bolted from the room, leaving me lying there, my mind in a delightful turmoil. A man’s lechery is his nature, especially when one spends all day surrounded by the myriad delicate, charming, and utterly alluring women one encounters. Yet, a man must also attend to his career. Of course, my career is on Earth, but since I have set the grand goal of expanding into the vastness of cosmic space, and since Gemini is the first extraterrestrial intelligent planet I’ve encountered, I cannot simply ignore what happens here.

For now, everything appears to be under my control, except for those bandits outside the city walls, who are a constant worry. If the bandits have no inside contacts providing support, then how did the news of Ma Xiaoda’s first trip out of the palace to Feiyu County leak? I initially suspected Grand Tutor Pang, but now it seems he has no connection to the bandits. On the contrary, he appears to be in communication with the strange little dwarves who dwell underground.

If the bandits suddenly received help from an external power, similar to what happened in the Twin Cities—perhaps they too possess reconnaissance planes or detailed maps—then what is their source of outside power? Was it the presence of this force that allowed the Iron Horse Corps to swiftly unify the Wanma Kingdom? Could it be another human faction? Take Ximen Yan, for instance; their technology is quite advanced, though I harbor doubts as to whether it surpasses that of present-day Earth.

I hope Ma Xiaoda’s address in court today will incite them to action; otherwise, we will have no choice but to use brute force to wipe out the tens of thousands of bandits. Allowing them to remain as outlaws will inevitably affect the future security of the Twin Cities. How could we permit them to raise horses under the very nose of the Emperor? The door creaked open, and Cheng Susu gracefully entered, “Husband, you sent for me?”

It turned out that the person Linglong brought to help me with my problems was Cheng Susu, though it seemed Cheng Susu was still in the dark. Linglong, however, certainly knew what I liked. Cheng Susu’s bosom was absolutely peerless on Gemini. While some foreign women on Earth might surpass her measurements through surgical enhancement, here on Gemini, I dare guarantee it was utterly unique. Ten average ** might not equal the size of just one of hers, but thanks to my care and attention, the firmness of these explosive ** was beyond imagination. No matter where Cheng Susu went, she was guaranteed to draw the gaze of crowds of men. Fortunately, their security protocols are now meticulously managed, so no unexpected incidents would arise from this matter.

I longed to see straight through Cheng Susu’s clothes. Even though I had touched and squeezed them countless times, whenever clothing concealed them, my heart would surge with excitement, always wanting to bare them so I could play with them at will.

I beckoned Cheng Susu to sit beside me. “Yes, I missed you. I wanted you here to talk with me.”

Cheng Susu gently smoothed my hair. “You must be very tired today. Did you use your superpowers again for Ma Xiaowei? Hehe, Yun Yao described you as imposing and radiating a kingly aura. If I were Ma Xiaowei, I would have clung to you right there and refused to let go, no matter how hard you tried to marry me off.”

I laughed, “Perhaps you mean an ’old turtle’s’ aura? I’m not like those novels where a display of power instantly sends women tumbling into my arms.”

Cheng Susu replied with a soft, petulant voice, “Aren’t there already plenty of women in your arms? I heard the Emperor agreed to your proposal—is the family gaining a new member?”

I replied, “That depends on finding Qianqian first. I promised Yun Yao I wouldn’t touch any of the girls here unless all eight of you are present, but touching you wouldn’t count as breaking the rule.”

Cheng Susu offered slight resistance as my hand moved. “Rogue, taking my clothes off in broad daylight? Alright, just put them on top, but don’t expose them, or someone might come and I won’t have time to cover up. But everyone truly admires you. Not taking Ma Xiaowei’s ** is a great marvel. I must tell the other sisters when I get back.”

I ignored Cheng Susu’s resistance. I pulled out her super-sized **, and the two giant mounds swayed slightly up and down before I buried my head deep into the cleavage between them. That scent, that feeling, was an intoxication only she could provide, a pleasure unreachable by other women.

However, I don’t want all my wives to be the same. I prefer their personalities to be varied, and even their methods of ** should be distinct. For instance, I enjoy a good milk cannon with Cheng Susu, fully utilizing her physical advantage. Or I like to thoroughly ravage Yun Yao’s elegant body because her physique can handle it—girls who practice dancing are certainly sturdy. I enjoy how He Yuqing always squats beneath me wildly, as if she’s consumed an aphrodisiac, something the delicate Linglong and Ma Xiaowei cannot offer. In short, these wives are very considerate of my desires and know how to use their own strengths to please me. Looking across the universe, I am probably the luckiest man alive in terms of sexual fortune.

Thinking this, I said to Cheng Susu, “The reason I didn’t take Ma Xiaowei’s **, besides fearing she might get pregnant, was also partly because of my promise to Yun Yao. But this situation turned out to be quite useful, and using it to subdue those court officials took a lot of guts—that was an unexpected bonus.”

