novelSusiti Chapter 438 Lin Chen's Speechlessness
Chapter 438 Lin Chen's Speechlessness
Late at night, in a secluded courtyard.
The courtyards of Ba Tuo Mingzhu and Ba Tuo Baozhu are located in the most secluded corner of Dongshan Villa.
But the "remoteness" only refers to the remote location; the grandeur inside is anything but.
The ground was covered with a fine mythical beast carpet, a tribute from Beishuo, and walking on it felt like walking on clouds.
On the table were two fist-sized pearls from the East China Sea, placed on a rosewood stand, illuminating the entire room as brightly as daytime.
The bed was covered with a curtain made of silkworm silk from the Western Regions, as thin as a cicada's wing, see-through yet not revealing, fluttering in the wind.
Each and every single item in this room could feed an average family for three years.
But for Lin Chen, this was a place to vent his anger.
That's right, it helps to cool down.
Lin Chen never hid this fact.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu and Ba Tuo Baozhu were sent by Bei Shuo to serve him; they were not married or taken as concubines.
It's no different from giving someone a fine horse or a fine knife.
They themselves know this, and they never fight, never cry, and never make a fuss.
When Lin Chen arrived, they began to serve him.
If Lin Chen doesn't come, they stay quietly, just like the flowers and plants in the yard.
At this moment, Lin Chen lay on the large bed covered with ice silk bedding, his head resting on a soft pillow, his arm draped over his forehead, his eyes half-closed, looking completely satisfied.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu lay in his arms, her body covered in sweat, her skin glistening with a thin layer of light.
Her hand traced circles on Lin Chen's chest, her nails painted with bright red henna, moving slowly, circle by circle.
Ba Tuo Baozhu huddled to the side, burying her face in the shadows.
But the moonlight shone through the window and shone on her ears, making them look as red as if they were about to bleed.
Unlike her sister, she wasn't as outgoing. Every time, she would blush from head to toe, just like a boiled shrimp.
But she never said no. She did whatever Lin Chen asked her to do, and she was incredibly obedient.
Mingzhu is twenty-five years old and a widow.
The wind and sand of Beishuo and the strong liquor tempered her, making her completely different from the women of Dayan.
She didn't have the affected airs of a well-bred lady; instead, she possessed the wildness of a wolf cub from the grasslands.
When she was in bed, she was more proactive than Lin Chen. Sometimes Lin Chen even felt like he was the one she had chosen.
Just now—anyway, Lin Chen felt as if his kidneys had been hollowed out.
"Your Highness," Mingzhu suddenly spoke, her voice hoarse and soft, like a cat's claws scratching at the heart.
Lin Chen hummed in agreement, closed his eyes, and casually traced his fingers across her bare back.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu hesitated for a moment before raising her head from Lin Chen's chest.
Her eyes were amber in color, shining like two gemstones in the light of the luminous pearl.
She looked at Lin Chen, bit her lip until it turned white, and there were still teeth marks left on it.
"My second brother has sent me a letter."
Lin Chen opened his eyes and looked down at Ba Tuo Mingzhu.
Lin Chen's gaze wasn't intense, but Mingzhu felt a tightness in her heart when he looked at her.
Although she had only met Lin Chen a few times, she knew that while the man was very satisfied with her, he had no romantic feelings for her.
"What did you say?" Lin Chen asked calmly.
Mingzhu bit her lip again: "He wants to ask the Prince... for help."
"Help?" Lin Chen raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Help me with what?"
Mingzhu lowered her voice: "He wants to fight for the throne and hopes that Your Highness can support him."
The room fell silent for a moment.
Ba Tuo Baozhu shrank back and buried her face even deeper.
She pulled the blanket up to cover half her face, leaving only her eyes showing. She blinked at Lin Chen like a frightened little rabbit.
Lin Chen smiled casually. "What makes him think I'd support him?"
Ba Tuo Mingzhu lowered his head, his voice even softer, as soft as a mosquito's buzz:
He said... "With Baozhu and me by your side, Your Highness will not abandon us."
Lin Chen looked at Ba Tuo Mingzhu quietly without saying a word.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu felt uneasy under Lin Chen's gaze. The sweat on his forehead hadn't even dried yet, and now another layer of fine cold sweat broke out.
