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

"Cough cough."

Lin Mo forcibly suppressed the heat in his heart, picked up the ancient book, and adopted a serious posture of discussion.

"My lady, are you ready? We're about to begin."

"According to the first move of the diagram, 'The Serpent Emerges from its Cave,' you need to..."

Under Lin Mo's intensely aggressive gaze, Qin Ruxue gritted her teeth and began to dance.

Her movements were extremely awkward.

It was filled with shyness and resistance.

Making a female general who fights on the battlefield do such seductive hip-swaying movements is more painful than killing her.

"No, no!"

Lin Mo, holding a book, stood to the side, giving his "serious" advice.

"Wife, waist! Twist your waist a little more! Yes, imagine yourself as a boneless, beautiful serpent!"

Qin Ruxue's face turned even redder, almost as if it were about to bleed.

"And the legs! Lift them higher! Show off your flexibility! Yes, yes, that's it!"

"Your eyes! My wife, your eyes are too fierce! They need to be alluring, gentle, and sharp, like they're hooked!"

Qin Ruxue was filled with shame and indignation, and had cursed Lin Mo a thousand times in her heart.

You filthy scoundrel!

Son of a bitch!

But his body, involuntarily, adjusted itself little by little according to his instructions.

Gradually.

Something amazing happened.

As the dance unfolded, she felt a dormant warmth within her body begin to flow slowly.

Those seemingly shameful movements, every twist and every stretch, perfectly guided the muscles and blood throughout her body.

She gradually forgot her shame and Lin Mo's existence.

He was completely immersed in a mysterious and profound state.

Her dance moves, which were initially awkward and stiff, became increasingly soft and fluid.

Sometimes she moves like a serpent, her waist swaying gracefully, as supple as if boneless.

Sometimes she resembles a crane, arms outstretched, elegant yet sharp.

At times, it is like a cunning rabbit, suddenly exerting its strength, full of explosive beauty.

Sweat seeped from her smooth forehead, slid down her cheeks, and dripped onto the snow-white skin of her chest, shimmering in the candlelight.

She seemed to be glowing.

The dance ended.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for completing Qin Ruxue's exclusive talent mission! The "Unyielding" talent has been activated!]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have acquired the "Resilient" physique!]

[Resilience: This physique greatly reduces damage caused by physical attacks such as sharp blades, blunt weapons, and fists/kicks!]

The system's pleasant notification sound rang in Lin Mo's mind.

A warm current instantly spread throughout his body. He felt that deep within his body, some kind of shackles had been broken, making him more resilient and full of infinite potential!

Well done!

He raised his head and looked at Qin Ruxue in the arena.

At this moment, she was completely powerless and slumped to the ground.

The fiery red dance costume was soaked with fragrant sweat, clinging tightly to her body and outlining her breathtaking curves to the fullest.

She was breathing heavily, her wet bangs clung to her forehead, her eyes were glazed, and her cheeks were flushed, making her look exceptionally beautiful and alluring.

Lin Mo stepped forward.

"How is it, my wife? Have you grasped anything?"

Qin Ruxue shook her head, a hint of disappointment flashing in her hazy phoenix eyes.

She felt very comfortable, with her blood and qi flowing smoothly like never before, but she was still completely clueless about the so-called "soul of the formation".

"Although I feel some changes in my body, I can't sense anything about the formation..."

Seeing her delicate and pitiful appearance, Lin Mo could no longer hold back, and the fire in his heart completely erupted.

He swept Qin Ruxue, who was slumped on the ground, up in his arms.

"what!"

Qin Ruxue gasped and instinctively wrapped her arms around Lin Mo's neck.

"What are you doing?!"

Lin Mo looked down at the beautiful, delicate face so close to his chest and chuckled.

"How could such a peerless skill be so easily comprehended? We have plenty of time to study it slowly in the future."

"Put me down!"

Qin Ruxue struggled in his arms, the golden bells jingling all around.

Why did I put you down?

Lin Mo carried her and strode towards the soft, large bed.

"It's so late, it's time to go to sleep!"

With a "bang," Lin Mo threw Qin Ruxue onto the bed, her sexy dance costume now looking even more disheveled.

The fiery red dance costume, against the snow-white sheets, resembled a burning flame.

Before Qin Ruxue could react, a tall figure, carrying scalding heat, pressed down on her, along with her dance costume.

"Lin Mo...you bastard..."

"Waaah..."

The red candles flickered, filling the room with spring.

……

The first rays of morning sunlight, filtering through the cracks in the window, transformed into fine, shimmering golden threads that danced on Qin Ruxue's long eyelashes.

She slowly opened her eyes, her consciousness still somewhat hazy.

A feeling of unprecedented soreness and weakness welled up deep within my body, as if every inch of my muscles had been rejuvenated.