Cheng Susu’s body was incredibly pliant, especially the ** area, which made her entire body go soft once played with. She couldn't sit still anymore and collapsed beside me. I pulled the quilt over us, and we embraced, her bountiful breasts pressed against my chest—that soft, springy feeling was exhilarating.

After a few enchanting sighs, Cheng Susu whispered, “Honestly, did you really have nothing with her?”

I laughed, “What do you think?”

Cheng Susu giggled back, “I think that perhaps other than that, you touched everything else. You were together for so long, who would believe you maintained mere respectful etiquette every day?”

Cheng Susu’s memory was actually not as well-restored as the other women’s because her brain was injured during the emergency landing. She remembers some things but forgets others intermittently. Fortunately, Hua Qingqing returned, and after a period of treatment from her, Cheng Susu’s intermittent amnesia has lessened considerably. However, no matter how severe her condition, Cheng Susu has never forgotten me, which brings me immense comfort.

I squeezed her two large ** together forcefully; the explosive sensation was deeply satisfying. “Who believes we’d hide in a room and do nothing? Come on, wife, give me what you desire.”

The temperature hasn't been high lately—perhaps due to the constant rain or the higher altitude of the Twin Cities—but it gives one an autumnal feeling. This is the first time I’ve experienced it since arriving on Gemini. Cheng Susu also seemed to feel the cold, snuggling tightly into my embrace. “All of me belongs to you; take whatever you want. But you have to make the first move; I’d be too embarrassed during the day.”

I said, “Do you remember that time we were briefly at the ice cream parlor? Hehe, the nine layers of ice and fire! Every recollection is exciting, especially when you used these ** to feed me ice cream—it tasted wonderful.”

Cheng Susu retorted, “You always describe things so vividly, but I would never be that reckless! You must have made that up. Even if you still want it, we have to wait until tonight, and only when it’s just the two of us, or I won’t agree.”

I pressed down on Cheng Susu. “We’ll discuss it tonight, but right now I want to sleep. Let me relax a bit. Don’t call me for lunch.”

Cheng Susu tightened below. “Mmm, be gentle; I’m afraid I might cry out if I can’t hold back, oh…”

The reason my superpowers recover slowly—besides the influence of the wormhole—is probably the different magnetic field on Gemini. It subtly affects my body. If not for various undetectable reasons, Hua Qingqing would have already left in that escape pod.

Regardless, my superpowers still manage to help me at critical moments, like the assassination attempt by Ximen Yan, or defeating the bandit war chariots outside Feiyu County. At the very least, controlling the crowd in the Wencheng Wude Hall solidified my position. From that moment, I believe ordinary officials and ministers would not dare harbor ill intentions toward me; otherwise, they know the consequences.

When I woke up in the evening, the mansion was filled with gifts, along with some diamond jewelry that Zhou Ni had purposely scattered. These were brought by ministers who paid their respects. No one dared disturb me while I slept; they could only leave a visiting card and their offerings before departing.

Diamonds have now gained acceptance among the Twin City residents, after all, their luster is something ordinary women cannot refuse. The cost of living in the Twin Cities has subtly shifted, a change I long noticed. Many new iron coins appeared in the market. Where one iron coin used to buy a bag of rice, now three were needed. This was the situation I desired. The face value of the iron coin had to fall before other new currencies could be introduced; otherwise, the financial system reform couldn't proceed. Now that someone was doing this for me, I happily enjoyed some unexpected leisure.

“Master, time to wash your face,” Shi Qing entered the room carrying water. She and her sister, Shi Shuang, usually shuttle between the residences of the wives and the Imperial Stables. But starting tomorrow, perhaps they can rest. I resigned from my post as an official supervisor; I should avoid the Imperial Stables as much as possible. We will leave Gemini sooner or later, so handing over authority early will allow them time to adjust.

After washing my face, Shi Qing gently wiped it for me. I initially forbade it, but she insisted, and gradually I became accustomed to it, eventually accepting it calmly. Shi Qing said, “Master, the mistresses asked me to tell you that the Prince of Chi has sent an invitation. Whether to go or not is up to you to decide.”

Prince of Chi? I have no particular acquaintance with him. It would be different if it were the Prince of Hu, as I treated his illness and worked alongside his son for a time. His son is still stationed in Feiyu County as a military supervisor. When Ma Xiaoda and I are away, Hutong and Qilianshan are responsible for everything.

The wives also offered their opinions on the invitation from the Prince of Chi. Linglong insisted on ignoring it. “Master, the Prince of Chi invites you just after you’ve crushed Danshi—it’s bound to be trouble. Let’s not go.”

Yun Yao, however, countered, “Wouldn't that be improper? First, it looks bad on the surface. Second, refusing invitations from insignificant minor officials doesn't matter, but seeing a Prince of his rank is good for the stability of the future Crown Prince’s reign. Are we afraid of him? After today’s events in the Wencheng Wude Hall, they probably fear Zhao Qian more than anything.”