She quickly said, "If Your Highness is in a difficult position, I will refuse him."
"Baozhu and I are His Highness's people in life and in death. The affairs of Beishuo have nothing to do with me."
He spoke quickly and urgently, as if afraid that Lin Chen would misunderstand something.
Lin Chen didn't say anything, he just looked at her.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu was very nervous and didn't know where to put her hands.
After a while, Lin Chen suddenly spoke up: "What else did he say?"
Mingzhu paused for a moment, looked up at Lin Chen, hesitated for a second, and then said:
"He also said... if Your Highness is willing to support him, he will obey Your Highness's orders after the matter is accomplished, and will even give all of his father's concubines to Your Highness."
Lin Chen's lips twitched.
He said that his father had several beauties in the palace, each one a stunning beauty.
He said... he said the prince liked this kind of style, and it was a small token of his appreciation.
Lin Chen's lips twitched even more violently.
Does he like this kind of style? What kind of style? When did he gain this reputation?
Lin Chen wanted to refute, but after opening his mouth, he closed it again.
Because upon closer reflection, it does seem to be a little bit true.
From Liu Ruyan to Zhao Mingyue and then to Shan Lingkongya...
Lin Chen fell silent. When did he develop this hobby?
Could it be something you were born with?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu looked at Lin Chen cautiously, not daring to speak.
After several seconds, Lin Chen sighed.
The sigh was long and heavy, carrying an indescribable sense of helplessness.
"Let me tell you the truth," Lin Chen said seriously, looking at Ba Tuo Mingzhu.
"Um, Second Brother, is there something seriously wrong with your brain?"
He wants to give me his father's woman? What kind of nonsense is this? What have I become? A harem shelter in Northern Shuo?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.
After laughing, she quickly covered her mouth and shrank her neck, afraid that Lin Chen would get angry.
Lin Chen wasn't angry. He reached out and pinched Ba Tuo Mingzhu's face, making her face look distorted.
"Tell him that I won't interfere in Beishuo's affairs, and who becomes emperor is none of my business. But if he wants to do business—" Lin Chen released his grip and said slowly:
"Dayan welcomes you. We offer legitimate business, transparent pricing, and fair treatment for all, young and old."
Mingzhu nodded quickly: "I understand."
Lin Chen said another sentence:
"Also, tell him to stop having any crooked ideas, about what kind of concubines to send and what kind of concubines not to send."
I, Lin Chen, am not lacking in women, nor do I want just any woman.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu nodded repeatedly.
Lin Chen snorted and leaned back on the pillow.
I was both amused and exasperated.
How could Lin Chen, a man of great renown, be known as "the traitor Cao"?
He admitted that he did indeed... well... have rather unique tastes.
But can we blame him?
It was all because the old lady made him take on the responsibilities of eight households that this trouble started.
As for Shan Lingkongya... cough cough...
Lin Chen closed his eyes, wanting to stop thinking about it; thinking too much would give him a headache.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu obediently snuggled back into Lin Chen's arms, pressing her face against his chest.
After a while, seeing that Lin Chen's breathing had stabilized and he didn't seem angry, she started drawing circles on his chest with her fingers again, one circle after another, very carefully.
"Your Highness."
"Um."
"You really don't want those concubines?"
Lin Chen opened one eye and looked at Ba Tuo Mingzhu:
"You want me to have them? Aren't they practically your mother too?"
Mingzhu quickly shook her head: "We in Beishuo don't have that kind of rule. My mother is long gone."
"Oh!" Lin Chen said, then stopped talking about it and reached out to grab the Ba Tuo Bao Zhu as well.
Ba Tuo Baozhu was pulled into Lin Chen's arms, and she froze like a wooden board, afraid to move.
Unlike her older sister, she wasn't as outgoing. Every time, she was nervous and shy, but she didn't refuse.
Lin Chen lowered his head and whispered something in her ear.
Ba Tuobao's face flushed red, from the base of her neck all the way to the strands of her hair.
She gave a soft "hmm," her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu laughed beside him, but a fleeting trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
The night is still long...
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Could it be something you were born with?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu looked at Lin Chen cautiously, not daring to speak.
After several seconds, Lin Chen sighed.
The sigh was long and heavy, carrying an indescribable sense of helplessness.
