"Is this the thing you were talking about?"

Under the candlelight, Zhao Qianyi was drenched in fragrant sweat, feeling like her body was about to fall apart. She angrily pinched Chen Mo’s waist hard.

Chen Mo feigned pain, gathered her in his arms, and touched her nose, laughing, "Let’s talk business after we’re done with business."

Zhao Qianyi rolled her eyes at him, pushed his hand away from her chest, and scolded, "What’s so fun about this? Aren’t you sick of it?"

"Not sick of it, not in a lifetime." Chen Mo kissed her on the cheek and then got serious, "After my brother dispatches the army, I’m planning to go down to Jiangnan with Ruoqing and Xin’Er."

Zhao Qianyi assumed he was taking his new bride on a honeymoon trip and replied jealously, "Why are you telling me this?"

"After I leave, the Imperial Guard in the capital will be under your command." Chen Mo said.

Currently, in the Bianliang court, Xiao Yunxi handles the administration and Chen Mo oversees the military.

"You heartless guy, you take your bride on a trip and leave me with this exhausting work." Zhao Qianyi couldn’t help but pinch Chen Mo’s waist again, but this time she used real strength, making even Chen Mo cry out in pain.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, Qianyi, don’t hit me yet, let me explain." Although Zhao Qianyi was pinching his waist, Chen Mo was in good spirits, realizing that Zhao Qianyi was becoming more and more feminine.

"Hmph." Zhao Qianyi snorted coldly, wanting to see what Chen Mo had to say.

"This trip to Jiangnan isn’t for sightseeing; it’s for important matters. And if it were for fun, how could I not bring you, Qianyi?" Chen Mo coaxed Zhao Qianyi and then continued:

"There are three tasks on this trip to Jiangnan. The first is to visit the elders of Xin’Er’s family, the Wu Family. The second is to avenge Ruoqing’s master, whose murderer is in Jiangnan. The third relates to the Nan Zhou Treasure, whose clues are in Jiangnan." Chen Mo said seriously.

"Really?" Zhao Qianyi stopped her actions upon hearing this.

"Of course." Chen Mo nodded, having nothing to hide from Zhao Qianyi, and said, "Empress Dowager Hu is actually a remnant of Nan Zhou. Her true identity is the bloodline of the Nan Zhou royal family, named Ji Xi’Er. I learned about the Nan Zhou Treasure from her." 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

...

Three days later, Huangfu Hao led an army of thirty thousand troops, grandly setting out for the Wan Kingdom.

Watching the army depart, accompanied by Li Yuwen, Han Jingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though he was greedy and lustful, at least he kept his word.

If he took the money and did nothing, she would end up losing both money and people, and on foreign soil, she’d have no means to respond.

From the high floor of Hongfu Restaurant, Chen Mo watched the passing Imperial Guard and said, "Don’t worry, although there are only thirty thousand, the commander is General Huangfu Hao, who is a second-grade martial artist. Among them are two deputy generals and two intermediate generals, all second-grade martial artists. With Jingyun’s map, they will surely succeed effortlessly."

Han Jingyun silently nodded, finally showing a hint of a smile on her face.

Chen Mo pulled her into his embrace, pinching her lips, "See, you look much prettier when you smile. Keep smiling more often, don’t keep a stern face, it’s so unattractive."

Han Jingyun was about to reply when she felt a large hand on her bottom, making her body heat up instantly, as Chen Mo kissed her neck.

In that moment, Han Jingyun felt her body go slightly soft and quickly said, "Don’t... Don’t... It’s still bright daylight..."

...

Before heading to Jiangnan, Chen Mo took Xiao Qing’Er to the palace to visit Xiao Yunxi.

Though only a few days apart, for Xiao Yunxi, isolated deep in the palace, these few days felt like a century of solitude, leading to a session of intimacy.

Chen Mo told Xiao Yunxi about his plan to go to Jiangnan.

"Just the three of you? Aren’t you taking more people with you?" Xiao Yunxi rested her head on Chen Mo’s neck, her jade-like hands gently caressing his chest, expressing concern when she heard only three would be traveling.

"It’s not just the three of us. After learning about this, Lord Wu plans to send Old He along." Chen Mo twirled Yunxi’s hair around his fingers and said, "While I’m away, let Qing’Er stay in the palace to keep you company."

Saying this, Chen Mo glanced at Xiao Qing’Er sitting beside him.

Xiao Qing’Er quietly listened and nodded when she heard it involved her, "Maybe I should stay in Weiyang Palace then."

"That would be good." Chen Mo nodded, seeing that Xiao Yunxi was still somewhat uneasy, he said, "More people attract more attention, and with just a few of us, we will have a smaller target, making it safer and easier to get things done."

"Then you must be extremely careful on this journey. If King Yan and the Yellow Turban rebels find out your whereabouts, they will surely be a threat to you." Xiao Yunxi said.

"Although Jiangnan is still unstable, it’s generally peaceful. Youzhou is far from Jiangnan compared to the capital, and King Yan’s influence doesn’t reach there. Without an army, other threats are of little concern. Moreover, the Wu Family still holds considerable influence in Jiangnan, ensuring some guarantees for our intelligence." Chen Mo said.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yunxi felt much more at ease and then said, "This time, when forces are dispatched to Wan Kingdom, I’ve heard that Wu Chang’an has also gone."

"Yes. It was requested by Lord Wu that he go out to gain experience, probably to earn some military merits as well." Chen Mo speculated.

But regardless of whether it was true or false, Chen Mo didn’t mind.

Now that he and the Wu Family are like one family, sharing a bit of credit with this "brother-in-law" is only natural.

...

Inside the ancestral hall of the main hall of Prince Zhen Nan’s Mansion.

This ancestral hall was recently cleared out by Chen Mo as a large courtyard, used for worshiping his parents’ tablets.

This was something Wu Xin’Er had reminded him about.

Even though Chen Mo’s parents had long passed, having no tablets for them at home was simply unacceptable, a great filial disrespect.

The reason Chen Mo hadn’t noticed this before was that he was, after all, someone who had transmigrated. This Chen Mo was not that Chen Mo, so they naturally weren’t his real parents, which was why he’d forgotten about this matter.

Chen Mo, dressed in a white robe, stood earnestly before his parents’ tablets and solemnly lit an incense stick.

Regardless of whether the heavens had a spirit, he introduced the newly married wives to the tablets.

After lighting incense, Chen Mo reinforced the seal on Yue Yuxi and instructed Little Jiu to keep an eye out, to prevent Yue Yuxi from secretly breaking free while he was away.