Hua Qingqing agreed. “Yes, our original plan was to support the Prince of Xiang. However, the Xiang faction and the Pang faction have fought for years and suffered heavy losses. Although they temporarily allied with the Wang faction to resist the Pang faction’s attack, I feel this alliance is fragile. The Prince of Chi is the leader of the Inner Eight Princes. If we have a chance to gauge his intentions, that would be beneficial. At the very least, we must remind the Inner Eight Princes not to forget that without the Crown Prince, they have no future!”

I said, “Very well, it’s not a dragon’s pool or a tiger’s den. Let’s go!”

The Prince of Chi’s residence is also in the Central City. Although this is my first visit, I have occasionally passed by its gates. It is magnificent, certainly not as shabby as the Zhao residence. Ma Xiaoda once regretted it deeply, as he was the one who bought the Zhao residence for me. But I’m the kind of person who doesn’t care about such things; a place to sleep is all I need.

The banquet was scheduled for tonight. When I arrived with Linglong and Yun Yao, it was still early, yet the Prince of Chi’s residence was packed—the Inner Eight Princes were all present. I don't know why such a grand reception was arranged for me. Was it just to share a meal?

Putting aside the unnecessary greetings and pleasantries, once seated, someone began introducing the Inner Eight Princes one by one. ‘Loyalty to the Core, Defending the City and Protecting the People’—the Emperor had a special intent when bestowing titles upon these eight princes, hoping for a favorable omen.

“Scholar Zhao, your spirit of retreating bravely from the torrent is truly admirable,” said the Prince of Chi. The other princes, except for the Prince of Hu, seemed unimpressed with me, but out of respect for the Prince of Chi, they had no choice but to sit obediently. The Prince of Dan looked utterly dejected, as if he had lost a son.

I replied to the Prince of Chi, “Prince Chi, you misunderstand. I am truly sick of living a life where I tread on thin ice every day. Now that I am free of office, my life is relaxed and enjoyable. Why wouldn't I prefer that? I prefer beauties over dominion.”

The Prince of Chi glanced at Linglong and Yun Yao standing behind me. “I lack no beauties in my residence, Scholar Zhao, but I fear they might not catch your eye. Otherwise, I could summon one or two to keep you company.”

I said, “Prince Chi, I wouldn't dare! That would surely send me home to kneel at the bedside, considering I have a wife standing right here.”

Actually, the Inner Eight Kings do not acknowledge Yun Yao’s status; otherwise, she should be seated next to me. But she has always appeared as a guard, so this arrangement has simply continued.

The Prince of Dan suddenly interjected with a sneer, “Scholar Zhao, I just don’t understand. Since you have a harem full of beauties, why do you repeatedly fight my son over women? And the harm you inflict on him seems to increase each time. Are you satisfied now? He’s been stripped of his post and lost the Fifteenth Princess—that feeling of agonizing pain is something I doubt you’ve ever experienced.”

It seems this dinner is a trap, but I was mentally prepared before coming. Otherwise, Linglong and Yun Yao wouldn’t have followed so closely. In reality, my superpowers are sufficient for self-protection, but they are still willing to treat me as the former Zhao Qian. Protecting the man they love is a new form of novelty and pride for them.

I said to the Prince of Dan, “Prince Dan, I don’t appreciate how you speak. Firstly, Cai Jingjing was originally my wife. She was temporarily suffering from amnesia and was sheltered by your Dan residence. I thank you for that, but she is not a toy devoid of feeling or desire; she has the right to choose the man she loves. Not to mention the Emperor has already bestowed her upon me in marriage. If anyone is stealing, it should be Danshi. As for the Fifteenth Princess, I suspect the rumor-mongers were you and your noble son. What happened during this morning’s court session was not my fault, but rather you pushed yourselves into a dead end. If you speak of pain, I once lost eight wives at once—a suffering your son could never compare to!”

The Prince of Hu interjected with a hearty laugh, “Scholar Zhao has wives and concubines galore, which makes us envious. Even if there were past grievances, I propose we settle it with this cup of wine, Prince Dan, what say you?”

It seems someone wants to act as a mediator. The purpose of this gathering was likely just that. Cholesterol then turned back to me, “Scholar Zhao, I won’t bring up past disputes over women. Since you have already won in that matter against my son, please be magnanimous and do not try to destroy him completely.” I asked in confusion, “Prince Dan, what do you mean by that? When did I ever try to destroy your noble son?”

Cholesterol snorted coldly, “The Emperor has sharp eyes and promoted Little Shi to Commander of the Imperial Guard. You must have been jealous and used this opportunity to push him out, didn’t you? Today I swallow my pride to beg you; can you not grant this small favor?”

It sounded less like Madar was begging me and more like a demand. I replied, “Prince Dan, you misunderstand. Firstly, I have zero interest in the position of Chief of the Imperial Guard. The Imperial Guard was originally established by me for the Crown Prince. If I wanted to be the commander myself, why would I leave the position open for the Emperor to appoint? So there’s no question of replacing Danshi. Secondly, I don’t care about the positions in the Eastern Depot or the Imperial Stables either. Do you think I’d covet a mere Commander of the Guards? That’s a joke.”