"Let me tell you the truth," Lin Chen said seriously, looking at Ba Tuo Mingzhu.
"Um, Second Brother, is there something seriously wrong with your brain?"
He wants to give me his father's woman? What kind of nonsense is this? What have I become? A harem shelter in Northern Shuo?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.
After laughing, she quickly covered her mouth and shrank her neck, afraid that Lin Chen would get angry.
Lin Chen wasn't angry. He reached out and pinched Ba Tuo Mingzhu's face, making her face look distorted.
"Tell him that I won't interfere in Beishuo's affairs, and who becomes emperor is none of my business. But if he wants to do business—" Lin Chen released his grip and said slowly:
"Dayan welcomes you. We offer legitimate business, transparent pricing, and fair treatment for all, young and old."
Mingzhu nodded quickly: "I understand."
Lin Chen said another sentence:
"Also, tell him to stop having any crooked ideas, about what kind of concubines to send and what kind of concubines not to send."
I, Lin Chen, am not lacking in women, nor do I want just any woman.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu nodded repeatedly.
Lin Chen snorted and leaned back on the pillow.
I was both amused and exasperated.
How could Lin Chen, a man of great renown, be known as "the traitor Cao"?
He admitted that he did indeed... well... have rather unique tastes.
But can we blame him?
It was all because the old lady made him take on the responsibilities of eight households that this trouble started.
As for Shan Lingkongya... cough cough...
Lin Chen closed his eyes, wanting to stop thinking about it; thinking too much would give him a headache.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu obediently snuggled back into Lin Chen's arms, pressing her face against his chest.
After a while, seeing that Lin Chen's breathing had stabilized and he didn't seem angry, she started drawing circles on his chest with her fingers again, one circle after another, very carefully.
"Your Highness."
"Um."
"You really don't want those concubines?"
Lin Chen opened one eye and looked at Ba Tuo Mingzhu:
"You want me to have them? Aren't they practically your mother too?"
Mingzhu quickly shook her head: "We in Beishuo don't have that kind of rule. My mother is long gone."
"Oh!" Lin Chen said, then stopped talking about it and reached out to grab the Ba Tuo Bao Zhu as well.
Ba Tuo Baozhu was pulled into Lin Chen's arms, and she froze like a wooden board, afraid to move.
Unlike her older sister, she wasn't as outgoing. Every time, she was nervous and shy, but she didn't refuse.
Lin Chen lowered his head and whispered something in her ear.
Ba Tuobao's face flushed red, from the base of her neck all the way to the strands of her hair.
She gave a soft "hmm," her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu laughed beside him, but a fleeting trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
The night is still long...
Could it be something you were born with?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu looked at Lin Chen cautiously, not daring to speak.
After several seconds, Lin Chen sighed.
The sigh was long and heavy, carrying an indescribable sense of helplessness.
"Let me tell you the truth," Lin Chen said seriously, looking at Ba Tuo Mingzhu.
"Um, Second Brother, is there something seriously wrong with your brain?"
He wants to give me his father's woman? What kind of nonsense is this? What have I become? A harem shelter in Northern Shuo?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.
After laughing, she quickly covered her mouth and shrank her neck, afraid that Lin Chen would get angry.
Lin Chen wasn't angry. He reached out and pinched Ba Tuo Mingzhu's face, making her face look distorted.
"Tell him that I won't interfere in Beishuo's affairs, and who becomes emperor is none of my business. But if he wants to do business—" Lin Chen released his grip and said slowly:
"Dayan welcomes you. We offer legitimate business, transparent pricing, and fair treatment for all, young and old."
Mingzhu nodded quickly: "I understand."
Lin Chen said another sentence:
"Also, tell him to stop having any crooked ideas, about what kind of concubines to send and what kind of concubines not to send."
I, Lin Chen, am not lacking in women, nor do I want just any woman.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu nodded repeatedly.
Lin Chen snorted and leaned back on the pillow.
I was both amused and exasperated.
How could Lin Chen, a man of great renown, be known as "the traitor Cao"?
He admitted that he did indeed... well... have rather unique tastes.
But can we blame him?
It was all because the old lady made him take on the responsibilities of eight households that this trouble started.
As for Shan Lingkongya... cough cough...
