Many children, many blessings; my family helped me win over the ultimate fairy.

When Jiang Yuan returned to the newly prepared imperial palace, it was already dawn.

However, cultivators don't distinguish between day and night; at most, they experience both day and night.

The palace was enormous, shrouded in mist, with cranes circling overhead; it was built entirely to the highest standards of the Jiang family.

He pushed open the door to the palace, and a faint fragrance wafted out—it was Bai Qingxue's scent.

The newlywed wife was sitting cross-legged on the bed, seemingly practicing meditation, but her aura was somewhat disordered, indicating that her mind was not at peace.

Hearing the door open, Bai Qingxue opened her eyes, her usually cold gaze now filled with complex emotions.

She looked at Jiang Yuan approaching, her lips moved as if she wanted to ask something, but she didn't know where to begin.

What happened last night had a huge impact on her.

First, this supposedly useless imperial prince displayed a strength on his wedding night that was completely contrary to the rumors, leaving even her, an eighth-level Dao Seeking Realm cultivator, somewhat unable to cope.

Then, what shocked her even more was that this man, in front of her, went from an ordinary person with no cultivation to the third realm of Divine Soul in the blink of an eye!

Can mortals cultivate now?

This completely overturns the ironclad rules of the entire Immortal Emperor World!

The most crucial point is... I'm pregnant!

As an eighth-level cultivator, she couldn't possibly be unaware of the changes in her body.

One night?

A mortal versus himself as a cultivator?

This...this is amazing!

For the first time, she felt that her husband was full of secrets.

"Husband...you..." Bai Qingxue couldn't help but speak.

"Come on, give me a kiss." Jiang Yuan walked to the bedside, sat down naturally, reached out and pulled her into his arms, and kissed her on her smooth face.

Bai Qingxue's body stiffened slightly.

Although they had consummated their marriage last night, she was still not good at dealing with such an aggressive man.

Strangely, she didn't feel much rejection; instead, she had a slightly unusual feeling.

She mustered her courage and asked the question that had been lingering in her mind, "You...you weren't a mortal, were you? Why...can you cultivate?"

She desperately wanted to know the answer.

This not only concerns her perception of her husband, but may also affect her and the future of the entire White Tiger royal family.

The longer this imperial prince lives, the more prosperous the White Tiger royal family can thrive under his protection.

"Oh, you mean this?"

Jiang Yuan seemed indifferent and casually said, "Maybe my parents' bloodline is too strong, and they couldn't suppress it, so it awakened by accident."

I can't just tell you directly that I got the reward by sleeping with you, can I? That would be too beastly.

That's exactly what I did.

Jiang Yuan muttered to himself.

Bai Qingxue clearly did not believe this explanation.

Did I awaken without even realizing it?

You think you can jump directly from a mortal to the Divine Soul Realm? You're kidding me!

If it were really that easy to awaken, why would the Jiang family have kept you as a mortal for eighteen years?

Looking at Jiang Yuan's wickedly smiling face, she always felt that this man was hiding a huge secret.

However, she wisely refrained from asking any further questions.

Everyone has their own secrets. If he doesn't want to talk about it, there's no point in asking him any more questions.

"My husband, I think I'm pregnant. Let's keep our promise of one pregnancy a year..."

Bai Qingxue's face turned even redder, and her voice was barely audible.

Although we cannot rule out the possibility that this was an accident.

But her intuition told her that Jiang Yuan's seemingly absurd statement of "one per year" was unlikely to be an accident.

This man seems to truly possess that terrifying ability.

"That's definitely true."

Jiang Yuan chuckled, his hands starting to wander. "This is just the first one. Our revolutionary road is still long! Come on, wife, let's add another brick to the great revival of our family! I heard there's a chance we'll have twins."

"Ah...it's still daytime..."

"What's wrong during the day? It feels better during the day. My yard is quite big, so I can hold you and let you get used to it."

……

……

After familiarizing himself with just a small part of the palace, Jiang Yuan left the Emperor's Palace feeling refreshed.

Bai Qingxue lay on the bed, her body limp and unable to move a single finger, her pretty face flushed red.

She discovered that her body seemed to be increasingly less resistant to this cheap husband.

There's even a tiny bit... I like it?

The moment the thought crossed her mind, she was startled.

I, Bai Qingxue, am devoted to the Dao. How could I be obsessed with romantic love?

She quickly shook her head, trying to shake off the dangerous thought, but Jiang Yuan's wicked grin involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

No, no, Bai Qingxue, how could you be so depraved?

Cultivation is essential!

……

As soon as Jiang Yuan stepped out of the Emperor's Palace, he saw a large group of people kneeling at the entrance.

Leading the group was none other than his protector, Uncle Fu, along with his maid Xiao Cui and a large group of newly transferred maids and servants.

"Congratulations, Your Highness, on your wedding!"

"Congratulations, Your Highness the Imperial Consort!"

The crowd shouted in unison, creating a powerful and enthusiastic atmosphere.

"Alright, alright, get up, everyone." Jiang Yuan waved his hand.

"Your Highness, the Imperial Prince,"

Uncle Fu stood up, his face beaming with smiles, and respectfully handed over a jade bottle. "This is the Nine-Turn Dragon-Tiger Pill, specially ordered by the patriarch. He said it can help you... strengthen your foundation and enhance your physique."

Jiang Yuan's lips twitched.

Nine-Turn Dragon-Tiger Elixir?

Holy crap, isn't this some kind of potent medicine meant for those old men who are depleted of their vital energy?

I'm only eighteen!

So energetic and vigorous! Do you really need this thing?

What does Uncle mean by this? Is he afraid I'll damage the land? Or is he afraid the ox will die?

"And this too."

The maid Xiao Cui also brought over a food box. "This is the Divine Phoenix Heaven-Mending Soup, which the Third Elder personally cooked, using the eggs of the Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix and the ten-thousand-year-old blood ginseng, and simmered for seven days and seven nights. He said... he wanted you to drink more."

Jiang Yuan's eyelids twitched even more violently.

Divine Phoenix Sky-Mending Soup?

"Okay, just leave them there." He waved his hand, somewhat amused and exasperated.

"Yes."

After Uncle Fu, Xiao Cui, and the others left, Jiang Yuan sighed.

This feeling of being treated like a stud.

It's a bit strange, but... I have to say, it's pretty fun.

His wife has family connections to help him find a husband, and his child will be raised by his family after birth. He can just lie back and enjoy himself while taking the rewards he gets.

I wouldn't trade this life for a god!

"Young Master,"

Xiao Cui then came closer and whispered, "The head of the family told you to go to the council hall after you've rested. He said... he's found a few more good candidates for you."

Again?

Jiang Yuan's eyes lit up.

You've only just finished one, is your efficiency really that high?

我喜欢！

He patted Xiao Cui's pert bottom and laughed, "I know, tell your uncle I'll be right there."

Xiao Cui was startled by his pat and ran away with her face flushed.

Jiang Yuan watched her run away, pondering to himself.

This little girl is getting more and more beautiful.

However, the system score seems a bit low, only around 70 points, which is a pity.

Well, being a personal secretary isn't so bad. When there's something to do, the secretary will do it; when there's nothing to do, I can play mahjong with the secretary.

He straightened his robes, put his hands behind his back, and strode towards the council hall with an air of indifference.