The one most experienced with this sort of thing was Zhou Ni, having lived through it herself. Elena, too, should have been quite experienced, but she wasn't here. Zhou Ni reached out to pull Linglong, "Linglong, you need to leave here right now."

Linglong actually knew martial arts; she had only been caught off guard in her panic. Aided by Zhou Ni's pull, she swiftly retreated from the bedside. "He—how could he do this? He seems to still be in a daze..."

Linglong had intended to lash out, but seeing the man who had done the deed still murmuring incoherently with his eyes closed, her anger immediately dissolved. If someone wasn't fully conscious, any misstep they made deserved forgiveness. Besides, why was his mouth so strange? The way he kissed left a feeling in her heart that was indescribably... well, she simply couldn't stay angry; it felt sweet.

Zhou Ni said, "Brother Zhao is evolving. This has happened a few times before, so he'll be fine. You should go out."

Linglong was still just a girl and couldn't help but argue, "Why should I leave? I'm worried about him; I need to stay and watch over him."

Zhou Ni sensed Linglong's true feelings and teased her half-heartedly, "We are about to... be intimate with him. Do you want to watch?"

"Ah!" Linglong jumped back in alarm. "What—what are you saying? How could you speak of such things?"

Zhou Ni offered no further explanation and began to unbutton her own clothes. Even if Linglong was ignorant of marital matters, she knew exactly what Zhou Ni intended. Covering her face, she fled the room. Moments later, Yun Yao and Cheng Susu also emerged. They had considered staying to help, but appearing too eager now felt like risking a show of jealousy, so after a moment's thought, they too exited.

The three women sat in the outer room, exchanging glances as they listened to the 'fierce' sounds of intimacy coming from within. Linglong couldn't bear it after just two sounds. She stood up, "Wh-what is going on? I'll go make breakfast."

Seeing Cheng Susu looking guilty, Yun Yao placed a hand on her shoulder. "Sister Susu, it's alright. We should be happy! Husband lost his superpowers, and now, by a twist of fate, he is evolving—this is huge news! We should celebrate. As long as his powers return, no one in this world will be his match."

Cheng Susu clutched Yun Yao's hand. "Yun Yao, thank you. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have impulsively gone out alone. If I hadn't done that, Husband wouldn't have gotten hurt."

Yun Yao countered, "But if that hadn't happened, Husband wouldn't be evolving either, right? So you didn't do anything wrong. Zhou Ni and I are actually grateful to you. Going to offer incense for his safety was for his own good too. Relax, Husband won't blame you when he wakes up. But don't forget what you promised."

"What?" Cheng Susu seemed to have forgotten her own words.

Yun Yao said, "You promised to let Husband have his way with you!"

Cheng Susu flushed deeply. "Oh... you little imp, why are you speaking such nonsense..."

A weak voice drifted from the inner room. "Sisters, Husband is too powerful! Hurry in and help me; I can't hold on much longer."

Cheng Susu urged, "Quick, she's calling you."

Yun Yao replied, "How do you know she's calling you? Aren't you his wife too?"

"Ah!" A pitiful cry echoed from the room, suggesting a new wave of engagement had begun. Zhou Ni called out, "Stop hesitating, both of you, come in together!"

Yun Yao took Cheng Susu's hand. "Let's go, Sister Susu. Let's witness the power of the busty goddess for ourselves. Don't be shy; we all know each other well enough, didn't we used to be so intimate? Why are you acting coy now?"

Of course, Cheng Susu didn't remember the past. Although she had seen quite a bit on her phone later and knew about their past antics, actually having three women serve one man at the same time made her heart race. But unable to suppress the deep yearning within, Cheng Susu knew she could no longer live without the man in the room. Following Yun Yao's steps, she walked into the room. She was too ashamed to open her eyes, and in a daze, Yun Yao pulled her onto the bed. Then, a pair of hands tore off her clothes, and those magnificent breasts were immediately caught in someone's grasp. A wave of softness washed over her as she collapsed onto the man.