Lin Chen closed his eyes, wanting to stop thinking about it; thinking too much would give him a headache.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu obediently snuggled back into Lin Chen's arms, pressing her face against his chest.
After a while, seeing that Lin Chen's breathing had stabilized and he didn't seem angry, she started drawing circles on his chest with her fingers again, one circle after another, very carefully.
"Your Highness."
"Um."
"You really don't want those concubines?"
Lin Chen opened one eye and looked at Ba Tuo Mingzhu:
"You want me to have them? Aren't they practically your mother too?"
Mingzhu quickly shook her head: "We in Beishuo don't have that kind of rule. My mother is long gone."
"Oh!" Lin Chen said, then stopped talking about it and reached out to grab the Ba Tuo Bao Zhu as well.
Ba Tuo Baozhu was pulled into Lin Chen's arms, and she froze like a wooden board, afraid to move.
Unlike her older sister, she wasn't as outgoing. Every time, she was nervous and shy, but she didn't refuse.
Lin Chen lowered his head and whispered something in her ear.
Ba Tuobao's face flushed red, from the base of her neck all the way to the strands of her hair.
She gave a soft "hmm," her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu laughed beside him, but a fleeting trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
The night is still long...
Could it be something you were born with?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu looked at Lin Chen cautiously, not daring to speak.
After several seconds, Lin Chen sighed.
The sigh was long and heavy, carrying an indescribable sense of helplessness.
"Let me tell you the truth," Lin Chen said seriously, looking at Ba Tuo Mingzhu.
"Um, Second Brother, is there something seriously wrong with your brain?"
He wants to give me his father's woman? What kind of nonsense is this? What have I become? A harem shelter in Northern Shuo?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.
After laughing, she quickly covered her mouth and shrank her neck, afraid that Lin Chen would get angry.
Lin Chen wasn't angry. He reached out and pinched Ba Tuo Mingzhu's face, making her face look distorted.
"Tell him that I won't interfere in Beishuo's affairs, and who becomes emperor is none of my business. But if he wants to do business—" Lin Chen released his grip and said slowly:
"Dayan welcomes you. We offer legitimate business, transparent pricing, and fair treatment for all, young and old."
Mingzhu nodded quickly: "I understand."
Lin Chen said another sentence:
"Also, tell him to stop having any crooked ideas, about what kind of concubines to send and what kind of concubines not to send."
I, Lin Chen, am not lacking in women, nor do I want just any woman.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu nodded repeatedly.
Lin Chen snorted and leaned back on the pillow.
I was both amused and exasperated.
How could Lin Chen, a man of great renown, be known as "the traitor Cao"?
He admitted that he did indeed... well... have rather unique tastes.
But can we blame him?
It was all because the old lady made him take on the responsibilities of eight households that this trouble started.
As for Shan Lingkongya... cough cough...
Lin Chen closed his eyes, wanting to stop thinking about it; thinking too much would give him a headache.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu obediently snuggled back into Lin Chen's arms, pressing her face against his chest.
After a while, seeing that Lin Chen's breathing had stabilized and he didn't seem angry, she started drawing circles on his chest with her fingers again, one circle after another, very carefully.
"Your Highness."
"Um."
"You really don't want those concubines?"
Lin Chen opened one eye and looked at Ba Tuo Mingzhu:
"You want me to have them? Aren't they practically your mother too?"
Mingzhu quickly shook her head: "We in Beishuo don't have that kind of rule. My mother is long gone."
"Oh!" Lin Chen said, then stopped talking about it and reached out to grab the Ba Tuo Bao Zhu as well.
Ba Tuo Baozhu was pulled into Lin Chen's arms, and she froze like a wooden board, afraid to move.
Unlike her older sister, she wasn't as outgoing. Every time, she was nervous and shy, but she didn't refuse.
Lin Chen lowered his head and whispered something in her ear.
Ba Tuobao's face flushed red, from the base of her neck all the way to the strands of her hair.
She gave a soft "hmm," her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu laughed beside him, but a fleeting trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
The night is still long...
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Lin Chen fell silent. When did he develop this hobby?
Could it be something you were born with?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu looked at Lin Chen cautiously, not daring to speak.
After several seconds, Lin Chen sighed.
The sigh was long and heavy, carrying an indescribable sense of helplessness.