Cholesterol countered, “You say it lightly, but everyone knows that the successors the Crown Prince recommends are all your subordinates. What difference is there between that and you actually controlling things?”

I said, “Prince Dan, you can say that to me, but you shouldn’t let the Emperor or the Crown Prince hear it. Otherwise, I cannot guarantee whether your Inner Eight Princes will lose standing before His Majesty.”

The Prince of Chi interjected, “Younger brother Dan, what you are doing is wrong; this is not how negotiations should proceed. If the Emperor learns we are acting like this, we might face difficult days ahead. Elevating the capable, regardless of kinship, is proper. Moreover, those four candidates have long held the deputy positions in those agencies; it’s only natural for deputies to be promoted to principals. We should respect the decisions of the Emperor and the Crown Prince. If you continue to obstruct this, the other seven of us will distance ourselves from you!”

Though the Prince of Dan was furious, being expelled from the Inner Eight Princes would likely make it impossible for him to survive in the Twin Cities. After suppressing his anger, Cholesterol finally addressed me, “Scholar Zhao, I apologize for the offense I caused earlier. You are a magnanimous man, so please forgive my son.”

I said, “Prince Dan, I didn't arrest your son, and it seems the Emperor hasn't either.”

Cholesterol retorted, “The Emperor hasn't arrested him, but he has forbidden him from entering the palace and stripped him of his command. We know that if you were to speak on his behalf to the Emperor and the Crown Prince, not only could Danshi be reinstated, but future promotions wouldn't be difficult either.”

I replied, “You hold me in too high regard; I don’t possess such influence.”

The Prince of Chi turned to me, “Scholar Zhao, please don't be so modest. To tell you the truth, I invited you here tonight precisely for this matter. Danshi is the pride of our Inner Eight Princes. To serve the Emperor and the Crown Prince—what an honor! But he is young and fickle, stirred up by bad influences, and incurred the Emperor’s wrath. However, if Scholar Zhao mediates this, calming the imperial anger and reinstating him won't be difficult. I intended to invite the Left and Right Chancellors as well to beg for your favor, but considering this is our internal family matter, I gathered only the Inner Eight Princes. If Scholar Zhao agrees to help, no amount of money or women will be spared. If you grant this favor to us, the Inner Eight Princes, we will fight the Pang faction for you!”

Cholesterol added, “We will also give up the Fifteenth Princess. You can take her as your concubine, but we vow never to relinquish the command of the Imperial Guard. Scholar Zhao intends to withdraw from official life; why not take the beauty as a reward and grant us this favor?”

The Wang faction was trying to use the alliance to coerce me into restoring Danshi’s command. Why did they value the position of Chief of the Imperial Guard so highly? Was it merely for daily access to the Emperor or the Crown Prince to curry favor and maintain their standing? If I refused, the hard-won alliance between the Chancellors and the Wangs would shatter. If I agreed, Ma Xiaoda might not consent.

I gave the Inner Eight Princes a wry smile. “You have certainly presented me with a dilemma. You all know my relationship with the Crown Prince, and asking him for leniency wouldn't be difficult under normal circumstances. However, this decree came directly from the Emperor. Danshi continually cannot guard his tongue, speaking without considering the weight or occasion of his words, which is why he angered the Emperor. It hasn't even been a full day, and the Emperor’s fire hasn't cooled. Even if I begged, it would be difficult. My Lords, please stop pressuring me.”

The Prince of Chi said to the Prince of Dan, “How many times have I told you, Danshi’s temperament must change? He is the Commander of the Imperial Guard, not some street ruffian. He thinks he’s tough, but he must remember who he serves: the Emperor and the Crown Prince! Before them, Danshi is never the main course! Now look, he’s finally feeling the pain. The Inner Eight Princes have long waited for a chance to rise, and this position of Guard Commander was a rare gain, yet you let them lose it.”

Cholesterol sighed, “Brother Chi, I know my son is unworthy. I have repeatedly warned him. But there are only two women my son has truly loved in his entire life: Miss Xiaoyu and the Fifteenth Princess. His impulsive nature had been somewhat restrained, but today’s events involved his deepest affections, and he couldn’t control himself again. Is it wrong to sincerely love someone? My residence has as many beauties as yours, but he simply pays them no mind. I have no solution.”

Prince Chi once again addressed me, "Scholar Zhao, as you said, what transpired between you and Miss Xiaoyu'er and the Fifteenth Princess was consensual. We cannot stop your love for them, just as we cannot stop Dan Shi's affection for them. Considering that all of this is genuine feeling, grant our faction a favor just once."

Even if I intended merely to placate him, I first had to agree. "Very well, Prince Chi. I will discuss this with the Crown Prince later. Since the Emperor has not mentioned filling the vacant Commander position, perhaps there is room for negotiation."

