Half a year into their marriage.
Early morning.
Slap slap slap slap!!!
"No... no... Luo, please stop hitting me... hehehehe...."
Qin Luo: ?
He stared silently at Su Muwan lying on the bed, her lips curling uncontrollably as she mumbled in her sleep.
Hard to judge. Really hard to judge.
What on earth had turned Su Muwan into... this?
Was it because...
Qin Luo glanced at the mess scattered across the floor and covered his face with his hand.
Alright, fine. It was because they’d gone a little too wild.
The two of them, having tasted forbidden fruit for the first time, were like chewing gum that never lost its flavor—utterly unstoppable.
From the initial shyness, the hesitant pushes and pulls...
To later evolving into:
"What? You still have energy? No way, I can’t lose this battle!"
From agreeing to once a week—too much would spoil the appetite—
To scheduling sets for Monday-Wednesday-Friday, different sets for Tuesday-Thursday, and yet another for the weekend.
Even if the vibe was getting weirder, at least...
Qin Luo lowered his gaze to Su Muwan’s peaceful sleeping face.
Hmm.
This crazed version of the young mistress was, in short, absolutely adorable!
......
......
Pat pat pat—
"LuoLuoLuoLuoLuoLuoLuoLuo~~!!"
Su Muwan was awake.
Her first order of business upon waking? Finding Qin Luo.
Qin Luo was tidying up, taking advantage of the nice weather to air out the long-stored bedsheets and blankets.
They could’ve just used their divine cosmic powers to magically clean everything with a word.
But that wouldn’t fit the quiet, ordinary life they were aiming for.
Ever since world peace was achieved half a year ago,
the two of them had become, in the eyes of the public, just slightly wealthy, slightly influential... normal people.
As he folded the last blanket—
"Luo Luo!"
A body slammed into him from behind, clinging to him like a koala with all four limbs.
Sniff sniff! Sniff sniff!
"Luo Luo smells like sunshine! So good!"
"I’ll inhale you inhale you inhale you!!!!"
Qin Luo staggered forward a couple steps, barely catching himself as he laughed helplessly, securing Su Muwan’s thighs to keep her from sliding off.
Lately, Su Muwan had been acting more and more like an overly affectionate kitten, pouncing on him at every opportunity.
"Awake?"
He turned his head, meeting Su Muwan’s sparkling eyes.
"Mhm!"
She nodded vigorously, her hair brushing against his neck, tickling him. "Mr. Qin?"
Qin Luo turned back to folding the blanket. "What?"
"Do me!"
Qin Luo: ?
One second. Two seconds. Three seconds.
He stopped what he was doing. Sometimes, Qin Luo really wanted to call the police.
Crouching down, he set Su Muwan on the ground, then turned to face her gleaming gaze—
which also carried a hint of impatience.
No, enough. Seriously, enough.
Is this... reasonable?
Is this appropriate?
Is this how it should be?
Is this all there is to life between two people?
No. It shouldn’t be like this.
Most importantly, Su Muwan’s frequency lately was way too high.
Putting everything else aside, two-thirds of their day was spent... well. Sigh.
Qin Luo took a deep breath and looked seriously at Su Muwan’s radiant face. "Young Mistress."
"Call me wifey."
Qin Luo paused. "Wifey..."
He cleared his throat. "It’s time for breakfast. You just woke up. Let’s eat first, alright?"
Su Muwan tilted her head, the shark hood of her pajamas following the motion. "Hmm... You do have a point."
Qin Luo exhaled in relief.
Then—
"Then let’s spice things up a bit."
Su Muwan licked her lips, eyes gleaming with excitement. "How about we roleplay today? The scenario is: We’re eating breakfast, and then your chopsticks fall, so you bend down to pick them up—"
Qin Luo: "?"
——————And so, the two of them had a very enjoyable morning. Ahem. Of course, they were just playing roleplay games.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
