A family of widows, all shouldered, raising the dragon flag!

"Ninth Master, you're awake?"

The soft, charming voice left Qin Ze somewhat bewildered.

This is?

He sat up abruptly and looked around.

The room was very large and decorated in an extremely luxurious manner.

The floor was covered with a bright red knitted velvet carpet, which was soft and silent when stepped on.

Bronze crane lamps stood on either side not far away, their warm light illuminating disheveled clothes, a fiery red mandarin duck bodice, and torn inner garments...

It's easy to see that last night's battle was quite intense!

Seeing him in a daze, the woman softly pressed herself against him, her breath sweet as orchids as she spoke.

"Ninth Master, what's wrong?"

"Last night you were holding me in your arms, saying you'd redeem me and take me back to the palace to cherish me... How come I woke up like this..."

Redemption? The Prince's Mansion?

In an instant, a massive amount of memories flooded into Qin Ze's mind.

He crossed.

The original owner was also named Qin Ze, the ninth son of Qin Batian, the Prince of Zhenbei of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

[Born with a mortal body and weak martial meridians! A standard cripple!]

The father felt guilty, while the elder brother doted on him!

[The Tyrant of the Imperial City!]

Of course!

Seven days ago.

Urgent report from the border troops!

The Prince of Zhenbei and his eight sons were ambushed by the Empress of Northern Mang at the summit of the northern border, and fought a bloody battle for three days and three nights.

final!

He died in battle in the North, his body wrapped in a horse's hide!

Therefore, in a single day, the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion was shrouded in darkness, with the entire household in mourning, except for the elderly, women, children, and him.

As the last hope of the Prince's Mansion!

But during this time of great mourning, he secretly brought the newly arrived top courtesan from the Hundred Flowers Pavilion into his own courtyard, where he lived a life of debauchery.

This is absolutely beyond the limit of being 'heartless'!

Just then.

There was a knock on the door, and the old butler's stern voice came through.

"Ninth Young Master, the Old Madam requests your immediate presence at the ancestral hall; she has urgent business to discuss!"

"All the ladies have arrived."

Upon hearing this...

Qin Ze's heart sank.

The Great Zhou Dynasty had a strict patriarchal clan system.

The ancestral hall is the most solemn and sacred place for a clan, and the discussions there will inevitably concern matters of the clan's survival.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

He responded loudly.

Seeing this, the woman nervously gripped Qin Ze's sleeve, tilting her charming face upwards, her eyes brimming with tears, looking utterly pitiful, "Ninth Master..."

Qin Yuan felt embarrassed and quickly got out of bed, hurriedly putting on his outer robe.

"The matter of redeeming oneself..."

"We'll talk about it later! We'll talk about it later!"

The woman was taken aback upon hearing this.

We'll talk about it later?

Isn't this already sometime in the future...?

……

As Qin Ze embarked on the road to the ancestral hall, the gazes of the clansmen along the way fell upon him like cold blades, a mixture of contempt, disappointment, anger, and indifference that almost tore him apart.

Soon, we arrived at the ancestral hall.

The heavy sandalwood doors were wide open, and the interior was brightly lit by candlelight.

The brighter the lights, the more chilling and murderous the atmosphere became, as if even the air itself had frozen into ice.

Qin Ze stepped over the high threshold.

Inside the hall, an elderly woman with white hair sat in the main seat, holding an ebony dragon-headed cane. Her eyes were filled with unconcealed sorrow, and her gaze towards him contained both kindness and anger, but more than anything, disappointment and frustration.

This person was his grandmother, Old Madam Qin.

On either side of the hall sat eight young women dressed in plain white mourning clothes.

Eight faces, eight different styles, yet all shrouded in the same pallor and haggardness.

Qin Ze's gaze swept over the eight sisters-in-law.

The eldest sister-in-law, Shen Zhiwei, comes from a scholarly family in Jiangnan. She is well-versed in poetry and literature, and is proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Her features are exquisite, and her temperament is elegant. Even now, sitting upright in the first seat on the left, her graceful and slender figure is still undeniable.