"Let me tell you the truth," Lin Chen said seriously, looking at Ba Tuo Mingzhu.
"Um, Second Brother, is there something seriously wrong with your brain?"
He wants to give me his father's woman? What kind of nonsense is this? What have I become? A harem shelter in Northern Shuo?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.
After laughing, she quickly covered her mouth and shrank her neck, afraid that Lin Chen would get angry.
Lin Chen wasn't angry. He reached out and pinched Ba Tuo Mingzhu's face, making her face look distorted.
"Tell him that I won't interfere in Beishuo's affairs, and who becomes emperor is none of my business. But if he wants to do business—" Lin Chen released his grip and said slowly:
"Dayan welcomes you. We offer legitimate business, transparent pricing, and fair treatment for all, young and old."
Mingzhu nodded quickly: "I understand."
Lin Chen said another sentence:
"Also, tell him to stop having any crooked ideas, about what kind of concubines to send and what kind of concubines not to send."
I, Lin Chen, am not lacking in women, nor do I want just any woman.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu nodded repeatedly.
Lin Chen snorted and leaned back on the pillow.
I was both amused and exasperated.
How could Lin Chen, a man of great renown, be known as "the traitor Cao"?
He admitted that he did indeed... well... have rather unique tastes.
But can we blame him?
It was all because the old lady made him take on the responsibilities of eight households that this trouble started.
As for Shan Lingkongya... cough cough...
Lin Chen closed his eyes, wanting to stop thinking about it; thinking too much would give him a headache.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu obediently snuggled back into Lin Chen's arms, pressing her face against his chest.
After a while, seeing that Lin Chen's breathing had stabilized and he didn't seem angry, she started drawing circles on his chest with her fingers again, one circle after another, very carefully.
"Your Highness."
"Um."
"You really don't want those concubines?"
Lin Chen opened one eye and looked at Ba Tuo Mingzhu:
"You want me to have them? Aren't they practically your mother too?"
Mingzhu quickly shook her head: "We in Beishuo don't have that kind of rule. My mother is long gone."
"Oh!" Lin Chen said, then stopped talking about it and reached out to grab the Ba Tuo Bao Zhu as well.
Ba Tuo Baozhu was pulled into Lin Chen's arms, and she froze like a wooden board, afraid to move.
Unlike her older sister, she wasn't as outgoing. Every time, she was nervous and shy, but she didn't refuse.
Lin Chen lowered his head and whispered something in her ear.
Ba Tuobao's face flushed red, from the base of her neck all the way to the strands of her hair.
She gave a soft "hmm," her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu laughed beside him, but a fleeting trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
The night is still long...
Could it be something you were born with?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu looked at Lin Chen cautiously, not daring to speak.
After several seconds, Lin Chen sighed.
The sigh was long and heavy, carrying an indescribable sense of helplessness.
"Let me tell you the truth," Lin Chen said seriously, looking at Ba Tuo Mingzhu.
"Um, Second Brother, is there something seriously wrong with your brain?"
He wants to give me his father's woman? What kind of nonsense is this? What have I become? A harem shelter in Northern Shuo?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.
After laughing, she quickly covered her mouth and shrank her neck, afraid that Lin Chen would get angry.
Lin Chen wasn't angry. He reached out and pinched Ba Tuo Mingzhu's face, making her face look distorted.
"Tell him that I won't interfere in Beishuo's affairs, and who becomes emperor is none of my business. But if he wants to do business—" Lin Chen released his grip and said slowly:
"Dayan welcomes you. We offer legitimate business, transparent pricing, and fair treatment for all, young and old."
Mingzhu nodded quickly: "I understand."
Lin Chen said another sentence:
"Also, tell him to stop having any crooked ideas, about what kind of concubines to send and what kind of concubines not to send."
I, Lin Chen, am not lacking in women, nor do I want just any woman.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu nodded repeatedly.
Lin Chen snorted and leaned back on the pillow.
I was both amused and exasperated.
How could Lin Chen, a man of great renown, be known as "the traitor Cao"?
He admitted that he did indeed... well... have rather unique tastes.
But can we blame him?
It was all because the old lady made him take on the responsibilities of eight households that this trouble started.
As for Shan Lingkongya... cough cough...
