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

As the sun sets, the glazed tiles of the imperial palace are bathed in a golden-red hue.

Lin Mo walked with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger, heading straight for the inner palace.

Li Dequan followed closely behind.

The old eunuch held a sandalwood brocade box in his hands, opened his mouth several times, and then swallowed back what he was saying.

Lin Mo stopped and turned around.

"What are you holding back?"

He glanced at Li Dequan.

"Speak your mind."

Li Dequan's legs went weak, and he knelt down on the bluestone slab with a thud.

He held the brocade box above his head with both hands, his head touching the ground.

"This old servant has failed in his duty; please punish me, Your Majesty!"

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow.

"Did you botch the job?"

Li Dequan kowtowed repeatedly.

"Your Majesty, this old servant was ordered to deliver the elixir. After Consort Yun took it, she was radiant and wept with joy. The Empress Dowager was even more excited and asked this old servant whether Your Majesty would still be going to Fengyi Palace tonight..."

Lin Mo interrupted him.

Get to the point.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Li Dequan swallowed.

"But when this servant arrived at Shuanghua Palace, the Ninth Princess, upon learning that the elixir was a gift from His Majesty, immediately ordered this old servant to get out before I could even explain its wondrous uses..."

Li Dequan's voice grew softer and softer as he spoke.

Lin Mo looked at the last pink pill remaining in the brocade box.

This little wild horse.

She has a rather stubborn temper.

After being tormented so badly at Fengyi Palace yesterday, she still dares to act out today.

It seems it wasn't fed enough.

Lin Mo took the brocade box and snapped it shut.

"Alright, get up."

Lin Mo stuffed the brocade box into his sleeve pocket.

"Go to Shuanghua Palace, I will feed her myself."

Li Dequan felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and quickly got up from the ground, brushing the dust off his knees.

"Yes, Your Majesty! I will lead the way!"

……

The sun gradually set.

Li Dequan led Lin Mo through the vast inner palace, turning left and right.

Along the way, the patrolling imperial guards all knelt down in a rush.

Lin Mo's mind was filled with thoughts of how to train that wild little horse.

Soon, the two arrived at a secluded palace.

Shuanghua Palace.

This name does suit Xia Qinghan's cold and aloof personality quite well.

Li Dequan stopped and, in his hoarse voice, began to give the report.

"His Majesty has arrived..."

"Shut up."

Lin Mo raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Have everyone stand back. No one is allowed to approach without my decree."

"Your servant obeys the decree."

Li Dequan quickly gestured and, with his entourage, swiftly withdrew from Shuanghua Palace.

Lin Mo stepped up the stairs and pushed open the courtyard gate.

When the two maids carrying water basins saw Lin Mo, they were so frightened that they dropped the basins on the ground.

Clang.

Water splashed everywhere.

"This servant greets you..."

Lin Mo raised his hand, making a shushing gesture.

The two maids covered their mouths tightly and knelt on the ground.

Lin Mo waved his hand.

The maidservant quickly left the courtyard.

Lin Mo followed the corridor to the entrance of Xia Qinghan's bedroom.

The door wasn't closed properly; there was a crack.

However, just as he was about to push the door open, a soft voice came from inside.

"Oh dear, Ninth Sister, just have one bite. You haven't eaten all day, how can your body take it?"

The voice was clear and crisp, radiating youthful energy.

Lin Mo withdrew his hand.

Ninth Sister?

Xia Qinghan is the Ninth Princess, and this person calls her Ninth Sister. Could she be one of the princesses of the Great Xia Dynasty?

Lin Mo peeked through the crack in the door.

In the sleeping hall.

A round mahogany table was laden with a dazzling array of exquisite pastries and imperial dishes.

A woman dressed in a pale yellow silk skirt, carrying a plate of pastries, was pacing anxiously around the bed.

The woman looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old.

She has a slender figure and exudes a pure, budding charm.

Especially those eyes, so bright and lively.

Even when pacing anxiously, those eyes seem to speak volumes, revealing a clear and endearing naivety.

The system panel pops up automatically.

Name: Xia Ruoling

[Identity: Seventh Princess of the Great Xia Dynasty]

Appearance rating: 96

[Talent: Clarity of Sword Heart (Not Activated)]

[Conquest Rewards: Top-tier Sword Technique x1, Forty Years of Cultivation Power, Top-Grade Marrow Cleansing Pill x5]

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow.

Good guy.

The genes of the Great Xia royal family are indeed excellent; any princess you pick out is a gem.

Moreover, the reward is forty years of cultivation and a top-tier sword formation.

Lin Mo touched his chin.

I should visit this harem more often in the future.

In the sleeping hall.

Xia Ruoling carried the plate to the bedside.

"Ninth Sister, this is your favorite plum blossom cake. It was just made by the Imperial Kitchen and it's still warm."

on the bed.

Xia Qinghan was wrapped in a plain white brocade quilt and curled up at the innermost part of the bed.

Xia Ruoling stood with her back to the bed, her eyes red from crying.

"Seventh Sister, you can take it, I'm not hungry."

Xia Ruoling put down the plate and sat on the edge of the bed.

She reached out to pull Xia Qinghan's blanket.

"You said you weren't hungry. Ever since you came back from Fengyi Palace yesterday, you've been completely distracted."

"He didn't eat or drink anything, and just lay in bed all day."

Xia Ruoling pouted.

"You're going to drive me crazy!"

Xia Qinghan gripped the corner of the blanket tightly.

"Seventh Sister, don't worry about me, just leave me alone."

Xia Ruoling sighed.

The small hand gently patted Xia Qinghan's back.

"Oh, Ninth Sister, try to think more positively."

Xia Ruoling lowered her voice.

"It's just that Lin Mo...did it on me."

Xia Qinghan's body stiffened abruptly.

Her hands were clenched tightly under the covers.

The scene at Fengyi Palace last night keeps replaying in my mind like a nightmare.

That person forcibly took her.

And in front of so many people, they carried her into the inner hall.

That was the greatest humiliation she had ever suffered in her life!

Seeing that Xia Qinghan didn't speak, Xia Ruoling continued to pat her back.

"It's nothing really."

Xia Ruoling spoke in a relaxed tone.

"Don't we women all have to go through this sooner or later?"

"Didn't Father Emperor often abduct the daughters of those ministers and bring them into the palace?"

"and……"

Xia Ruoling paused for a moment.

Twisting a handkerchief between her hands.

"And that guy...actually...actually..."

Xia Qinghan finally couldn't hold back any longer, abruptly threw off the covers, and turned around.

"Actually what?"

Xia Ruoling shrank her neck back.

"actually……"

A blush rose on Xia Ruoling's cheeks.

"Actually, I think that guy... is quite handsome..."

Lin Mo, standing outside the door, almost burst out laughing.

This little girl.

Good eye.

Xia Qinghan was stunned.

She looked at Xia Ruoling in disbelief.

"Handsome?"

Xia Qinghan's voice suddenly rose in pitch.

"Seventh Sister! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Tears welled up in Xia Qinghan's eyes.

"He killed Third Brother! He destroyed the Great Xia Dynasty! He is our enemy!"

"He treated me like that at Fengyi Palace yesterday!"