I've announced that I'm destined to have many children, and my father has bestowed upon me

The wind blew through the empty palace corridors, stirring up a few fallen leaves and also taking away the last trace of color from his face.

Zhao Chenyu's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

He was completely stunned.

Li Qingcang... just left like that?

That hot-tempered brute who dared to argue with the censor in the imperial court just ignored him like that?

Why?

Didn't the Emperor's decree also damage the reputation of the Li family?

Shouldn't he be just like me, angry, resentful, and trying his best to stop all of this?

An unprecedented sense of panic gripped Zhao Chenyu's heart.

His last hope was shattered.

Do not!

And Father Emperor!

If I can see my father and reason with him, there might still be a chance!

Zhao Chenyu suddenly turned around and rushed towards the Imperial Study like a madman.

"Father! Your son requests an audience with you!"

He rushed to the palace gate, roaring desperately, and even tried to push the heavy gate with his hands.

"Your Highness, please wait."

A high-pitched voice rang out, and the chief eunuch of the Imperial Study, accompanied by two junior eunuchs, appeared before him like ghosts, blocking his path.

"Get out of the way! This prince wants to see my father!"

Zhao Chenyu's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman.

The head eunuch bowed, but his face showed no respect as he simply conveyed the imperial decree in a straightforward manner.

"His Majesty's oral decree."

Zhao Chenyu's movements faltered.

"Go back to your residence and be confined for seven days to reflect on your mistakes. You are not to leave the residence without an imperial edict."

boom!

Go back...?

Confined to the house... for seven days?

Each of these words was like a heavy hammer, slamming down on Zhao Chenyu's skull.

He was completely stunned, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground.

Seven days later, it will be the day that Li Qingluan marries that good-for-nothing.

Father is... using the most direct and ruthless method to sever all his hopes!

"No...why..."

Zhao Chenyu staggered back two steps, looking utterly dejected, muttering to himself.

He couldn't figure it out.

What exactly is it about me that makes me inferior to that good-for-nothing sixteenth brother?

In terms of cultivation, I have already opened up the sea of ​​suffering, the spring of life is flowing, and the bridge of divinity is in sight!

As for Zhao Chen'an, he couldn't even escape the sea of ​​suffering!

In terms of talent and learning, he was well-versed in the classics and history, and his policy essays and articles repeatedly won the praise of the Grand Tutor!

As for Zhao Chen'an, he was a cockfighting enthusiast and dog racing enthusiast, and was completely ignorant and incompetent

Why does Father Emperor favor him so much?

They even went so far as to humiliate General Li, just to force a proud young woman of the Dao Palace Realm to be his concubine!

The head eunuch looked at him and simply lowered his head slightly, saying nothing more.

Zhao Chenyu staggered around and walked out of the palace like a walking corpse.

despair.

Utter despair.

However, just as he was about to step out of the palace gates, a thought flashed through his chaotic mind.

Mother!

Yes, and my mother too!

Consort Shu, his only support!

My father may disregard our father-son relationship, but my mother will always help me!

A new light shone in his lifeless pupils, and he quickened his pace, rushing towards the direction of the harem.

……

Inside the Imperial Study.

Zhao Daoting stood with his hands behind his back.

His stern face remained completely unmoved.

He slowly closed his eyes, and his entire being calmed down.

The next moment, a strange scene unfolded inside his body.

The four pillars of light that had been connecting the four directions of heaven and earth in the Four Extremes Secret Realm, which he had cultivated according to the royal family's techniques on the sea of ​​suffering, were now trembling slightly.

Strands of mysterious and unfathomable golden runes appeared out of thin air in his sea of ​​consciousness, transforming into a vast and boundless scripture.

The Great Dao Heavenly Evolution Scripture!

This is the very Heavenly Grade cultivation technique that Zhao Chen'an just presented!

Having only just begun, Zhao Daoting sensed that the bottleneck that had kept him stuck for ten years was beginning to loosen.

The once indestructible barrier of the Dragon Transformation Realm, under the operation of this scripture, does not seem so unattainable.

"A Heavenly-grade cultivation technique... truly wondrous and boundless."

Zhao Daoting slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, which condensed in the air and did not dissipate, and even faintly had a dragon shape coiling around it.

He could feel that every drop of blood and every bone in his body was undergoing a miraculous transformation.

Breaking through to the Dragon Transformation Realm is just around the corner!

At that time, he will become the first monarch in the Great Zhou Dynasty in hundreds of years to reach the Dragon Transformation Realm!

And the source of all this...

Zhao Daoting's thoughts returned to his good-for-nothing sixteenth son.

To this day, he still can't understand why his son's marriage would bring about such an extraordinary opportunity.

Behind that, there must be an unimaginable, mysterious, and powerful being.

This powerful figure seemed quite interested in his son's marriage.

"That girl Qingluan has a talent for the Dao Palace Realm that far surpasses that of the girls from the Wu family."

A deep smile curved Zhao Daoting's lips.

"Seven days from now, I'll see what kind of surprise you can bring to me and to the Great Zhou."

……

The residence of the Sixteenth Prince.

The bridal chamber was filled with the warmth of spring.

Beneath the brocade quilt, a delicate and shapely body rose and fell slightly, its snow-white skin glowing with an intoxicating pink hue.

Wu Ruoxue's hair was disheveled, covered with fine beads of sweat that clung to her smooth forehead and cheeks.

She lay on her side in Zhao Chen'an's arms, barely able to lift a finger.

"My husband... I... I really can't go on..."

Her voice carried a hint of sobbing, soft yet hoarse, sending shivers down one's spine.

She was originally a cultivator at the Sea of ​​Wheels realm, and her physical strength far exceeded that of ordinary people.

But she couldn't understand how her husband, who couldn't even escape the sea of ​​suffering, could have such terrifying physical strength.

He was like a tireless, savage dragon; with each strike, he left her utterly bewildered and utterly defeated.

Zhao Chen'an looked down at the panting beauty in his arms.

The girl's originally aloof face was now flushed with passion, as beautiful as a peach blossom.

Those eyes, as clear as autumn water, were also veiled with a misty haze, making them exceptionally alluring.

He chuckled mischievously, his fingers lightly tracing the tip of her small, pert nose.

"You can't even hold on that long?"

"Um……"

Wu Ruoxue buried her face in his firm chest and responded with a muffled sound, filled with deep grievance.

Zhao Chen'an leaned close to her ear, his warm breath caressing her sensitive earlobe.

"Then you can't blame me."

Wu Ruoxue was taken aback, not understanding what he meant.

He continued speaking in that chuckled voice.

"Since you can't handle it alone, it's only reasonable for your husband to find you a sister to share the burden, isn't it?"

"After all, you were the one who said you couldn't handle it."

Upon hearing this, Wu Ruoxue blushed immediately.

Then he nodded hurriedly, like a chick pecking at rice.

Zhao Chen'an, still brimming with energy and not yet finished venting, happened to glance at her cherry-like lips.

... (Details omitted; add to bookshelf to expand! Hehe~~)