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

Qin Ruxue's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, like a feather falling to the ground.

"But I don't have this robe..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo finally revealed a sly smile, like a fox who had stolen a chicken.

That's exactly what he was waiting for!

"There's no need to worry about this woman."

Lin Mo's voice carried an air of complete composure. With a flick of his wrist, a fiery red object appeared in his hand.

"When I found this book on formations, the old man who sold the books also sold me this so-called 'robe'."

Lin Mo casually flicked the object, causing it to unfold in the air.

"!"

Qin Ruxue's phoenix eyes widened instantly, filled with shock and indignation.

This isn't clothing at all!

These are clearly just a few pieces of transparent veil!

The fiery red tulle was as light as a feather, as thin as a cicada's wing.

Under candlelight, it was almost translucent, embroidered with a phoenix totem with outstretched wings in gold thread, making it extremely gorgeous.

Instead of normal belts, several slender, shimmering gold chains connect the front and back pieces of fabric, tied to the neck, back, and the narrowest part of the waist.

The skirt hem was shockingly short.

The same semi-transparent red gauze, layered upon layered, could barely cover the most intimate area, leaving a pair of long legs completely exposed to the air.

"Lin Mo!"

"What kind of 'robe' is this?!"

"This is exactly what those dancers from the Western Regions wear!"

Qin Ruxue suddenly raised her head, her voice becoming sharp with extreme anger.

"You! You've been planning this for a long time!"

She snatched the array formation manual and turned to push Lin Mo toward the door.

"Get out of here!"

"Now, immediately, right now!"

That bastard! He was definitely up to no good!

She had actually thought he had changed his ways and was now working tirelessly on the formation.

So that's what they were waiting for her all along!

Faced with Qin Ruxue's almost fiery gaze, Lin Mo blinked innocently, even with a hint of grievance.

"My wife, you're wronging me."

He pushed the gossamer-thin dance costume forward again, pointing righteously at the general outline on the manual.

"Look, it's clearly written in the book: 'One must wear a dharma robe, as thin as a cicada's wing, that fits perfectly, in order to sense the laws of heaven and earth and unite with the soul of the formation.'"

"This robe perfectly meets the requirements listed here!"

"Even if you meet the requirements, you get out! Get out now!"

As she spoke, Qin Ruxue blushed and pushed Lin Mo toward the door.

But Lin Mo's feet seemed to be rooted to the spot, and no matter how much she pushed, he wouldn't budge.

Lin Mo snatched the ancient book back and shouted confidently.

"Wife, are you even being reasonable?"

"This book on formations is mine, and so is the robe. I've given it all to you unconditionally so you can study it, yet you want to kick me out and keep it all to yourself?"

"Is this appropriate?"

"I'd love to understand the mysteries of this formation too!"

Qin Ruxue's chest heaved violently with anger.

"You...are you trying to comprehend the formation?"

"I'm too embarrassed to point it out to you!"

Lin Mo's expression became even more righteous and awe-inspiring.

"My wife, we are husband and wife. Isn't it perfectly normal for husband and wife to discuss formations and refine dance moves?"

"How could you think of something so sacred as something so filthy?"

"In your heart, is that kind of person your husband is?!"

Qin Ruxue was so angry at his distorted words that she trembled all over, her full chest heaving violently.

"you!"

She pointed at Lin Mo, managed to utter the word "you," but couldn't say anything more.

Because she found that she couldn't refute it.

That's exactly what it says in the book.

And he,

And he was indeed her husband.

But... but this feeling is completely wrong!

"I...I..."

Qin Ruxue's mind was a complete mess. She felt that her pride in her rationality and composure was utterly useless in front of this man.

She wanted to make one last stand.

Even so!

"Then...can't I teach you after I've grasped its mysteries?"

"Of course not!"

Lin Mo shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum.

"What others teach is always secondhand; it can never be as profound as seeing it with your own eyes and experiencing it firsthand!"

He leaned closer, lowered his voice, and spoke in a persuasive tone.

"Besides, my dear wife, think about it. You're all alone. You have to memorize the dance moves in the manual, and then you have to dance them yourself. Who will watch over you and correct your movements?

"This book says that in 'Xingyi Dance,' even a slight error can lead to a huge mistake. What if you practice it incorrectly and go astray?"

"I have to stay here and watch over you; it's for your safety!"

Qin Ruxue was somewhat confused by his twisted logic and heresies.

It seems... to make some sense?

But the thought of dancing in front of this wicked guy in those humiliating clothes made her feel incredibly uncomfortable, and her toes curled up in embarrassment.

But... that's the complete "Ten Directions Annihilation Formation"!

It is the only hope for the Qin family's revival.

Seeing Qin Ruxue's extremely conflicted expression, Lin Mo knew it was time to deliver the final blow.

He sighed, feigning disappointment, and took back the ancient book and the dance costume.

"That's enough, that's enough."

"I knew this was too much to ask. My wife is a daughter of a military family, with a proud spirit; how could she endure such 'injustice'?"

"I was being presumptuous."

With that, Lin Mo turned and headed towards the door.

"Wait a moment!"

Qin Ruxue screamed and, with lightning speed, snatched the manual and the dance costume from the house.

She held it tightly in her arms, like a kitten guarding its food.

Lin Mo was secretly delighted to see her like this, but he still maintained an innocent expression on his face.

"My wife, what's wrong...?"

Qin Ruxue clutched the things tightly, biting her lower lip, her cheeks so red they looked like they could bleed.

Finally, she deflated like a punctured balloon, squeezing out a few words through gritted teeth.

"I...I'll change..."

After saying that, she hugged the "robe" and fled behind the screen in the room.

Lin Mo sat down at the table with satisfaction, poured himself a cup of tea, and waited leisurely.

A rustling sound of clothes rubbing together came from behind the screen, accompanied by a few whispers filled with shame and indignation.

"How...how am I supposed to wear this...?"

"Damn Lin Mo! You filthy scoundrel!"

The sound stopped after a long while.

A figure, filled with endless hesitation and shyness, slowly emerged from behind the screen.

Lin Mo almost spat out the mouthful of tea he had just taken a sip of.

Good guy!

With just one glance, his breath caught in his throat.

Beside the screen stood a stunningly beautiful figure.

If Qin Ruxue is a peerless sword hidden in its sheath, her sharpness concealed, yet her heroic spirit is overwhelming.

At this moment, she is like a most alluring crimson rose, quietly blooming in the midnight.

Breathtakingly beautiful!

It's brimming with deadly temptation!

That fiery red dance costume perfectly hugged the powerful and explosive curves of her body, honed through years of martial arts training.

Her flat, firm abdomen was free of any excess fat, and her long, straight legs were displayed without any concealment, exuding amazing elasticity and beauty.

Her long, jet-black hair was tied back with a simple red ribbon, which made her stunningly beautiful face appear even more defined.

But her face was now flushed, the blush spreading from her cheeks to her snow-white neck, and even her delicate collarbone was tinged with pink.

Her eyes were evasive and unfocused, filled with shame and indignation, yet she stubbornly maintained a hint of the pride of a daughter of a military family, staring intently at Lin Mo.

This innocent yet alluring, shy yet angry look is more captivating than any seductive charm, capable of igniting a fire in a man's heart.

"Have you looked...enough already?!"

Qin Ruxue growled in shame and anger, her voice trembling.