Lin Chen closed his eyes, wanting to stop thinking about it; thinking too much would give him a headache.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu obediently snuggled back into Lin Chen's arms, pressing her face against his chest.
After a while, seeing that Lin Chen's breathing had stabilized and he didn't seem angry, she started drawing circles on his chest with her fingers again, one circle after another, very carefully.
"Your Highness."
"Um."
"You really don't want those concubines?"
Lin Chen opened one eye and looked at Ba Tuo Mingzhu:
"You want me to have them? Aren't they practically your mother too?"
Mingzhu quickly shook her head: "We in Beishuo don't have that kind of rule. My mother is long gone."
"Oh!" Lin Chen said, then stopped talking about it and reached out to grab the Ba Tuo Bao Zhu as well.
Ba Tuo Baozhu was pulled into Lin Chen's arms, and she froze like a wooden board, afraid to move.
Unlike her older sister, she wasn't as outgoing. Every time, she was nervous and shy, but she didn't refuse.
Lin Chen lowered his head and whispered something in her ear.
Ba Tuobao's face flushed red, from the base of her neck all the way to the strands of her hair.
She gave a soft "hmm," her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu laughed beside him, but a fleeting trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
The night is still long...
From Liu Ruyan to Zhao Mingyue and then to Shan Lingkongya...
Lin Chen fell silent. When did he develop this hobby?
Could it be something you were born with?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu looked at Lin Chen cautiously, not daring to speak.
After several seconds, Lin Chen sighed.
The sigh was long and heavy, carrying an indescribable sense of helplessness.
"Let me tell you the truth," Lin Chen said seriously, looking at Ba Tuo Mingzhu.
"Um, Second Brother, is there something seriously wrong with your brain?"
He wants to give me his father's woman? What kind of nonsense is this? What have I become? A harem shelter in Northern Shuo?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.
After laughing, she quickly covered her mouth and shrank her neck, afraid that Lin Chen would get angry.
Lin Chen wasn't angry. He reached out and pinched Ba Tuo Mingzhu's face, making her face look distorted.
"Tell him that I won't interfere in Beishuo's affairs, and who becomes emperor is none of my business. But if he wants to do business—" Lin Chen released his grip and said slowly:
"Dayan welcomes you. We offer legitimate business, transparent pricing, and fair treatment for all, young and old."
Mingzhu nodded quickly: "I understand."
Lin Chen said another sentence:
"Also, tell him to stop having any crooked ideas, about what kind of concubines to send and what kind of concubines not to send."
I, Lin Chen, am not lacking in women, nor do I want just any woman.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu nodded repeatedly.
Lin Chen snorted and leaned back on the pillow.
I was both amused and exasperated.
How could Lin Chen, a man of great renown, be known as "the traitor Cao"?
He admitted that he did indeed... well... have rather unique tastes.
But can we blame him?
It was all because the old lady made him take on the responsibilities of eight households that this trouble started.
As for Shan Lingkongya... cough cough...
Lin Chen closed his eyes, wanting to stop thinking about it; thinking too much would give him a headache.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu obediently snuggled back into Lin Chen's arms, pressing her face against his chest.
After a while, seeing that Lin Chen's breathing had stabilized and he didn't seem angry, she started drawing circles on his chest with her fingers again, one circle after another, very carefully.
"Your Highness."
"Um."
"You really don't want those concubines?"
Lin Chen opened one eye and looked at Ba Tuo Mingzhu:
"You want me to have them? Aren't they practically your mother too?"
Mingzhu quickly shook her head: "We in Beishuo don't have that kind of rule. My mother is long gone."
"Oh!" Lin Chen said, then stopped talking about it and reached out to grab the Ba Tuo Bao Zhu as well.
Ba Tuo Baozhu was pulled into Lin Chen's arms, and she froze like a wooden board, afraid to move.
Unlike her older sister, she wasn't as outgoing. Every time, she was nervous and shy, but she didn't refuse.
Lin Chen lowered his head and whispered something in her ear.
Ba Tuobao's face flushed red, from the base of her neck all the way to the strands of her hair.
She gave a soft "hmm," her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu laughed beside him, but a fleeting trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
The night is still long...
Lin Chen fell silent. When did he develop this hobby?
Could it be something you were born with?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu looked at Lin Chen cautiously, not daring to speak.