Poof. A gust of wind extinguished the oil lamp. The darkness preceding Ling Ming's era was deep. A pair of large hands roamed over the three bodies. The moans of the three women rose and fell, eventually becoming indistinguishable from the intensity of the battle, leaving only faint gurgling water sounds to indicate the work continued. After countless rounds, the three women's bodies went limp. They let him ride upon them, silently ceasing any further movement. Only when dawn broke did a thin blanket cover the four figures, motionless save for the occasional deep snore.

After a long while, a head poked out from under the covers. Her voice was languid, clearly belonging to a woman post-coitus. "How can this be? Isn't Husband even more potent than before?" Zhou Ni murmured, nestled in the man's strong arm.

Yun Yao was still draped over the man, their lower halves still tightly joined. She dared not move for fear of waking the sleeping man. "I think his sexual prowess has increased. As for other aspects, that remains to be tested. It hurts so much down there, like I'm being burned," she whispered.

Cheng Susu felt a touch of shyness. Though her body had long been surrendered to him, lying naked beside the other two girls felt strange. "I don't care how he is; I won't leave his side by even half a step from now on."

Yun Yao and Zhou Ni suddenly reached out, each grabbing one of Cheng Susu's breasts. "Sister Susu, you are amazing! Thank goodness for these beauties; otherwise, the three of us would have been done for. Oh my, why are you so wet? So dirty."

Cheng Susu buried her head deep in his chest. The memory of being grabbed and fiercely

"Your Majesty, those forty thousand Imperial Guards have been thoroughly demoralized by the Red Turban rebels; sending them to suppress the uprising now risks massive disarray. If we must retrain them first, who knows how long that will take? By then, the rebels in Huyang Prefecture will have entrenched themselves, making them far harder to crush."

Mada frowned deeply. "Then, my esteemed subject, do you have a better idea? Of the soldiers under my command, I have only the one hundred thousand Imperial Guards, and even these are not entirely obedient to my orders. Grand Tutor Pang... never mind him. Of this hundred thousand, I must keep at least fifty thousand here to garrison the Twin Cities; otherwise, another surprise attack by the Red Turbans could see the city fall and the kingdom perish."

I had originally intended to ask Mada about Grand Tutor Pang, at least to gauge his true feelings towards the man. But since Mada himself chose not to bring it up, I dismissed the thought. After all, I was an outsider; it was best not to offend either side. After some consideration, I spoke to Mada: "Your Majesty, I humbly request that you assign me the ten thousand Imperial Guards who fought outside the West Gate yesterday. Additionally, I ask to draw one thousand men from the Imperial Stables to assist in quelling the rebellion."

Mada jumped in alarm. "You intend to suppress the rebellion with only eleven thousand men? How can that be done? The rebels in Huyang Prefecture number one hundred thousand strong, and they hold the tactical advantage. Even the forty thousand Imperial Guards might not succeed, let alone just over ten thousand!"

I countered: "Your Majesty, if you give me a company of cowards afraid to die, even a million men would simply be a wasted sacrifice. If they were truly a force of tigers and wolves, ten thousand would suffice. Yesterday's ten thousand Imperial Guards, having witnessed my authority established in the heat of battle, might be somewhat manageable. But if I were given the reinforcements—the forty thousand Imperial Guards—they would likely desert at the first sign of conflict."

Mada conceded, "Very well, I shall abide by your suggestion, my esteemed subject. However, you must exercise the utmost caution. Do not place yourself in undue peril and cause this Emperor endless regret. Your life now bears the fate of the entire Twin City Kingdom; you must not treat it lightly."

The Emperor placed too much trust in me. Yet, if I could manage Earth, what was this petty Twin Star Continent? Though I lacked my superpowers here, the relative backwardness offered ample room for maneuvering. With ten thousand men, properly deployed and supported by gunpowder, defeating a hundred thousand rebels would not be difficult.

"Your Majesty, rest assured. This suppression must rely on strategy, not brute force, as the court's current troops lack the strength for head-on confrontation. Once we develop our strength slowly, we will fear no one. Then, Your Majesty may do as you wish."

