Legendary Son-in-Law: The Man with Poison Talismans

Seeing his lazy and reluctant appearance, Gu Qingyi rolled her eyes and teased, "You don't want to go, right? Then the task of setting up the camp on the island will be yours."

Without waiting for Lin Mu's rebuttal, she pulled Chunxing up and said, "Come on, let's go for a stroll in the Corpse Demon Cave."

As they talked, the two walked straight toward the cave entrance.

……

Days passed by like this.

As the weather gradually warms up, the sun becomes increasingly intense, and the sea breeze carries the salty heat characteristic of summer. The island has been in the height of summer for some time now.

During this time, five more ships arrived, carrying new supplies and personnel, and the camp expanded once again.

The camp that Lin Mu was in charge of building was finally completed. The site was located next to the Bone Demon Cave, with flat and open terrain, which was easy to defend and easy to retreat. Rows of stone and wooden houses lined up along the bay, and there were pharmacies, shops, and rest stops. It had grown into a proper seaside border town.

A magnificent giant teleportation array stood in the very center of the camp, with intricate lines and flowing spiritual light, using a total of 5 teleportation rings as the array's core.

This effectively connects Crescent Moon Island and Bichon Island, eliminating the need for months of arduous sea voyages to make a round trip.

Lin Mu stood beside the teleportation array, the sea breeze blowing in his face, carrying salt and the dry heat unique to midsummer.

Looking at the campsite he had built with his own hands, he felt a mix of emotions he couldn't quite put into words.

A letter also came from Beech saying that Qin Yumo's due date was approaching, and the Empress was also calculating that it would be around this time as well.

He figured he really should take some time to go back.

Just then, Gu Qingyi walked over slowly, her belly already slightly protruding. She stopped beside him and said softly, "Lin Mu, there's news about Jiang Hetang from Bichon."

Lin Mu turned to look at her, and she continued, "He ran out of random teleportation scrolls and has been hiding everywhere these days, but in the end, our people cornered him in the dark area of ​​Death Valley. He can't escape now."

Lin Mu chuckled, a hint of helplessness in his voice: "That old fox is really troublesome."

He didn't mention Jiang Hetang again, and his gaze returned from the distance to Gu Qingyi's slightly protruding belly...

Years later, in the back garden of Beech Palace, sunlight filtered through the gaps in the sycamore leaves, falling on the bluestone path and breaking into tiny patches of light.

The Empress sat on a stone bench, holding a cup of tea that had gone mostly cold, her gaze fixed on the open space not far away, filled with the laughter of children.

Several teenagers were chasing each other, their robes and skirts fluttering in the wind like a cluster of wildflowers being blown by the wind.

She looked at him for a moment, then turned her gaze to Lin Mu, who was leaning against a pillar in the sun. She frowned slightly and said, "I've already had three children. If you add Qingyi, Chunxing, and Yumo, you have more than a dozen. How come none of them have awakened your Snow Region bloodline yet?"

This wasn't the first time she'd asked this question. There was no blame in her tone, but it carried a lingering doubt.

Lin Mu leaned against the pillar, sunlight falling on her face. Her expression remained unchanged, and her tone was as calm as if she were saying that the weather was nice today: "My bloodline is thinning in my generation. I need to have more children to have a chance of encountering it."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at the Empress, who was still frowning in thought. Then he winked, lowered his voice, and said with a slightly mischievous smile, "Perfect, I'm in a good mood today. Shall we go?"

The Empress looked up at him, the doubt still lingering between her brows, but her lips twitched slightly, as if she was hesitating whether to put down the cup of tea in her hand.

At this moment, Lin Mu straightened up and extended his hand to her. The Empress looked at him for a few moments, then finally placed the teacup on the stone table and stood up.

Sunlight fell on the Empress's dark robe, and on the path leading to the inner palace...

At night, he looked up into the distance, beyond the palace walls, and seemed to see the seaside town of Cangyue Bay, thousands of miles away.

Crescent Moon Island stronghold prospered, the threats from the two great demon caves of Bone Demon and Bull Demon were permanently suppressed, the teleportation array was constantly in use, and countless adventurers flocked to that new land to start a new life. The land of Bichon was at peace, and the flames of war had subsided.

As for those more distant places—the mountains of the Demon Dragon, the ice plains of the Snow Region, the ruins of the Crouching Dragon… those names that were only mentioned in the margins of old volumes, Lin Mu ultimately failed to find them.

Perhaps in the future, those children who used to run and chase each other in the garden will one morning pack their bags and walk along the route he once took, discover the side path he missed at a certain bend, and then walk in and turn the page.

The road that one generation cannot finish walking will eventually be left for the next generation to walk; the book that one generation closes will be reopened and reinterpreted by the next generation.