Prince Chi cheered, "Precisely! That's what we observed as well. If the Emperor truly intended to abolish the position of the legitimate Commander, he would likely have already arranged for a successor. Since he hasn't, it means we still have room to maneuver. Please attend to this matter, Scholar Zhao."

If it weren't for considering the bigger picture, I would refuse now. However, rejecting them would undoubtedly impact the strength of the Prime Minister's faction. If the Prince’s faction suddenly turned against the Crown Prince, the impact would be immense. Of course, once the Crown Prince ascended, he could expel the Eight Princes from the Twin Cities, but who could guarantee they wouldn't cause trouble before that happened?

The objective of the Inner Eight Princes for the day had been achieved, so they cheerfully began urging me to drink. I have always enjoyed the 'Drunken Immortal Wine' brewed here, and unable to refuse their insistent, almost reckless flattery, several cups quickly went down. My head began to swim slightly. Fortunately, the two women behind me gave me a warning; otherwise, they might have taken me out right then and there.

"Fire! Fire! The study in the rear courtyard is on fire!" A servant suddenly shouted from outside the hall. Prince Chi shot up: "What is happening? Can't you see we are entertaining Scholar Zhao? Have you no manners?"

Soon, a servant hurried in to report, "Your Highness, the rear courtyard study is ablaze. The guards are already organizing to put out the fire."

Prince Chi's face changed instantly upon hearing this. He quickly left his seat and exited the banquet hall. The few of us followed him into the courtyard. Indeed, high flames were leaping from the rear courtyard; the fire seemed serious. The shouts of the servants coordinating the bucket brigade rose and fell incessantly.

Prince Chi cursed, "A bunch of damned fools! How could they let the study catch fire? It’s full of flammable materials! Scholar Zhao, please excuse the alarm. Please return to the banquet hall and continue. I must go inspect the situation."

I replied, "Prince Chi, we are not outsiders. Hurry and organize the firefighting effort. We can’t help with the water, but we can stay here to steady the nerves."

Prince Chi said no more and hurried off. With an air of watching the spectacle, I followed him to the rear courtyard. The fire was consuming four large buildings. Fortunately, these four structures stood somewhat isolated; otherwise, the blaze would surely have spread. The servants seemed to know that dousing it with buckets was futile and were instead focused on rescuing items from the rooms as best they could.

Linglong and Yun Yao and I navigated around heaps of salvaged materials—silk brocade, wooden tablets, bamboo slips, and newly printed paper books. A study is naturally a high-risk area for fire, and since there were no electric lights, the source was likely oil lamps or perhaps a small stove recently lit to ward off dampness, which ignited the materials.

"What is that?" Linglong's eyes were sharp. She pointed to a thick piece of singed cowhide paper on the ground, covered in colorful markings that looked like a picture.

I crouched down to examine it. "It looks like a map. Though half of it is burned, I can still recognize it—one we created using the Qing Qing Hao. I didn't expect Prince Chi to have a copy here."

Yun Yao remarked, "It’s because the Emperor has leaked too many 'scorched quantities' outwards that the investigation becomes so complicated. I hope Ma Xiaoda can find out which individuals his father gave this map to, and then we can begin our slow verification process."

I said, "Since we found one here, let's ask Ah Mao if he has checked into Prince Chi's background."

Linglong looked surprised. "No way, you suspect Prince Chi? He is one of the Inner Eight Princes."

I gathered the folded cowhide map and kicked it into the inferno with my foot. "So what if he’s an Inner Eight Prince? Political struggles are the most treacherous; I’ve heard that phrase until my ears are ringing in our world. Even if there’s no problem, it’s better to check. Why do they place such importance on a mere Guard Commander? Is it purely to curry favor with the Emperor?"

Yun Yao commented, "It's just that the Prince’s faction chose the wrong person. If this matter involved Prince Chi’s second son, perhaps currying favor might actually work. But Dan Shi is an absolute idiot, such a stubborn mule; at a critical moment, he only messes things up for them."

I sighed. "Yet the Emperor chose Dan Shi. Perhaps even Prince Chi has no say in this. After all, who wouldn't want their son to succeed? Still, you have to admit, Prince Chi's second son, Chi Dao, is far superior to Dan Shi. Let's go. They are busy fighting the fire, and we can't help. We might as well go home and sleep."

Linglong frowned. "You still want to sleep? After sleeping through lunch and half the afternoon, you're turning into a lazy pig."

Since no one in the courtyard noticed us amidst the firefighting efforts, I clarified, "When I say sleep, I don't rule out getting into bed. Wife Yun Yao, it's been a while since we kissed. Tonight, let your husband hold you."

"Go on!" The two women responded with a delicate pout and left first.

Ma Xiaowei was truly fortunate now. Although she had to endure a body examination in public today, everyone present was a woman, and it was to prove her 'innocence,' so there was no need to dwell on it. When she heard that man publicly propose marriage to her in court, offering to marry her to quell the previous rumors, Ma Xiaowei's heart swelled with sweetness. A woman's greatest wish in life is to find a man who loves her and whom she loves in return. Ma Xiaowei had achieved this, and this man was excellent, powerful.