It carries a strange sense of weariness, yet contains a newfound vitality.

The absurdity and madness of last night flooded my mind like a tidal wave.

That fiery red dance costume, those shameful dance moves, and that wicked guy's hot breath...

Qin Ruxue's cheeks flushed instantly, and she subconsciously pulled the quilt up to wrap herself up even tighter.

She turned her head to look to her side.

The other side of the bed was empty, with only a faint warmth remaining, along with the man's unique scent that unsettled her.

They ran away again!

That bastard always runs away after taking advantage of you. Is he a rabbit?

Qin Ruxue cursed inwardly and was about to get up when her gaze was drawn to a note and an exquisite breakfast on the bedside table.

A small white porcelain bowl holds warm rice porridge, with several refreshing side dishes on the side.

The note was held down by a small, jade paperweight, on which was Lin Mo's flamboyant yet somewhat cynical handwriting.

"My wife's dance is unparalleled; I am truly awestruck. I have prepared a special breakfast to replenish your strength; please finish it all. You worked hard last night; please rest well today. As for the formation, we... will do it another day."

He deliberately emphasized the last four characters, as if they carried some unspoken implication.

"rogue!"

Qin Ruxue spat, but the blush on her cheeks softened unconsciously.

She picked up a spoon, tasted a mouthful of rice porridge, and found it to be at the perfect temperature, soft, sticky, and sweet.

This warmth rising from the bottom of her heart temporarily lessened her anger towards Lin Mo by a tiny bit.

After having breakfast and washing up, Qin Ruxue changed into a smart blue outfit, and the heroic spirit of a daughter of a military family returned to her.

However, the alluring charm that inadvertently wafted from her eyes and brows could not be hidden no matter what.

It was still early, and with the book "Ten Directions Annihilation Array" on her mind, she took it out from under her pillow and began to study it carefully in the bright sunlight.

The daytime light was much clearer than the candlelight of last night.

Every tiny annotation on the pages, every direction of every array diagram, is clearly visible.

Qin Ruxue watched with rapt attention. After last night's "Dance of Form and Intent," she felt that her understanding of formations had truly opened a new door.

She turned the pages, her fingers tracing the slightly yellowed, antique-looking paper.

This is the real treasure, the hope for the Qin family's revival!

But when she turned to the second half and came across the pages with illustrations of "Xingyi Dance", her brows furrowed involuntarily.

Ok?

Something seems off...

Last night, I was drowsy by candlelight and got upset by that bastard Lin Mo, so I couldn't look at it closely.

Now, under the sunlight, the problem is laid bare.

She stretched out two slender fingers and picked up a piece of paper with a dance pose drawn on it.

This paper... is so new.

Although the edges of the paper were deliberately soaked in tea to create a yellowed, antique look,

But the texture of the paper itself, the toughness of the fibers, is completely different from the real ancient book pages in the first half!

Moreover, the ink stains on it.

Qin Ruxue brought the book pages to her nose and took a gentle sniff.

It's new ink!

Although the ink is completely dry, its unique fragrance will last no more than three days!

A terrifying thought exploded in her mind!

Her heart sank, and her breathing became rapid.

She suppressed the turmoil in her heart, closed the book, and stared intently at the spine's seam.

As the daughter of a military family, she was exposed to countless military books and strategies from a young age and was very familiar with book binding methods.

In military affairs, the protection and confidentiality of documents are of paramount importance.

The stitching and knotting methods of the thread seal are subject to strict regulations.

And this book in front of me...

The stitching is loose, the needle holes are large, and there's even a tangled loose thread near the corner of the book that looks like it's been re-threaded!

This was taken apart and then clumsily sewn back together!

"boom--!!!"

At this moment, all the clues came together!

What?! A priceless ancient book bought for only three coins!

What "robe" that the old man selling books bought along with it!

What is this "Dance of Form and Intent" that comprehends the soul of formations!

It's all fake!

It's a scam!

It was a complete and utter scam meticulously planned by that bastard!

Those few pages of so-called "dance scores" were clearly drawn by that bastard Lin Mo himself, who then secretly slipped them in after opening the book cover!

How could she... how could she actually believe that!

And yet she actually... actually wore that incredibly embarrassing outfit and danced in front of him!

Qin Ruxue's face instantly changed from crimson to deathly pale, and then from deathly pale to blood red!

An indescribable sense of humiliation, mixed with overwhelming rage, surged from her chest to the top of her head like a volcanic eruption!

She felt her blood burning and her limbs trembling!

"Snap!"

The celadon teacup in Qin Ruxue's hand shattered instantly, turning into dust on the ground.

"Lin—Mo—!!!"

A scream filled with boundless killing intent shattered the door and echoed throughout the entire Dingbei Prefecture.

"I'm going to kill you!!!"