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

"Am I right, my husband?"

Su Qingyue looked at Lin Mo with a smile.

Lin Mo nodded.

"Of course, since she's my woman, she shouldn't be wronged."

These words eased the tension considerably.

Su Qingyue looked around at the women and continued earnestly.

"Now that we all serve the same man, we are family. Why distinguish between high and low, noble and lowly?"

"My husband is already exhausted from handling state affairs. As his concubines, we can't offer much help, but we absolutely cannot allow trouble to break out in our own quarters. If we fight amongst ourselves, it will only make us a laughingstock to the world and damage my husband's dignity."

"I'm sure the younger sisters understand the principle of shared prosperity."

Qin Ruxue took a deep breath and stepped forward.

"Big sister is right. I acted impulsively just now, and I will never do it again."

Xia Man'er also shrank back and admitted her mistake.

"Big sister, I was wrong. I will never kick stones randomly again."

opposite.

Looking at Su Qingyue, Mu Wanrong felt a storm raging within her.

She had assumed that Lin Mo's wives were just a group of ordinary women who dared to be arrogant because they had known each other for a long time.

But now it seems that this First Madam, Su Qingyue, is the one who truly hides her true abilities.

This magnanimity and consideration for the big picture was something she herself admired even when she was Empress Dowager.

What's more, she's carrying Lin Mo's child.

Mu Wanrong was an extremely intelligent woman. She immediately realized who was the person in the harem she absolutely could not offend.

"Madam's admonition is absolutely correct."

Mu Wanrong took a deep breath, then suddenly bent her knees and knelt respectfully before Su Qingyue.

"It was my sisters who became arrogant and spoiled, almost causing a terrible mistake. Thank you for reminding me, Madam. My sisters know they were wrong."

Mu Wanrong's kneeling signified the complete abandonment of her former empress dowager pride, and her heartfelt acceptance of Su Qingyue as the empress dowager.

Seeing this, Xia Qinghan felt a little awkward, but she knew that Su Qingyue's words made perfect sense.

She bit her lip and followed suit with a curtsy.

"Those who are poor and humble know their mistakes."

Xia Ruoling followed suit and quickly bowed as well.

"Ruoling also knows she was wrong!"

A major crisis in the harem that was on the verge of erupting was thus effortlessly resolved by Su Qingyue.

Lin Mo stood aside, watching this scene, his love and admiration for Su Qingyue almost overflowing.

With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?

He stepped forward, pulled Su Qingyue into his arms, and lowered his head to plant a deep kiss on her forehead.

"Qingyue, thank you for your hard work," Lin Mo said softly.

Su Qingyue leaned against Lin Mo's chest, a blush rising on her face.

"My lord is too kind. This is all within my duty."

Lin Mo raised his head, his gaze sweeping across the entire room once more.

This time, his eyes no longer held murderous intent; instead, they held the majesty of an emperor.

Now that Su Qingyue has smoothed things over and set the rules,

As the emperor, he had to strike while the iron was hot and definitively establish the status of the harem!

Only when titles and ranks are established and the distinction between superiors and inferiors is clear can the harem truly be stable.

"Get up, all of you," Lin Mo said in a deep voice.

The women all stood up and stood respectfully with their hands at their sides.

Lin Mo held Su Qingyue's hand, his gaze intense.

"Qingyue is right. Without rules, nothing can be accomplished. Now that everyone has entered the palace, the ranks in the harem should be determined."

Lin Mo turned to look at Li Dequan, the chief eunuch, who was standing in the distance.

Li Dequan had been pretending to be dead in the corner, but when he heard Lin Mo calling him, he quickly scrambled over.

"My lord, your servant is here!"

Lin Mo waved his hand, and his dark gold dragon robe billowed in the wind.

"Issue my decree!"

"Tomorrow morning at court, summon all civil and military officials to the Hall of Supreme Harmony!"

"I hereby bestow titles and honors upon the six palaces!"

Upon hearing this, all the women present held their breath.

A grand investiture of the six palaces!

This means that their identities and status in the Great Qian Dynasty will be definitively determined tomorrow!