When the message arrived from Ma Xiaoda, stating that Ma Da had publicly annulled Ma Xiaowei's engagement to Dan Shi and instead betrothed her to Scholar Zhao, Ma Xiaowei's world suddenly blossomed like spring flowers. Even the view of the uninteresting Imperial Palace courtyard, which she had gazed at for over a decade, now seemed vibrant and alive.

Suddenly, Ma Xiaowei didn't know how to react to this wonderful news. She walked from her room to the courtyard, then back to her room, her excited heart desperately needing someone to share it with. Just then, her little lover, Ma Xiaorui, appeared.

"Sister, look how happy you are. I bet you already know without me delivering the good news. Hmph, you two are set now; Father has given his blessing, and he even acted so boldly for your sake in the Hall of Civil and Martial Virtue—it will surely be a tale passed down through generations. I am so envious."

Ma Xiaowei replied, "Xiaorui, this is the result of our efforts to secure it. As long as you strive diligently when you come of age, you will surely be happier than I. Don't worry, I will help you. If one more person from the Ma family is by his side, our strength increases. Although those other sisters treat me well, I still feel it's best to have you by my side as company."

Ma Xiaorui stated proudly, "Of course. Besides Brother-in-law, only I am allowed to enjoy Sister's body."

Ma Xiaowei quickly covered Ma Xiaorui's mouth. "Don't speak nonsense! You must mind your conduct in the future. If outsiders hear such things, it will cause huge trouble. Don't create unnecessary problems for me like today. We young ladies must adhere to wifely virtues and avoid gossip."

Ma Xiaorui dismissed it carelessly. "What are you afraid of, Sister? Zhao Qian might actually enjoy us talking so recklessly. Why else would he always favor me... ah, I mean favor you? In the letters I wrote to you, I made clear what happened, yet he still wasn't angry, was he?"

Ma Xiaowei laughed happily, blushing. "He? He's a total pervert. Even his wife doesn't care, so my words are useless."

Ma Xiaorui also smiled. "He's a pervert, and so are we. I just overheard the eunuchs recounting what happened in the Hall of Civil and Martial Virtue. You asserted so vehemently that you were pure. If I had heard it firsthand, I might have burst out laughing. Yes, judging by appearance, you, the Fifteenth Princess, are certainly elegant. But you let that man kiss there, and even drank some kind of... liquid? Thinking about it makes me blush. Is this the pure and dignified Fifteenth Princess? If you and my Brother-in-law were truly innocent, it would defy all heavenly principles."

"You!" Ma Xiaowei glared at her sister angrily. "Don't talk nonsense! The midwives examined me; I really am pure! Otherwise, why would those ministers back down? Let's see if they dare believe rumors again in the future."

Ma Xiaorui giggled and threw herself into her sister's embrace. "Of course, I know. I even saw it myself. But Sister, how many more secrets are you hiding from me? Tell me, where else did Zhao Qian play with you? Don't be shy. I'm practically your half-husband now."

Ma Xiaowei sat on the edge of the bed, blushing. "I won't tell you. Why are you asking such things, child? It's too embarrassing."

Ma Xiaorui immediately clung to her again, wrapping her arms around Ma Xiaowei's waist. "Fine, if you don't tell me, I’ll resort to torture. I've already dismissed the palace maids outside. Last time, I only sucked a little bit a few times; this time, I promise you won't leave this bed for three days! I'll suck you dry!"

"Ah!" Ma Xiaowei gasped in shock. Ma Xiaorui dared to say and dared to do. If she caused trouble for her again, would she even have the energy to live? "Alright, stop fooling around, I'll tell you, but don't laugh at me."

Ma Xiaorui said triumphantly, "Wouldn't that have been easier? Why would I laugh at you? Did he touch your chest? I don't mean over your clothes; I mean like this."

Saying this, Ma Xiaorui reached under the neckline and grabbed Ma Xiaowei's breasts. Ma Xiaowei trembled and fell onto the bed. "Stop moving! He touched them, are you satisfied now? And he did that in this valley between them, and even sprayed that stuff on top. Aren't you disgusted? See if you dare to that to people again."

Ma Xiaorui pulled open Ma Xiaowei's robes, fiercely grasping her sister’s large breasts. "That stinking brother-in-law is such a pervert. It's such a pity I wasn't there. But I'm not disgusted; on the contrary, I find it not stimulating enough!"

Ma Xiaowei, used to telling stories about her man, couldn't stop herself and continued, "Then he made Sister lie down like a puppy on all fours, and then he entered my body just like that. You know, not that opening

"It's not a certainty, Princess," Xiao Cui said. "Since your form managed to expand once, perhaps it can expand twice. As long as you match his size, the problem disappears. Besides, concerning wives and concubines, I believe the more women a man has by his side, the more capable he is. Especially if all those women are capable and beautiful—that man must be exceptionally capable, otherwise, he couldn't attract them. Furthermore, we tested it: so many warriors couldn't kill him, and we nearly lost our own lives trying. If we ask for his help, perhaps he could reclaim the underground city with a mere wave of his hand."