After several seconds, Lin Chen sighed.
The sigh was long and heavy, carrying an indescribable sense of helplessness.
"Let me tell you the truth," Lin Chen said seriously, looking at Ba Tuo Mingzhu.
"Um, Second Brother, is there something seriously wrong with your brain?"
He wants to give me his father's woman? What kind of nonsense is this? What have I become? A harem shelter in Northern Shuo?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.
After laughing, she quickly covered her mouth and shrank her neck, afraid that Lin Chen would get angry.
Lin Chen wasn't angry. He reached out and pinched Ba Tuo Mingzhu's face, making her face look distorted.
"Tell him that I won't interfere in Beishuo's affairs, and who becomes emperor is none of my business. But if he wants to do business—" Lin Chen released his grip and said slowly:
"Dayan welcomes you. We offer legitimate business, transparent pricing, and fair treatment for all, young and old."
Mingzhu nodded quickly: "I understand."
Lin Chen said another sentence:
"Also, tell him to stop having any crooked ideas, about what kind of concubines to send and what kind of concubines not to send."
I, Lin Chen, am not lacking in women, nor do I want just any woman.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu nodded repeatedly.
Lin Chen snorted and leaned back on the pillow.
I was both amused and exasperated.
How could Lin Chen, a man of great renown, be known as "the traitor Cao"?
He admitted that he did indeed... well... have rather unique tastes.
But can we blame him?
It was all because the old lady made him take on the responsibilities of eight households that this trouble started.
As for Shan Lingkongya... cough cough...
Lin Chen closed his eyes, wanting to stop thinking about it; thinking too much would give him a headache.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu obediently snuggled back into Lin Chen's arms, pressing her face against his chest.
After a while, seeing that Lin Chen's breathing had stabilized and he didn't seem angry, she started drawing circles on his chest with her fingers again, one circle after another, very carefully.
"Your Highness."
"Um."
"You really don't want those concubines?"
Lin Chen opened one eye and looked at Ba Tuo Mingzhu:
"You want me to have them? Aren't they practically your mother too?"
Mingzhu quickly shook her head: "We in Beishuo don't have that kind of rule. My mother is long gone."
"Oh!" Lin Chen said, then stopped talking about it and reached out to grab the Ba Tuo Bao Zhu as well.
Ba Tuo Baozhu was pulled into Lin Chen's arms, and she froze like a wooden board, afraid to move.
Unlike her older sister, she wasn't as outgoing. Every time, she was nervous and shy, but she didn't refuse.
Lin Chen lowered his head and whispered something in her ear.
Ba Tuobao's face flushed red, from the base of her neck all the way to the strands of her hair.
She gave a soft "hmm," her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu laughed beside him, but a fleeting trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
The night is still long...
Could it be something you were born with?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu looked at Lin Chen cautiously, not daring to speak.
After several seconds, Lin Chen sighed.
The sigh was long and heavy, carrying an indescribable sense of helplessness.
"Let me tell you the truth," Lin Chen said seriously, looking at Ba Tuo Mingzhu.
"Um, Second Brother, is there something seriously wrong with your brain?"
He wants to give me his father's woman? What kind of nonsense is this? What have I become? A harem shelter in Northern Shuo?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.
After laughing, she quickly covered her mouth and shrank her neck, afraid that Lin Chen would get angry.
Lin Chen wasn't angry. He reached out and pinched Ba Tuo Mingzhu's face, making her face look distorted.
"Tell him that I won't interfere in Beishuo's affairs, and who becomes emperor is none of my business. But if he wants to do business—" Lin Chen released his grip and said slowly:
"Dayan welcomes you. We offer legitimate business, transparent pricing, and fair treatment for all, young and old."
Mingzhu nodded quickly: "I understand."
Lin Chen said another sentence:
"Also, tell him to stop having any crooked ideas, about what kind of concubines to send and what kind of concubines not to send."
I, Lin Chen, am not lacking in women, nor do I want just any woman.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu nodded repeatedly.
Lin Chen snorted and leaned back on the pillow.
I was both amused and exasperated.
How could Lin Chen, a man of great renown, be known as "the traitor Cao"?
He admitted that he did indeed... well... have rather unique tastes.
But can we blame him?