Mada possessed absolutely no military experience, so he couldn't possibly question how my "strategy" would unfold. He merely agreed that the Imperial Guards would be transferred to the Imperial Stables tomorrow, and I would decide when to move them. The rebellion itself would be under my complete jurisdiction, with the authority to act as circumstances dictated on the field without needing constant consultation with the court.

Leaving the Imperial Study after concluding official matters, I decided to visit Xu Chen to check on my two wives. Visiting frequently would at least allow me to become familiar. Cai Jingjing already knew I was her husband, so even if she didn't fully believe it, the impression was planted. Perhaps visiting them often might foster some goodwill.

To my surprise, all four women were gathered in Xu Chen's chambers, chatting. After I paid my respects to each one, a palace maid brought a stool for me to sit. Ma Xiaorui seemed unable to contain herself any longer. She barked, "Hey, you big pervert! You dare show your face here? Believe it or not, I'll kill you with this blade!"

I flinched. How had this girl become so frantic? Now she wanted to kill me. "Sixteenth Princess, what crime have I committed that requires your esteemed self to take the trouble of ending my life? It seems I have always conducted myself properly and never offended you."

Ma Xiaorui retorted, "You still dare argue? Think hard about what wrong you've committed."

I pondered. Except for saving her, I couldn't recall any offense. Did I save her incorrectly? Or perhaps she simply wished to die? "Princess, I cannot recall. If you have something to say, please speak plainly; do not leave me confused."

Suddenly, Ma Xiaorui pulled a pair of scissors from her embrace and lunged toward me. "Big Pervert! I hate you! I will kill you to avenge myself and Sister Xiaowei!"

Ma Xiaorui's action stunned not only me but also Xu Chen and Cai Jingjing. Fortunately, Ma Xiaowei reacted swiftly, pouncing forward and seizing Ma Xiaorui. "Xiaorui! Are you mad? Why are you still trying to kill him! What must I say for you to listen? Supervisor Zhao is a pillar of support to Father the Emperor; are you tired of living?"

Ma Xiaorui snipped the scissors with a ka-ba sound, deliberately glancing toward my lower body. "Big Pervert, I will spare you today out of respect for Sister Xiaowei. It was Sister Xiaowei who saved you! You must be grateful to her for saving your life, or I'll still cut you!"

Sweat broke out. Did Ma Xiaorui simply want me to thank Ma Xiaowei for saving my life? I performed a deep bow to Ma Xiaowei. "Then I offer my deepest thanks to Princess Xiaowei for the grace of saving my life."

Ma Xiaowei frantically waved her hands at me. "Supervisor Zhao, don't listen to Xiaorui's nonsense. I should be the one thanking you for saving my life."

With a loud clang, Ma Xiaorui tossed the scissors onto the floor. She addressed me, "Big Pervert, you're sensible. Sister, he saved you twice, and now you've saved him twice. We're even. From now on, we can interact fairly; neither of us owes the other anything."

My mind couldn't process it immediately. Ma Xiaorui's logic was utterly bizarre; she managed to complicate the simplest matters. I saved Ma Xiaowei once by the lakeside. If we count yesterday's incident, that makes twice. Ma Xiaorui claimed we were even. This implied Ma Xiaowei had once falsely relayed an imperial decree to save me—even though it failed, the goodwill remained. Today, Ma Xiaowei stopped Ma Xiaorui from cutting me, which counted as another point.

With a spirit of humility and caution, I stated, "Sixteenth Princess, I am your subject, and you are royalty. How can there be talk of evening the score for fair interaction?"

Ma Xiaorui grew angry. "You! I said you and my sister are on equal footing, so you are! Does what I say not count?"

Xu Chen stepped in to mediate. "Everyone, stop arguing. Imperial Physician Zhao saved the three of us; we should be showing our gratitude, not fighting the moment we meet. We are not enemies."

