What's wrong with having a large harem if you're the emperor of the ninja world?

The night before departure.

The royal palace of the Land of Fire was not shrouded in a somber atmosphere.

Instead, there was a sense of oppressive tranquility, as if a storm was brewing.

After finishing his final military and political affairs, Di Yan strolled over to the palace where Uchiha Mikoto lived.

Push open the palace gate.

The sight before him made him raise an eyebrow slightly.

Mikoto, who has always presented herself as gentle and beautiful.

At this moment, she had surprisingly shed her elegant kimono.

He changed into a well-fitting dark purple ninja combat suit!

Although not fully armed.

But the clean cut and headband clearly showed her attitude.

She is ready and can go to the battlefield at any time.

She even seemed to intend to lie down fully clothed.

He would set off with the army at dawn.

They saw Di Yan enter.

A barely perceptible hint of tension flashed in Mikoto Uchiha's eyes.

But more than anything, it's a resolute determination.

Di Yan stepped forward and naturally reached out to pull her into his arms.

The fabric of the combat suit felt slightly cool.

Yet, one could feel the warmth and slight tension of the body below.

"There's no need to be so nervous..."

Di Yan's voice carried a hint of reassurance as he gently stroked her tied-up long hair with his fingers. "I'm here for you. You just need to stay by my side peacefully."

Mikoto gently shook her head and looked up at him.

Those beautiful eyes, which were always filled with sorrow, were unusually firm at this moment:

"His Majesty has been good enough to Mikoto..."

"You gave me shelter and hope for revenge."

"I can't always be a protected canary."

"This time when I go to Konoha, I... I want to help, even if it's just a little bit."

She knew that her strength might be insignificant in Emperor Yan's grand ambitions.

But she no longer wanted to be a mere bystander and someone being protected.

That land buried her past and her family.

She will be under Di Yan's command.

To witness firsthand the demise of one's enemy and to contribute to that cause.

Di Yan looked at the determination in her eyes.

He didn't say anything more, but simply tightened his arms around her.

The two embraced.

The conversation drifted back to many years ago.

Those days in Konoha.

At that time, Di Yan was just a fourteen-year-old son of a down-on-his-luck powerful figure.

He stayed at the Uchiha clan head's house under the guise of "studying".

"Looking back now, it really was the beginning of a... ill-fated relationship."

Mikoto rested her cheek against Di Yan's chest, her voice somewhat unsteady.

Suddenly, something occurred to her.

He chuckled softly and absentmindedly, his shoulders trembling slightly.

"What are you laughing at?"

Di Yan asked curiously.

Mikoto looked up, a mischievous yet nostalgic smile playing at the corners of her eyes:

"I think of some people who were just teenagers back then, but they were precocious and had an incredibly strong possessiveness."

"He actually... he actually told me in such a serious tone that I'm not allowed to let Fugaku touch me again..."

"Looking back now, only a little kid would say something like that."

When that absurd and taboo past was mentioned, a hint of unease flashed across Di Yan's face.

His expression quickly turned to helplessness as he said, "That's normal, okay? What man doesn't want to completely possess what belongs to him?"

“Especially…someone as charming as Mikoto.”

His words carried the bluntness and aggression of an adult.

He pressed her for answers, tightening his grip on her waist.

"Just tell me, did you let him touch you or not?"

Mikoto's face flushed instantly, and she lowered her head shyly, her voice barely audible, yet carrying a hint of inexplicable pride:

"Of course not..."

"Actually... actually, Fugaku... has been failing for a long time..."

She always thought it was because her husband was busy with clan affairs and stress all year round.

Upon hearing this, Di Yan's expression turned somewhat strange.

Of course, he wouldn't tell Mikoto.

Fugaku's inability to perform was largely due to the underhanded tactics he had employed back then.

Those special drugs that are secretly added to food and can affect certain functions...

In order to completely possess this beautiful clan chief's wife.

In his youth, he was willing to use any means necessary.

A true hero doesn't dwell on past glories.

Di Yan muttered to himself.

Skipped this topic.

He scooped up Mikoto in his arms and carried her to the bed in the inner room.

“Next time,” he placed Mikoto on the soft quilt, leaned down and whispered in her ear, his voice filled with undeniable ambition, “I can take you in the Hokage’s office…”

This statement is full of symbolism and a desire for conquest.

Mikoto's body trembled slightly, and her eyes welled up with tears.

She stretched out her arms and gently wrapped them around Di Yan's neck.

Her eyes were dreamy and full of affection.

As if having made a great decision, he spoke softly in an almost sacrificial tone:

"Your Majesty... Mikoto doesn't know how she can ever repay you in this lifetime..."

"Please...please let Mikoto have a child for you..."

Di Yan paused slightly.

Have a baby?

His first reaction was resistance.

I haven't even unified the world yet, wouldn't creating an heir just be asking for trouble?

Not only will it distract you, but it will also become a weakness in the future.

In his grand ambitions for hegemony.

The "offspring" option is not available at the moment.

But as the saying goes.

One of the most direct ways to gauge whether a woman is truly devoted to you is by whether she is willing to have your children.

Mikoto made this request at this moment.

It undoubtedly means giving up everything, including the future.

They were all completely bound to Emperor Yan's war chariot.

Di Yan naturally wouldn't dampen her enthusiasm at this time.

This extinguished her rare enthusiasm, which was full of a sense of belonging.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

He reassured her with a vague yet suggestive response:

"Alright... Wait until I return from Konoha... until the situation stabilizes..."

"I will give you...our child."

Give Itachi and Sasuke a half-sibling.

Just thinking about it is so exciting...

The words were gentle, but the promises seemed distant.

Right now, there is a war that will determine our fate.

We're waiting for him to win it.

The night was long, and the warmth before setting off was brief yet real...

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51 It's all Danzo's fault after all; Arriving in Konoha

The next morning.

Outside the capital of the Land of Fire.

A large, unsettling group set off.

Their target was Konohagakure.

At the heart of the procession was an extremely luxurious, enormous dragon carriage drawn by eight magnificent horses.

Di Yan was dressed in a black military uniform with dragon patterns.

They did not ride inside the car.