It was all because the old lady made him take on the responsibilities of eight households that this trouble started.
As for Shan Lingkongya... cough cough...
Lin Chen closed his eyes, wanting to stop thinking about it; thinking too much would give him a headache.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu obediently snuggled back into Lin Chen's arms, pressing her face against his chest.
After a while, seeing that Lin Chen's breathing had stabilized and he didn't seem angry, she started drawing circles on his chest with her fingers again, one circle after another, very carefully.
"Your Highness."
"Um."
"You really don't want those concubines?"
Lin Chen opened one eye and looked at Ba Tuo Mingzhu:
"You want me to have them? Aren't they practically your mother too?"
Mingzhu quickly shook her head: "We in Beishuo don't have that kind of rule. My mother is long gone."
"Oh!" Lin Chen said, then stopped talking about it and reached out to grab the Ba Tuo Bao Zhu as well.
Ba Tuo Baozhu was pulled into Lin Chen's arms, and she froze like a wooden board, afraid to move.
Unlike her older sister, she wasn't as outgoing. Every time, she was nervous and shy, but she didn't refuse.
Lin Chen lowered his head and whispered something in her ear.
Ba Tuobao's face flushed red, from the base of her neck all the way to the strands of her hair.
She gave a soft "hmm," her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu laughed beside him, but a fleeting trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
The night is still long...
Lin Chen fell silent. When did he develop this hobby?
Could it be something you were born with?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu looked at Lin Chen cautiously, not daring to speak.
After several seconds, Lin Chen sighed.
The sigh was long and heavy, carrying an indescribable sense of helplessness.
"Let me tell you the truth," Lin Chen said seriously, looking at Ba Tuo Mingzhu.
"Um, Second Brother, is there something seriously wrong with your brain?"
He wants to give me his father's woman? What kind of nonsense is this? What have I become? A harem shelter in Northern Shuo?
Ba Tuo Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.
After laughing, she quickly covered her mouth and shrank her neck, afraid that Lin Chen would get angry.
Lin Chen wasn't angry. He reached out and pinched Ba Tuo Mingzhu's face, making her face look distorted.
"Tell him that I won't interfere in Beishuo's affairs, and who becomes emperor is none of my business. But if he wants to do business—" Lin Chen released his grip and said slowly:
"Dayan welcomes you. We offer legitimate business, transparent pricing, and fair treatment for all, young and old."
Mingzhu nodded quickly: "I understand."
Lin Chen said another sentence:
"Also, tell him to stop having any crooked ideas, about what kind of concubines to send and what kind of concubines not to send."
I, Lin Chen, am not lacking in women, nor do I want just any woman.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu nodded repeatedly.
Lin Chen snorted and leaned back on the pillow.
I was both amused and exasperated.
How could Lin Chen, a man of great renown, be known as "the traitor Cao"?
He admitted that he did indeed... well... have rather unique tastes.
But can we blame him?
It was all because the old lady made him take on the responsibilities of eight households that this trouble started.
As for Shan Lingkongya... cough cough...
Lin Chen closed his eyes, wanting to stop thinking about it; thinking too much would give him a headache.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu obediently snuggled back into Lin Chen's arms, pressing her face against his chest.
After a while, seeing that Lin Chen's breathing had stabilized and he didn't seem angry, she started drawing circles on his chest with her fingers again, one circle after another, very carefully.
"Your Highness."
"Um."
"You really don't want those concubines?"
Lin Chen opened one eye and looked at Ba Tuo Mingzhu:
"You want me to have them? Aren't they practically your mother too?"
Mingzhu quickly shook her head: "We in Beishuo don't have that kind of rule. My mother is long gone."
"Oh!" Lin Chen said, then stopped talking about it and reached out to grab the Ba Tuo Bao Zhu as well.
Ba Tuo Baozhu was pulled into Lin Chen's arms, and she froze like a wooden board, afraid to move.
Unlike her older sister, she wasn't as outgoing. Every time, she was nervous and shy, but she didn't refuse.
Lin Chen lowered his head and whispered something in her ear.
Ba Tuobao's face flushed red, from the base of her neck all the way to the strands of her hair.
She gave a soft "hmm," her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz.
Ba Tuo Mingzhu laughed beside him, but a fleeting trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
The night is still long...