I covertly glanced at Xu Chen. She seemed to be secretly looking at me as well. Could it be that saving her life had sparked affection for me? If we weren't enemies, we were 'fated adversaries'—yuanjia. Hmm, I'll visit her daily from now on; I must win her back eventually.

Ma Xiaorui announced, "He is now Grand Marshal Zhao. Henceforth, we must not address him as Imperial Physician, lest he starts complaining again."

Ma Xiaorui’s tone sounded mocking to my ears. Next time, I’d find some medicine to gag her. Xu Chen and Ma Xiaowei stepped forward to perform a deep formal bow, thanking me for saving their lives. I hastily pulled them both up—their hands were so soft, it made my heart race nervously.

The thanks were given, the small talk finished, and we sat in awkward silence. My skill at charming women clearly needed improvement; I had actually caused a lull in conversation. I wanted to ask Cai Jingjing if she truly intended to return home with me, but Ma Xiaorui was there, and I feared another scolding for being a pervert. So, I swallowed the words, deciding to wait until Ma Xiaorui was gone.

"Grand Marshal Zhao, aren't you going to tell us another story today?" Ma Xiaorui always managed to find a topic, and her suggestion was met with approval from the other three women.

Sitting around idly was boring, and I preferred telling a story over enduring this awkward atmosphere—I wasn't sure I'd dare return tomorrow if things remained this way. "Fine. I will tell you the story of Roman Holiday. It's about Princess Anne of the royal family of my homeland, Great Britain, and a poor reporter named Joe Bradley. Princess Anne arrives in Rome on a diplomatic visit and wishes to explore the city's sights. However, her attendants refuse, citing her high status and the impropriety of appearing before the common folk. The Princess manages to sneak out of the palace alone and accidentally encounters the struggling reporter, Joe. Joe is ecstatic when he realizes she is the Princess and plans to write an exclusive exposé about royal secrets..."

"A delightful day passes. The Princess must finally return to the palace, but by now, she and Joe realize they have sparked a mutual attraction and fallen in love. Yet, she is a Princess, and he is ultimately a commoner; the two can only part with deep reluctance. Joe gives up the chance for fame and success, presenting the Princess with exclusive photos and the insider story as a memento. Amidst a deeply emotional gaze, the Princess softly whispers goodbye to Joe..."

"Don't say goodbye! Big Pervert, are you trying to imply something? If you don't like Sister Xiaowei, fine, but why tell such a moving story to brush us off? You're a brute! Every time, you leave people's hearts aching! Can't a princess and a commoner truly love each other? Must a princess be locked away in the Inner City her entire life, unable to be with the one she loves? Keep telling the story! Make sure Princess Anne and Joe meet again, and they live happily together."

Ma Xiaorui was truly deranged; she managed to stir up trouble every time I told a story. This time, she dragged Ma Xiaowei into it. However, Ma Xiaowei didn't seem angry; she just lowered her head and said quietly, "Xiaorui, Grand Marshal Zhao is right. A Princess is a Princess, and a commoner is a commoner. They are two distinct lines that might intersect for a moment, but ultimately they drift further apart, never to meet again."

Ma Xiaowei's words made my heart ache. She seemed burdened with many thoughts; it appeared that as young girls mature, their thoughts become more complex. I said, "Fifteenth Princess, that is one possible outcome, but there is another possibility. If the energy is great enough, even time and space can be warped. Then, two lines that were never meant to meet again might actually coincide." Ma Xiaowei looked thoughtful. "Grand Marshal Zhao, are you saying that a Princess and a commoner can also have love?"

I replied, "Of course, why not? As long as their love is strong enough, even the greatest resistance cannot keep lovers apart; they will eventually marry. I firmly believe this."

Ma Xiaowei murmured, "I understand. Thank you, Grand Marshal Zhao. I know what I must do now."

"This form of address feels very awkward. I think you should just call me Zhao Qian. Princesses, may I—may I speak with Miss Cai privately for a moment?" The story was over, but Ma Xiaorui showed no intention of leaving. However, as dusk gathered, I couldn't stay much longer; I needed to speak with Cai Jingjing alone.