Who is the Empress? Who is the Imperial Concubine? Who rules the harem?

Mu Wanrong's heart pounded, and Xia Qinghan's gaze became complicated.

A smile appeared on Liu Yiyi's lips.

Su Qingyue simply leaned quietly against Lin Mo's chest, a serene smile on her face, as if all of this had nothing to do with her.

……

The next morning.

As dawn broke, the deep, resonant sound of bells and drums echoed over the capital city.

Nine tolls of the bell resounded throughout the imperial city.

Outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, on the huge white marble plaza, civil and military officials, dressed in brand-new court robes, lined up on both sides according to their rank.

They looked solemn and didn't dare to even breathe loudly.

Today's morning court session is not your average one.

The new Daqian Dynasty has just been established, and His Majesty intends to bestow titles upon the six palaces here!

This is not only a family matter for the emperor, but also a matter of state.

The rank of the concubines directly affects the future structure and direction of the court.

Those powerful families and important officials of the court all pricked up their ears, trying to deduce the new emperor's thoughts from this investiture.

Inside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the fragrance of ambergris rose gently.

Lin Mo, dressed in a dark gold nine-dragon robe and wearing a twelve-tassel crown, sat upright on a pure gold dragon throne.

The terrifying pressure of the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator was contained within his body.

But that imposing imperial aura, though not meant to be angry, still made everyone in the hall feel suffocated.

A red carpet was laid out in the very center of the main hall.

The women of the harem had already taken their places in order.

Standing at the very front were naturally the original wives' group who had followed them all the way from the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion.

Su Qingyue was in the center, with Qin Ruxue and Liu Yiyi on her left and right respectively.

Behind him were Gu Ling'er, Gu Meng'er, Shen Qinghe, Jiang Zhiwei, Xu Wenya, Ye Yunshang, Xia Man'er, and others.

Next came the new batch of immortal cultivation concubines: Mu Wanrong, Xia Qinghan, Xia Ruoling, Xia Youyue, and Lin Yun'er.

As for Night Enchantress

Dressed in a black outfit, she stood like a ghost behind Lin Mo's dragon throne, acting as his personal bodyguard.

"The auspicious time has arrived!"

Chief eunuch Li Dequan held a stack of bright yellow imperial edicts in his hands and shouted loudly in his shrill, hoarse voice.

The hall fell into a deathly silence.

All eyes were focused on the imperial edict in Li Dequan's hand.

Li Dequan took a deep breath, unfolded the topmost imperial edict with its gold trim, and read aloud:

"By the Mandate of Heaven, the Emperor decrees!"

"Madam Su Qingyue is gentle, virtuous, and of noble character. In the past, she managed the internal affairs of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, ensuring stability at home. Now pregnant, she bears the imperial heir, her efforts and contributions immense. She is truly a model for women throughout the land!"

"He is hereby specially conferred the title of Empress of the Great Qian Dynasty! He is granted residence in the Kunning Palace, to rule over the six palaces, and to be the mother of the nation!"

"So be it!"

The words fell.

Su Qingyue wore a nine-tailed phoenix crown and a bright yellow robe with a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix. Her pregnant belly was slightly protruding, and her steps were steady. Her aura of maternal authority was natural and undeniable.

She slowly stepped forward and, under the gaze of everyone, gracefully knelt down.

"Your Majesty, I, Su Qingyue, kowtow to express my gratitude for Your Majesty's boundless grace. Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

Lin Mo sat on the dragon throne, looking down at the woman who had accompanied him from humble beginnings to his current position, his eyes filled with tenderness.

He didn't put on any airs of an emperor; he stood up, walked down the nine steps, and personally helped Su Qingyue up.

"Qingyue, from now on, the harem is in your hands." Lin Mo held her hand and said softly.

"Don't worry, my husband," Su Qingyue said with a gentle smile.

"Your Majesty, we humbly pay our respects! May Your Majesty live a thousand years!"

Inside and outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, civil and military officials knelt down in unison, shouting "Long live the Emperor!"