I add points to Indian martial arts.

Yes, Pania's help.

Sakjee's solution was to swap partners!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Sakje felt that his method was feasible. He planned to meet Levi at a place, have Levi bring Suleza there, and he would bring Panya there. Then they would switch places: he would take Suleza back to his room, and Levi would take Panya back to his room.

Sakje thought Levi would definitely agree. In this world, women are appendages of the strong. If Levi had the chance to get his hands on Panya, why wouldn't he rush to agree?

Besides, in a way, Sakje was at a disadvantage. His wife, Pania, was the legitimate daughter of the Hamanthu family, with a noble status, while Suleisa was just a country girl!

Of course, most importantly, Sakje knew about Panya's physical condition. When her pregnancy was not yet complete, even he could not touch her. With Wang Yue protecting her, Li Wei would definitely not be able to get close to her.

If that's the case, it will take place within these ten days. When the swapping takes place, Levi will enter the room and find that Pania is untouchable, while he, Sakje, can touch Suleisa. In this way, Levi will suffer a hidden loss.

He Sakje lost nothing, but gained Suleisa.

Thinking of this, Sakje laughed triumphantly. The more he thought about it, the more feasible the method seemed. However, a problem arose: how to get Pania to agree?

"Speaking directly won't work, and coaxing her won't work either." Sakje frowned. He had to think of a way to get Panya to help him. In his opinion, Panya wouldn't have to give anything. With Wang Yue protecting her, and Levi not being able to get close, she would at most help him put on a show with Levi in ​​the room. There would be no loss for her, while he could get real benefits and let Levi suffer in silence.

Sakjee naturally wanted to make a profit from such a deal.

……

Panya's room is located deep within the mansion, accessible only by traversing three corridors.

In stark contrast to Sakje's opulent yet wine-scented main hall, Sakje's room, though small, exuded the refined taste befitting a daughter of the Hamanthus family—the walls were plastered with milky-white stucco and adorned with pale gold mandala patterns, each stroke a masterpiece.

The window frame is carved from a single piece of sandalwood, with openwork patterns depicting the eight symbols of Lakshmi: lotus, conch shell, wish-fulfilling fruit, holy water jar, mirror, scripture scroll, grain of rice, and lamp. At this moment, morning light streams through the window frame, casting dappled shadows on the floor.

In front of the north wall of the room, there is a small shrine.

In the center of the shrine is a bronze statue of the goddess Lakshmi.

The air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood and jasmine.

Panya knelt on a woolen kneeling cushion in front of the shrine.

She wore a dark red Kanjiwaram silk sari, a red that was not a gaudy vermilion, but a deep, aged red like fine wine, with wide gold threads woven along the edges, and delicate peacock and lotus patterns embroidered on the gold threads.

One end of her sari draped over her shoulder and fell to her knees, making her figure appear even more dignified. Her upper body was a tight-fitting short top, also dark red, with gold thread trimming the edges, outlining her slender waist and full breasts. A section of skin was exposed at her waist, which was a warm, ivory-white color.

Panya was praying for Sakje, even though her husband had disappointed her time and time again, and had just pushed her, causing her to lose face in front of the dancers.

But there was no way around it; as Sakje's wife, she naturally had to share his glory and his loss.

"Lofty Lakshmi, you are the embodiment of Lakshmi, the eternal companion of Vishnu, and the giver of all that is good and abundant in the world..." Panya lowered her eyes and murmured, praying devoutly that Sakjai would not be harmed in his fight with Levi.

She thought of her previous dream again. In the dream, she was full of the moon's essence and went to consummate her marriage with Sakje with great joy, hoping that Sakje would listen to her after the marriage. However, when she entered the room, she found that it was Li Wei who came with a lewd smile.

"Can my husband defeat Li Wei?" Pania smiled bitterly. It would be hard to say in another two or three years.

If Sakjee is indeed defeated by then.

What should she do?

Pania sighed softly. If such a situation were to occur, she would certainly choose to die to protect the reputation of the Hammanto and Darban families.

We will never allow the scene from my dream to appear, lest it bring shame upon our two families!

Pania stood up and went to the west drawer to find a piece of parchment. She was going to write a letter to her brother, as she was too worried about Sakje's current situation and wanted him to send some soldiers.

Although her brother is also in a bad situation now, the Hamanthus family's former glory, which once dominated the four towns, is gone since her father died.

But no matter what, the Hamanthus family has a strong foundation, and the brother's situation is definitely better than Sakje's. He still has two thousand soldiers at his disposal, so he can always spare some men to send over to her.

"To my dear brother Atamo, I, Pania, respectfully request something..." Pania frowned, her slender white fingers holding a pen, writing each word carefully. A beam of light shone through and illuminated her beautiful face. In fact, Pania's appearance was the kind of face that was elegant, noble, and had a strong beauty, but at this moment, there was a kind of weariness on her face that she didn't know where it came from.

Actually, she felt a little embarrassed to write to her brother, as the family was not as prosperous as it had been when their father was alive, and she was going to trouble her brother again.

I remember when she was born, moonlight descended upon Hamanthus, and people said she was the daughter of the moon. Her father also said she was a woman who would bring prosperity to the family, but look at today…

Sigh... Pania sighed as she thought this.

After an incense stick had burned, the letter was finished, and Pania stopped writing. Suddenly, her frail body coughed.

"Did you catch a cold?" Pania frowned slightly, but she didn't pay much attention. Catching a cold was probably related to her habits these past few nights.

She's been staying up very late these past few nights, spending the whole night in the courtyard gazing at the full moon, supposedly to help the moonlight in her womb form sooner.

Pania was also very anxious. She really wanted the moonlight in her womb to form as soon as possible, so that she could be ready for marriage.

She hoped that after the ceremony, Sakjee would listen to her, since he felt that they weren't on the same page.

Once the proper rites are completed, he should believe in himself, right?

"Alas, how ridiculous! A woman like me can only hope to persuade her husband in this way now."

Pania shook her head and gave a self-deprecating laugh, then got up to go out and ask her maid to find someone to deliver the letter to her brother.

Just then, the door opened and Sakje entered.

Pania was a little surprised and delighted, because Sakje rarely came to her room, and when he did, he always had a cold face, but this time he was all smiles.

"Why is my husband here? Why aren't you having fun with the dancers?" As soon as the words left her mouth, Pania regretted them. Actually, she was happy that Sakje could come, but what she said was just nitpicking. That's just her personality.

As expected, Pania noticed that Sakje frowned when he heard this, but surprisingly, he immediately smiled again.

"Madam is right. I shouldn't have sought pleasure with dancers, especially with a powerful enemy at our side," Sakje sighed, looking like a prodigal son returning home. "Madam's advice was for my own good. I shouldn't have been so cold and dismissive, even pushing and shoving her. I was wrong!"

Pania was stunned when she heard this, but then she was overjoyed. Had her husband changed his ways? He was actually apologizing to her.

Could it be that the prayer I just offered worked?

Did the gods make her husband wise and powerful?