Cai Jingjing exchanged a glance with Xu Chen. Ma Xiaowei said, "Of course. Sister Xiaorui and I are guests here too. If we are interrupting your conversation, we should return to the palace."

Cai Jingjing replied, "It's fine. Let's step outside; I actually have something to ask Grand Marshal Zhao as well."

Behind us, Ma Xiaorui whispered to Ma Xiaowei, "Sister, I think that big pervert might have ill intentions toward Sister Cai. Maybe I should follow them to hear what they say."

Ma Xiaowei retorted, "Stop fooling around. Let's go back to the palace."

Cai Jingjing followed me out into the garden. Due to the limited space on the slope, the garden was simple—just one tree and a few potted flowers. "Miss Cai, I just wanted to inform you that out of the eight people who came to the Twin Stars continent together, three are already at my residence, the Zhao Manor."

Cai Jingjing seemed unusually interested in this matter today, unlike her usual aloofness toward me. "Oh? Who are they?"

"Yun Yao, Zhou Ni, and Cheng Susu. If we count you and Xu Chen, that leaves Hua Qingqing, Ouyang Qian, and He Yuqing still missing. I wanted to ask your opinion: once all eight are found, do you and Xu Chen intend to return to Earth with us?"

"We're going!" Cai Jingjing blurted out. "Of course, we're going back! Why would Xu Chen and I stay here? Don't we have our husband back on Earth? What if he gets impatient and doesn't want us anymore?"

I said, "I know you don't believe I am your husband. Never mind. We will notify you both when it is time to leave. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave now." I planned to use the tactic of 'playing hard to get.' Since those two didn't seem to like me much, clinging to them might yield poor results. It was better to do the opposite.

"You! ... Hmph," Cai Jingjing snapped, turning angrily and heading back toward the palace.

It was getting late, and I needed to return home to discuss establishing the Eastern Depot. Zhang Guan hadn't sent any messages recently. After suffering a defeat yesterday, he likely wouldn't have the energy to bother Xu Chen. My influence was growing; if necessary, I should reveal the relationship between Zhang Guan and Xu Chen, otherwise, he would continue pursuing her with a clear conscience.

Ling Long summoned Ah Mao and Ah Gou to the Zhao Manor late into the night. After deep deliberation, they finally decided that tomorrow, the brothers Ah Mao and Ah Gou would procure a large house in the Central City and establish the headquarters for the Eastern Depot. This organization would be responsible for supervising all officials, meaning it would operate above the existing ministries, allowing us to maneuver greatly.

However, for the officials to truly respect the Eastern Depot, it needed unique capabilities, at least having the ability to defend itself. Six hundred soldiers would suffice for current intelligence gathering, but to confront those controlling the Imperial Guards in the Central City, we would need at least three or four thousand men. This required a step-by-step approach; recruiting soldiers would take time, and training them would take even longer. Furthermore, funds were currently tight; I needed to find a way to make money first, as supporting an ever-growing staff required substantial capital.

Earning money by treating illnesses wasn't cost-effective, as the necessary medicines were too precious. As for starting my own business, I lacked the raw materials for mass production. I was tempted to develop some items from Earth, but the current production conditions here made it impossible to manufacture anything I desired.

"Brother Zhao, it’s getting late; you should rest," Yun Yao said, emerging from the room.

I swept her up in my arms. "Good, I wouldn't dare neglect my cherished wife. Let's go to bed and be intimate."

Carrying Yun Yao into the room, I saw two others sitting on the bed. I was both surprised and delighted. "Ni Ni, Susu, why are you two here as well?"

Cheng Susu smiled suggestively. "What, you don't like us being here? In that case, we can return to our own rooms."

I brought Yun Yao onto the bed, tossing myself down. "Wait, I've been dreaming of a day like this. It’s just that happiness has arrived too suddenly. You two never used to accompany me together; the record, at most, was two of you."

Zhou Ni asked, "Do you really not remember what happened last night?"