Second sister-in-law Liu Jinghong, the eldest daughter of a military family, is exceptionally beautiful and talented...

Then,

The sisters-in-law are: Third Sister-in-law Su Ningzhi, Fourth Sister-in-law Xiao Yunshu, Fifth Sister-in-law Chu Yanran, Sixth Sister-in-law Mu Nianci, Seventh Sister-in-law Pei Shishi, and Eighth Sister-in-law Gu Qingcheng...

Eight widowed sisters-in-law, each with their own unique charm.

Plump, supple, intellectual, graceful...

Each with its own unique charm.

At this moment, they both sat quietly on either side, their expressions complex and indescribable.

But without exception.

All eyes were fixed on Qin Ze, filled with disgust!

Qin Ze walked into the hall and bowed to his grandmother as he remembered.

"Grandson greets his grandmother."

Old Madam Qin gave him a deep look.

A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes!

A long sigh!

"My Zhenbei Prince's Mansion is now in dire straits, its fate hanging by a thread! I have summoned you here today to make a public decision on a matter concerning the survival of our entire family! You must give me, our ancestors, and your eight sisters-in-law a satisfactory answer!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Ze was startled and quickly cupped his hands in apology, "Grandmother, I don't quite understand..."

The old matriarch snorted coldly, slamming her dragon-headed cane heavily onto the ground with a dull thud that made the candlelight inside the ancestral hall flicker wildly!

"Your father and brothers' bodies are barely cold, their mourning hall still stands, yet the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion is already surrounded by enemies on all sides, lurked by wolves and jackals!"

"The treacherous officials in the court are eyeing the Qin family's military power in the north and their vast fortunes!"

"Those cowards in the martial world who were once suppressed by your father and brothers are now sharpening their knives, eager to make their move!"

"What's left of my Qin family? Only the elderly, the weak, women, children, and you, this good-for-nothing!"

"Fortunately, His Majesty's grace allows the title to be hereditary!"

"But if no one inherits the royal mansion, those hungry wolves will swarm in and devour our entire Qin family alive, leaving only ashes!"

"Last night, I discussed the matter with the families of your eight sisters-in-law all night long, entrusting the lives of our entire clans to them!"

"From this day forward, you must shoulder the heavy responsibility of the Qin family's eight branches, with continuing the bloodline and safeguarding the family's foundation as your top priorities! Your marriages to your eight sisters-in-law are to be arranged immediately, without question! Within six months, at least three of them must conceive a child of the Qin family and give birth to a son, thus continuing the family line!"

"This is not a discussion, it's a death order! This is your only way to save the Qin family, save yourself, and save your eight sisters-in-law!"

???

Qin Ze's mind was in complete chaos.

Marrying eight widowed sisters-in-law?

And they also want to get at least three people pregnant within six months?

"Grandmother! No!"

"This is utterly absurd!"

"What kind of behavior is this!"

Several of the sisters-in-law spoke up at the same time to stop them.

At the same time, a cold, mechanical notification sounded in Qin Ze's mind.

[Ding! Eight exceptionally beautiful women detected. The Myriad Heirs System is binding...!]

[Host: Qin Ze]

[System successfully bound, core function activated: You can view the opposite sex's favorability rating. After winning them over, you will receive generous rewards based on your wife's overall score!]

[If a child is born, the mother will receive a critical reward of 10 to 10000 times!]

[Bound gift upon registration: Supreme Yang Body, 10 Marrow Cleansing Pills, 10 Breakthrough Pills.]

system?

A time traveler's cheat code!

Qin Ze was shocked, but before he could be overjoyed, the golden numbers in his field of vision were rapidly refreshing!

Shen Zhiwei: Favorability -20

[Liu Jinghong: Favorability -30]

[Su Ningzhi: Favorability -40]

……

Gu Qingcheng: Favorability -100

……

[Old Madam Qin: -10]

They were all negative numbers.

There's also one with -100?

Even his grandmother, who encouraged him and entrusted him with important responsibilities, was a negative figure!

Let alone getting pregnant by widowed wives, even getting close to them is probably out of the question!

I just time-traveled!

The sky is falling!