Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Qin Ruxue quickly composed herself, her face cold, pretending not to see Lin Mo, and continued practicing her swordplay.

However, his swordplay was noticeably more chaotic.

Lin Mo was secretly amused to see her acting like a submissive wife, as if to say, "I'm angry, come and coax me."

Oh, so you're getting all smug now?

He walked up with a wicked grin, stood in front of Qin Ruxue, and said in a serious tone.

"My lady, you're out practicing your sword so early? You're really diligent."

Qin Ruxue's swordplay suddenly faltered, and she almost strained her back.

She glared at Lin Mo, gritting her teeth as she cursed, "Who's your wife! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Oh?"

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow, his smile widening. "Not my wife..."

He stretched out his palm and continued confidently, "Then I'll have to take back this Lianhua sword."

"After all, I only intended to give this sword to my wife."

"Since you are not my wife, I have no choice but to take it back."

"you!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Ruxue tightened her grip on her sword, a hint of panic and reluctance flashing across her face.

This "Lianhua Sword" is incredibly sharp, capable of cutting through iron like mud, and is hundreds of times better than any weapon she had ever used before.

She's been using it to practice her swordplay these past few days, she absolutely loves it.

And for some reason, she always felt that the sword had become much sharper recently.

For all of this, asking her to return the sword now is worse than killing her!

But... this sword does indeed belong to Lin Mo.

At the time, I only said I was "lending" it to her.

It's only natural that they want it back now.

Qin Ruxue was strong-willed and proud, and no matter what she did, she couldn't bring herself to admit that she was Lin Mo's "wife".

For a moment, she stood frozen in place, torn between the two conflicting thoughts of whether to return the money or not, whether to admit it or not.

Her bright and beautiful face turned red.

Lin Mo felt incredibly pleased to see her adorable, conflicted expression.

Teasing this kind of aloof and proud beauty who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside is truly one of life's greatest pleasures!

He decided to add fuel to the fire, and with a grin, he took another step closer, laying the problem in front of her.

"How is it?"

"Will you return my sword, or... acknowledge that you are my wife?"

Qin Ruxue bit her lower lip hard, her knuckles turning white from the force.

She maintained a cold arrogance, her watery, starry eyes filled with struggle and resentment.

Return the sword?

For a martial arts fanatic, such divine weapons are more important than life itself.

Can I not return it...?

Should I really admit to this little rascal that I'm his "wife" in front of him?

The thought of how he had taken advantage of her with those humiliating moves yesterday made Qin Ruxue's blood rush to her head, and even her ears felt like they were on fire.

No!

Absolutely not!

My pride, Qin Ruxue's pride, will never bow down to this little bastard!

Pride ultimately triumphed over greed for the divine weapon.

She suddenly thrust out her stunningly large breasts, as if she had made up her mind, and handed the hilt of the "Lianhua Sword" to Lin Mo, her voice filled with resentment and stubbornness.

"I'll return it to you!"

She turned her head to the side, refusing to look at Lin Mo, and even less at the precious sword that was about to leave her.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing her deep reluctance to part.

Lin Mo looked at Qin Ruxue's pitiful, flustered appearance and couldn't help but feel amused.

This seemingly cold but actually warm-hearted little chili pepper has a truly unique flavor!

He did not take the sword.

Instead, he stepped forward and pressed his entire body against Qin Ruxue.

Qin Ruxue froze, instinctively trying to back away, but found herself blocked by the wooden stake behind her, with nowhere to retreat.

The man's unique scent forcefully entered her nostrils, causing her heart to race.

Lin Mo reached out, but instead of taking the sword, he gently pushed the sword Qin Ruxue offered back with two fingers.

His fingertips lightly touched Qin Ruxue's warm hand.

Qin Ruxue jerked her hand back as if she had been electrocuted, but Lin Mo beat her to it, gently grasping both her sword and hand together.

"you!"

Qin Ruxue was both ashamed and angry, her pretty face so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

"I was just kidding, look how angry you are."

Lin Mo released his grip, the mischievous smile on his face fading slightly, replaced by a serious expression of appreciation.

"No one in this manor is worthy of this sword except you."

"Take it, my... second wife."

Lin Mo spoke the last three words very softly, yet they were like a pebble thrown into Qin Ruxue's heart, creating ripples in circles.

She was stunned.

Looking at the "Lianhua Sword" back in her hand, and then at Lin Mo's smiling face, she felt a mix of emotions.

This guy...

He's clearly a scoundrel, a filthy rogue, so why...?

Just as Qin Ruxue was in a state of confusion, Lin Mo suddenly changed the subject and his expression became serious.

"I'm not going to joke around with you anymore, let's get down to business."

"Qingyue and I were just discussing that although our Dingbei Prefecture is large, its defenses are too weak. We only have a few guards, which are not enough to keep out petty thieves."

"Therefore, I plan to recruit a reliable guard team and purchase a batch of fine horses to establish the defenses of the mansion."

Upon hearing words like "troop deployment" and "recruiting troops," Qin Ruxue's eyes lit up instantly.

The shyness and awkwardness she had shown just moments before vanished in an instant.

She instantly transformed into a drawn sword, regaining the heroic spirit of a daughter of a military family.

"You're right! This matter cannot be delayed!"

She immediately got into the zone, her mind clear, and spoke at a rapid pace:

"The horse market outside the west gate of Blackwind City often sells warhorses retired from the North. Although they are not as good as those currently in service with the army, they are far superior to ordinary horses and are the best choice!"

"As for manpower, there is a 'Martial Market' in the south of the city, which is a gathering place for retired veterans, down-on-their-luck martial artists, and desperate martial artists."

"Give them enough money, and it won't be difficult to select a group of exceptionally skilled fighters!"

Seeing her radiant and eloquent demeanor, Lin Mo nodded inwardly.

This is the daughter of General Huwei; she not only possesses stunning beauty and a fiery figure, but also genuine skill in commanding troops and training soldiers.

"good!"

Lin Mo clapped his hands.

"Let's set off now, first to Ma City, then to Wu City."

……

Horse market outside the west gate of Blackwind City.

The place was bustling with noise, horses neighed, and the air was filled with a strong smell of hay and livestock.

Lin Mo and Qin Ruxue walked side by side.

Qin Ruxue was dressed in a smart black outfit that perfectly accentuated her curvaceous figure.

Especially her long legs encased in black trousers, straight and slender, exuding amazing explosive power, with each step carrying a dashing breeze.

However, a trace of the morning blush from the martial arts arena remained on her pretty face, adding a touch of girlish charm to her heroic aura.

She seemed still annoyed by Lin Mo's shameless behavior that morning, keeping a straight face and not looking at him the whole way, deliberately maintaining a distance of half a foot from him.

Lin Mo didn't mind and happily followed Qin Ruxue's side, like a carefree rich young master, but his eyes would occasionally glance at her pert buttocks and slender waist.

Wow, these little chili peppers look so delicious!

As soon as the two entered the horse market, a sharp-eyed horse dealer came up to them.

He was a lean, middle-aged man with a mustache and small, darting eyes that revealed a shrewd, worldly air.

"Oh my! This young master, this young lady! They're clearly exceptional individuals! Want to buy a horse? Come check out my old Ma's stable, I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"