I shook my head. "What happened last night? I truly don't recall. Am I suffering from amnesia too? But don't worry, even if I have amnesia, I won't let you leave my side, because you are too beautiful and too sexy. As long as I am a man, I will love you."

Cheng Susu seemed a little shy. "It’s fine if you don't remember. But have you noticed any physical changes? For instance, has that superpower returned to you?"

I felt myself over carefully. "No. If there's any anomaly, it's that my brother down below is a bit swollen and sore today. Could it be that I had too many vulgar dreams last night and was hard all night?"

Yun Yao laughed. "I suspect so. I'll fetch water to wash your feet."

Being served felt extraordinary. My wives were being unusually attentive tonight. Could they have a plot? Impossible. Yun Yao and Zhou Ni were my loving wives from before; they would never harm me. Cheng Susu, despite not having her memory back, had developed feelings for me through repeated interactions. If they were plotting, it must be a conspiracy of love. Heh heh. For all three women to agree to share my bed, how could there not be a 'conspiracy'? Perhaps they wanted to test my sexual stamina? Fine, I'd make them beg for mercy later.

Yun Yao washed my feet and gave me a massage, while Zhou Ni and Cheng Susu were casually playing with their phones on the bed. Cheng Susu's phone had many movies—in this backward world without television or internet, watching some dull films at night was a form of enjoyment.

"Huh? What time was this video recorded? What is Chen Chen wearing? Is this from a movie shoot?" Zhou Ni murmured, looking down at the phone.

Yun Yao happened to stand up to pour water and glanced over casually. "What movie? That's a Princess's gown. I caught a glimpse of it outside the Princess's chambers today. I must say, Chen Chen looks beautiful in it."

Zhou Ni was confused. "That can't be right. Sister Susu hasn't used her phone to film Chen Chen and the others since we arrived at the Twin Stars. How could there be a video of Chen Chen as a Princess on it now?"

Yun Yao had finished drying my feet, and I leaned back, settling between my two wives, grabbing the phone to look. "Oh, I'm dizzy. This isn't playing a video; it's a video call. What you're seeing is the present-day Xu Chen. She’s wearing the same dress I saw this afternoon. Ma Xiaowei has one just like it, too. Actually, it looks quite pretty; I’ll have suits made for all of you later."

"What?" The three women exclaimed. "Didn't the phones lose signal? Who are they calling?"

I was suddenly stunned. That's right, what was going on? In the video, Xu Chen said, "Jingjing, Jingjing, hurry up! Why is today's video different? These people look so strange! And I can't understand what they're saying. Please translate for me."

Then, a girl wearing only a dudou (traditional bodice) suddenly appeared in the video. Her full breasts jiggled with her movement. "What’s the big deal? There’s nothing strange. Look at his annoying face; he says a couple of words and leaves, as if afraid we’ll keep him too long."

Zhou Ni was about to shout and cover my mouth, but she quickly adjusted the camera lens slightly and whispered to me, "Don't make a sound. I don't know how the phone suddenly restored connection. This is a live broadcast from Xu Chen and Cai Jingjing's chambers."

Zhou Ni chuckled softly. "Why doesn't Jingjing strip down and do something sexy? It seems like you offended them today."

I replied, "That was playing hard to get. Sometimes the more I chase them, the less they pay attention. It's better to distance myself and see if they notice me instead."

Zhou Ni laughed. "Brother Zhao, you're so cunning. I thought you didn't understand how to court women."

At that moment, Cai Jingjing in the video said curiously, "Wait, why isn't he touching the two wives he's holding? That doesn't seem like his usual style. Something is definitely not right."

Hearing this, my heart lifted. It seemed Cai Jingjing had followed my instructions, opened the phone, and viewed the contents, confirming the relationship between me and the others. No wonder she was annoyed that I left after only two sentences today. It seemed my two wives would be returning soon.

I reached out and touched Cheng Susu's chest, deliberately letting the camera get a close-up. Of course, I didn't forget to whisper in her ear, "Wife Susu, you just heard them. If I don't make a move on you two, they’ll get suspicious. Perhaps we should make love?"