Ximen Yan looked at Xiao Cui strangely. "Xiao Cui, I recall you had a poor attitude toward him before. Why are you playing matchmaker now? Don't tell me you have feelings for him?"

A blush spread across Xiao Cui's face. "Ah, Princess, what are you saying? How could I? I certainly hated him before because he killed many of our friends and nearly beat you to death. However, later, he saved us and brought us here. Moreover, he is quite courteous to young women, so my impression of him has changed. Princess, I am only considering your best interests—just think about it."

"Sister Yan, Sister Yan," Ximen Qing's voice boomed from a distance. Xiao Cui whispered, "Princess, that fellow is here again. You must not let him ** you! He’s eager to get into bed with you right now. If things go that far, I fear whether City Lord Ximen Ding can even send out troops will become a question."

Ximen Yan replied calmly, "I naturally understand that. To put it plainly, I am trading my body for their military support. My father and brother will not be rescued unless they comply with his wishes, unless he resorts to some trickery—but I won't give him another chance."

Prince Ximen Qing enjoyed a privileged life, and being young and handsome, he was quite a catch in this underwater underground city. However, Ximen Yan had been tricked by him once, so no matter how she looked at him now, she found him irritating. That's why she canceled their engagement initially. But now, forced by circumstances, she had to agree to the betrothal once more.

"Sister Yan, I'm back."

Ximen Qing had just returned from an assignment. The underwater world was far from peaceful. Living beneath the waves were a humanoid race resembling merfolk. They were originally humans, but prolonged life underwater caused their lower limbs to degenerate, gradually turning into fish tails. They were quite similar to the legendary mermaids. Ximen Ding's intrusion and establishment of a new underground city naturally caused them resentment, leading to frequent battles between the two factions. These were not the ordinary wars fought by surface dwellers; both races possessed advanced technology and even deployed laser weaponry. Ximen Qing was returning from the battlefield.

Ximen Yan offered a faint smile. "So it is Prince Ximen Qing. How are the battlefield conditions? Truthfully, I am very anxious about my father's and brother's safety."

Ximen Qing responded, "Sister Yan, didn't my Imperial Father send scouts? Your father and brother are not in immediate danger. The Nangong family needs to open that sealed box; as long as they refuse to reveal the code, they remain safe. Once my Imperial Father's army returns victoriously from the battlefield, we will have the necessary forces to assist you. Don't worry; we just won a major victory. Those Fish-folk are no match for us."

"That sounds like good news," Ximen Yan said, "but I really can’t wait. Prince, could you perhaps urge your father again to speed things up?"

"That is certain. You are practically family now; your father and brother are my future father-in-law and brother-in-law. How could I not be concerned? Come, Sister Yan, let's go attend the celebration feast. You will first ride in procession with me to greet the citizens, and then we will visit my Imperial Father at the palace."

The proper and dignified exterior of Ximen Qing hid his vulgarity, a fact known only to Ximen Yan. But now, to save her father and brother, she had no choice but to endure it. After tidying up and dressing, she accompanied Ximen Qing in a vehicle. This vehicle was powered by energy crystals for rapid transit but could not fly. The Dwarf Clan adhered to strict customs: they were only permitted to develop downwards, never towards the sky. The two rode through the underground city, Ximen Qing essentially showing off his fiancée, as such peerless beauty was unique among the Dwarf Clan.

Upon entering the palace—the largest and most fortified castle in the underground city—City Lord and Emperor Ximen Ding first summarized the battle gains and losses and encouraged everyone, calling for them to fight the Fish-folk for territory and expand their borders. Then, the banquet commenced.

After a few rounds of drinks and several courses of food, the topic among the officials turned to Ximen Yan's city. Someone declared, "Your Majesty, we and City Lord Ximen Tian belong to the same clan. Now that he is in trouble, we should hasten to his rescue."

Ximen Yan looked gratefully at the elder who spoke. Her father and Ximen Ding were indeed distant relatives, sharing the same great-grandfather. However, Ximen Yan's great-grandfather had passed the throne to the Ximen Tian lineage, which led the dissatisfied Ximen Ding branch to leave and establish this underground city.

Another official countered, "That may be true, but they were the ones who forced the Emperor out initially. Now that they are in trouble, they remember us? Is there such a thing as an easy fix in this world?"

Ximen Qing interjected, "Esteemed sirs, even if there were past grievances between the two houses, they should be settled. Moreover, Princess Ximen Yan will soon marry this Crown Prince. We should not dwell on minor past conflicts. Rescue is necessary, but the precise timing awaits my Imperial Father's decision."

