending death.

A beautiful maidservant dressed in revealing clothing was kneeling in front of the bed.

"Your Highness, it's time to take your medicine."

The maid was holding a bowl of dark, murky medicine and was gently stirring it with a white porcelain spoon.

The maid crawled two steps on her knees and approached the soft couch.

She leaned forward and offered a soup spoon with her wrist.

This posture instantly left the already extremely low neckline defenseless.

Two plump mounds of white flesh were squeezed together, and the deep cleavage was displayed without reservation before Xia Jie's eyes.

Xia Jie stared at the expanse of white, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

Those scenes of passionate lovemaking involuntarily flashed through my mind.

A surge of heat rose in my heart, and a ball of evil fire ignited in my lower abdomen.

He instinctively looked down at his lower body, which was covered by a brocade quilt.

The brocade quilt was perfectly smooth.

There was no sign of any bulge.

Xia Jie refused to believe it and reached into the blankets to grab a handful.

Soft.

Like a dead caterpillar, it lay limp and lifeless, offering no response to its master's calls.

The veins on Xia Jie's temples throbbed.

"Your Highness?"

Seeing that Xia Jie was slow to speak, the maid pushed the soup spoon forward a little more, almost spilling the medicine onto the brocade quilt.

Snapped!

Xia Jie suddenly raised his hand and slapped the maid across the face.

"roll!"

The celadon medicine bowl flew out of his hand, smashed against a wooden pole of the tent, and shattered into pieces.

The scalding black medicine splashed all over the maid, causing her to scream in agony.

"This servant deserves to die! This servant deserves to die!"

Ignoring the redness and swelling on her face and the burns on her body, the maid knelt on the ground and kowtowed frantically, her forehead hitting the carpet with a dull thud.

"Get out! All of you, get out of here!"

Xia Jie grabbed the jade pillow from the bed and slammed it hard against the tent flap.

The dozen or so eunuchs and maids serving inside the tent were so frightened that they scrambled out of the tent.

The tent fell into a deathly silence.

Xia Jie was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently.

damn it.

Fuck!

It's been half a month.

It's been a full two weeks!

Xia Jie gripped the brocade quilt beneath him tightly, his teeth grinding together.

The scene from the Temple of Longevity resurfaced in his mind.

That demonic nun wearing a blue Taoist robe and with a pair of purple fox eyes.

He only remembered a flash of purple light, then everything went black and he knew nothing more.

When he regained consciousness, he was already lying on the dragon bed in the palace.

Wei Zhong knelt by the bed, wailing and lamenting, while a group of old men from the Imperial Medical Academy surrounded him, taking his pulse.

The diagnoses were remarkably consistent: the vital energy was depleted, and the foundation was completely destroyed.

To put it bluntly, his life is completely ruined.

I can no longer be a man.

Xia Jie went mad at that moment.

He dragged the head of the Imperial Medical Academy out and beheaded him.

Over the next two weeks, he took more than 300 doses of potent aphrodisiacs.

I tried every folk remedy I could find: deer blood, tiger penis, seal kidney.

The quack doctor killed twenty-seven people.

But his thing was determined to go on strike, showing no sign of lifting a finger.

"You vile bitch! You damned Taoist nun!"

Xia Jie slammed his fist on the edge of the bed, breaking his knuckles and drawing blood.

"Don't let me see you again! If I do, I'll tear you to pieces and throw you into the army camp as a reward for the troops!"

Xia Jie grew angrier the more he thought about it, and the flames of his impotent rage almost burned his reason to ashes.

He suddenly threw off the covers and jumped out of bed barefoot.

He grabbed the blue and white porcelain vase from the rosewood shelf next to him.

Raise it high.

It slammed hard onto the ground.

Clang!

The priceless antique was instantly reduced to pieces.

Just then, the tent flap was lifted.

Wei Zhong hunched over and shuffled into the tent like an old turtle.

He had just stepped in when he heard the sound of the vase shattering.

Wei Zhong paused, his foot stepping on a shard of broken porcelain, making a faint crunching sound.

He swallowed hard and bent even lower, his head almost touching his knees.

"Your Highness, please calm your anger and take care of your health."

Wei Zhong carefully walked around the shards scattered on the ground, moved to a spot three steps away from Xia Jie, and knelt down with a thud.

Xia Jie, panting heavily, stared at Wei Zhong with bloodshot eyes.

"How's it going outside?"

Wei Zhong swallowed hard and quickly reported.

"Your Highness, the 1.2 million-strong army has completed its encampment."

"The generals and commanders of the Imperial Guards are all waiting outside the central command tent, requesting Your Highness's instructions for the next course of action. Should we attack the city directly, or send envoys to challenge them first?"

"What kind of nonsense is this!"

Xia Jie kicked away a shard of porcelain that was at his feet.

"Send the order: rest for three hours! After three hours, heavy infantry will fill the river, with catapults providing cover, and launch a direct assault on Blackwater Pass!"

"I will flatten the Northern Border as quickly as possible! I'll twist that scumbag Lin Mo's head off and use it as a chamber pot!"