I expected Cheng Susu to refuse, as she wouldn't even let me sleep with her alone the one night we spent together previously. But to my surprise, this time, Cheng Susu looked up and kissed me right in front of Zhou Ni, her nimble hand immediately reaching down to grasp my 'pride and joy.'

I let out a gasp, then flipped Cheng Susu beneath me, quickly tearing off her clothes in a few swipes to reveal my own treasure. I intended to dive straight into her depths, but to my astonishment, Cheng Susu used both hands to lift her own entrance and clamp down on my manhood, closing her eyes and waiting for my movements. Heavens above, there truly was a grand conspiracy! My little wild beauty, Cheng Susu, was back!

I engaged in wild, lewd movements upon Cheng Susu, much to Zhou Ni's visible embarrassment. However, she seemed eager to provoke the two women on the screen, deliberately angling the phone camera toward my exposed parts and saying aloud, "Husband, we heard you played like this with Sister Jingjing before. Sister Jingjing’s entrance isn't small either; I wonder if it was just as good?"

“It’s a certainty, of course, though she doesn’t remember me now. I risked everything going to the Hall of the Gallant King to bring her back, but she refused to leave with me. Then, when I sought her out in the Princess’s chambers, she deliberately ignored me. Oh, it breaks my heart,” I murmured, moving rhythmically within Cheng Susu’s cleavage.

Zhou Ni asked, “What if Jingjing and Chenchen never remember you?”

“What else can I do? I love them, but I won’t force them. My only goal is to bring them back to Earth safely. Whoever they wish to marry, so be it.”

Across the screen, Cai Jingjing exploded in anger. “Bastard! Zhao Qian, you are a complete bastard! We belong to you; how could we possibly marry anyone else? You—you—you’re infuriating me to death!”

Xu Chen, not understanding Mandarin, anxiously asked, “Jingjing, what is it?”

Cai Jingjing angrily explained a few points, to which Xu Chen responded, “That’s wrong. The previous videos never mentioned amnesia or Earth. But now, this one suddenly mentions the Hall of the Gallant King. What—what does this mean?”

Cai Jingjing suddenly realized, “Yes, there’s something wrong…” Thump. The video call abruptly terminated.

Zhou Ni gasped, “Oh no, they noticed something! Will this mess things up for you, Hubby?”

Unable to fully control the excitement downstairs, I pulled out of Cheng Susu’s cleavage, lifted her hips, and plunged into the real battle. “Don’t worry, I’m sure. It won’t be long before we need a bigger bed.”

Cheng Susu, mid-movement, suddenly opened her eyes. “Why, Hubby?”

I chuckled, “When the time comes, can this bed even fit the six of us?”

“Dream on!” Yun Yao and Zhou Ni bit down hard on the flesh of my shoulders, the sensation of two pairs of firm, bouncing breasts pressed against my back was exquisite.

Morning at the Imperial Stables (Yumajian).

Ten thousand Imperial Guards were streaming ceaselessly into the basin of the Yumajian. The barracks along the river valley couldn't accommodate them, so temporary camps had to be erected within the stables grounds. These soldiers needed to train here for a period, at least until a batch of Stone Rams and catapults could be produced and they learned how to use them before heading out to suppress the bandits. Otherwise, facing one hundred thousand enemies with a disadvantage in weaponry would only mean certain death for ten thousand men.

“An Imperial Edict arrives!” As fewer than five thousand of the ten thousand Imperial Guards had entered the basin, someone rushed in to deliver the decree.

“The Emperor commands that the Fifteenth Princess Ma Xiaowei and the Sixteenth Princess Ma Xiaorui are appointed as Supervisors to the Rebel Suppressing Army, to accompany the commanding Marshal Zhao Qian to Huyan Prefecture to quell the insurgency.”

The messenger departed. Ma Xiaorui stood before me, smiling sweetly for a long time before I could process it. What was the meaning of this? Did they not trust me? If they didn’t trust me, why send two young women to supervise? If they did trust me, what was the point of sending them? Weren’t they just inviting trouble for me?