If Ximen Yan hadn't nearly been violated by Ximen Qing previously, she might have been moved by his speech. Ximen Qing was indeed a master at courting women; he knew what Ximen Yan needed at this moment. He intended to use his charms to win back her affection, as merely possessing a woman's body held little meaning for him.

A very old Dwarf official spoke up, "Your Majesty, I believe that if we are to dispatch troops, it must be done quickly. Otherwise, once that sealed box is opened, we will have no opportunity at all. I fear even breaking into the underground city won't save City Lord Ximen Tian."

In truth, the areas of these two underground cities were not vast. Compared to the surface humans, their self-proclamation as Emperors seemed somewhat comical. But the apex of power was an alluring apple; everyone longed to experience the thrill of being an Emperor, even for just a few days.

"I have my own plans for this matter," Ximen Ding stated.

A younger Dwarf official nearby inquired, "What exactly is in that sealed box that Nangong Quan values it so highly?"

The elder who spoke moments before replied, "It concerns the secret of the Creator God. Legend says that whoever knows this secret can become a god—a super-being superior to all other species."

Many younger people did not grasp such matters. Since Ximen Ding was in good spirits, he chose to explain personally: "In our ancient legends, the Gods created humans in four realms: the Sky, the Surface, the Underground, and the Water. We Dwarves are the humans of the Underground, and the Fish-folk are the humans of the Water. Those on the Surface are primitive humans, extremely backward and unawakened. As for the Sky, we can no longer perceive their true form; perhaps they are the flying birds. According to our evolutionary research, the Surface offers the most suitable living conditions, yet the humans developing there are utterly complacent. The harsh conditions Underground and Underwater forced our ancestors to constantly advance their technology, leading to our current achievements."

Someone asked, "Your Majesty, what does this have to do with the Creator God's sealed box?"

"Of course, it does," Ximen Ding confirmed. "Do not assume our current technology surpasses everything. Legend claims the sealed box left by the Creator God contains even more advanced technology; whoever masters it can traverse the entire universe. But to this day, we cannot break past the Binary Stars; tell me, how important do you think it is?"

The crowd nodded in agreement. "Your Majesty, if that is the case, let us send troops quickly! Nangong Quan is surely no match for us."

"The forces we sent against the Fish-folk are returning soon. After a brief rest, we can depart. I know Princess Ximen Yan has been anxious these past few days, but the conditions haven't been met; I truly have no alternative."

Ximen Yan replied, "Uncle, Ximen Yan is deeply grateful for your consideration. As long as my father and brother can be saved, we can even forgo the Creator God's box."

"Truly?" Ximen Ding appeared quite surprised. "Surely, niece, you cannot make that decision alone."

"If life itself is gone, what use is the box?" Ximen Yan insisted. "We don't seek domination or universal control; I only wish for my father and brother to be safe."

Ximen Ding looked excited. "Then we must expedite this matter! Everyone discuss how we shall deploy the troops."

On the way back to the Zhao Residence, I intermittently hugged Yun Yao and kissed Ling Long, feeling quite content. Only upon returning did I find Ma Xiaoda and Ma Xiaorui had been waiting up for me half the night, having missed their deadline to return to the palace. They would have to stay the night and slip back early tomorrow morning.

"What's the matter? You should have notified me if you were coming," I asked Ma Xiaoda.

Ma Xiaoda grumbled, "Who knew you would attend the banquet of Prince Chi? You usually dislike socializing."

"That's right," I admitted. "But having just stepped down from my post, I felt completely relaxed and went out of sheer happiness."

Ma Xiaoda grew angry. "You were happy? Are you trying to skip town by dumping everything on me? And with those bandits outside the city unresolved, what am I supposed to do?"

"Everything will come to a resolution eventually. Don't rush," I advised.

"Not rush?" Ma Xiaoda shot back. "If we delay any longer, I fear the bandits will consolidate their power base. Are we supposed to let them build cities and ponds in the mountains? Dealing with them then will be much harder."

Yun Yao entered the room. "Zhao Qian, you have a message."

The mobile device was usually with Yun Yao. I took it and glanced at the screen. "Things look grim."

"What is it?" Everyone crowded around.

I showed them the phone. "Look for yourselves. I didn't expect Ah Mao to send news so quickly."

"Second Young Master Chi Dao of the Chi Royal Residence has been frequently entering and leaving the outer city," Ma Xiaoda read aloud. Ah Mao sent messages in the script of the Dual Kingdom, which our phones had been programmed to read. "Why is Boss Mao sending you this?"

I leaned back into the grand armchair, settling into a comfortable posture before explaining, "When I was at Prince Chi's residence tonight, I happened to see his study catch fire."

Ma Xiaorui could no longer pretend to be demure. "So what?"

"Ling Long found a map that hadn't fully burned," I explained. "Curiosity got the better of me, so I had Ah Mao investigate matters concerning Prince Chi. I didn't expect such a swift reply."

Ma Xiaoda and Ma Xiaorui both said in unison, "You suspect Prince Chi is a spy!"