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Investing in the Reborn Empress: She Actually Calls Me Husband
Chapter 523

I'm Her Master's Husband-I Won't Pretend Anymore

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Li Mo had assumed that the renowned Prince of Southern Pacification's residence would be magnificent and resplendent, but to his utter surprise, apart from its large size, it appeared quite ordinary.

The vermilion paint on the gateposts was peeling off, the stone lion was missing a tooth, and the courtyard wall looked like it hadn't been repaired in a long time.

Standing at the junction of the imperial city, to the left, separated by a wall, is a palace with vermilion walls, green tiles, and glazed roofs; to the right, across the street, are pavilions, towers, carved beams, and painted rafters.

Therefore, the Southern Pacification Prince Mansion looks like the dividing line between the imperial city and the Inner City.

"We don't live here permanently, and many things have already been sold off. Unfortunately, this land was His Majesty and cannot be bought or sold."

Zhong Zhenyue sighed and patted the stone lion.

Snap--

As a result, the stone lion's last remaining tooth also fell to the ground.

He was silent for a moment, then took out half a rice ball from his pocket and glued the teeth back onto the lion.

"... Old Zhong, where did you get those rice balls?"

"Oh, it's leftovers from breakfast. I was thinking of just making do with it for lunch."

Is it really that exaggerated?

Li Mo has recently noticed that Lao Zhong is acting a little differently.

I remember back in Yun Province, Zhong Zhenyue would spend a fortune on a demoness from a demonic sect, throwing money around like it was nothing.

Turning around, he even kept the leftover rice balls...

Zhong Ling jumped off the carriage. "He only recently found out how poor our family is."

Well, if Li Mo hadn't been to Southern Border, he would hardly have imagined it.

It was a formidable force in the Southern Border, ranking third on the Earth Ranking, and commanding an army of hundreds of thousands.

When these words are put together, anyone would think it refers to Square.

But what if you need to fund the army out of your own pocket, and still maintain a relatively strong fighting capacity?

"Then why don't I just invest in Prince of Southern Pacification?"

Li Mo naturally thought so.

Investing in the Prince of Southern Pacification is equivalent to investing in the entire Southern Border; then he won't need to worry about martial arts enlightenment anymore...

But this could also lead to stepping into certain whirlpools.

We should wait until we see the Prince of Southern Pacification before discussing this further.

Zhong Zhenyue led Li Mo through the long corridor to the front of the study. There were not only several guards at the door, but also eunuchs dressed in crimson robes serving them.

The eunuch announced their arrival inside before Li Mo and Zhong Zhenyue went in.

"Father."

"Greetings, Your Prince."

Li Mo politely cupped his hands in greeting.

"I've heard so much about you, Little Tyrant."

The Prince of Southern Pacification was sitting at his desk, holding a book in his left hand and playing chess with his right, talking to himself.

He was dressed in casual clothes and looked like an ordinary middle-aged man relaxing at home, without any air of military service.

What surprised Li Mo even more was that the Prince of Southern Pacification called him by that amusing nickname when they first met, a nickname only people from the martial arts world would use.

People from all walks of life can become friends over a drink and a few words.

Li Mo suddenly felt that the Prince of Southern Pacification had shed his aura and become much more approachable and easy-going.

Is this really the Prince of Southern Pacification?

[Name: Zhong Qin]

[Age: 47]

[Root Bone: Sky-Supporting Physique]

[Realm: Peak of Dharma Body]

[Destiny: Gold with a hint of gray]

[Evaluation: Earth Ranking, the Pillar of the Southern Border; however, his greatest strength lies not in martial arts, but in his method of commanding troops to defeat tens of thousands of enemies.]

[Recent Encounters: In the Southern Border Frontier, the policy of equal land distribution, allowing soldiers and civilians to cultivate the land themselves, has long been considered a thorn in the side by both the court and officials. Furthermore, the policy's influence is immense, and its prestige in the Southern Border surpasses that of the Great Yu Imperial Family...]

Why did Uncle Zhong suddenly call me here today?

Little Li is still as good at coaxing elders as ever.

Zhong Qin made him a cup of tea:

"You risked your life and disregarded personal gain in Southern Border; I've been thinking about how to thank you."

After much thought, I've concluded that you're not interested in fame or fortune.

I'm still somewhat interested in names... Little Li knows himself very well.

"So, would you be willing to learn the method to defeat ten thousand men?"

Cloud-Stepping Tower.

"It allows me to merge my Hundred Bird Phoenix Form and my Taiyin form into one."

As dusk approached, Ying Bing withdrew her consciousness from the seed of the Bronze Divine Tree. After finishing her daytime cultivation, she looked at the picture book on the tea table.

This was something Shang Qinqing 'accidentally left behind'; she forgot to take it when she went out.

Why do so many people like to watch it?

"It's a special collector's edition..."

It wasn't evening yet when Ying Bing picked up the latest chapter of "The Overbearing Empress Falls in Love With Me." Before she could even turn the page, the wind blew it open.

Chapter 134: [I'm coming clean, I'm Master's husband, I'm not pretending anymore!]

If Li Mo were here, he would definitely rave about how Senior Brother Ouyang is a true genius in this field.

With a title like that, it's no wonder the catalog sold in Imperial Capital...

The content is even more amazing and incredible.

"..."

Ying Bing turned a page, her eyes becoming slightly vacant.

"If we get married, we'll face condemnation from everyone, gossip, and irreparable damage..."

"A true love is placed before me. If I don't cherish it, if I have to put a time limit on this love..."

"First bow to Heaven and Earth, second bow to your parents!"

"Still calling me apprentice at a time like this?"

"My husband..."

Okay.

<The Overbearing Empress Falls in Love With Me> is updating very quickly. Ouyang is working overtime every day, and he's even finished writing it so he got married. It's a pity that the plot stopped at the moment after the wedding ceremony and entering the bridal chamber.

"How come it ends here?"

"But it's finished..."

Ying Bing initially didn't think much of it, but as she read to the end, she felt reluctant to leave, and then suddenly her eyes widened in surprise.

Why did she finish looking through the picture book without realizing it?

And... the immersion is so strong?

Yes, it must be because the illustrations in the book are so good, so captivating...

She glanced at the sky, then got up and went downstairs.

"Huh? Where's my sketchbook? I haven't finished looking at it yet, where did you put it?"

On the table in the lobby, as soon as Shang Qinqing saw Ying Bing coming over, she cleared her throat, her voice quite loud.

"Little Bing, do you have any clues?"

"I have a book in my room, I don't know if it's the one you dropped." Ying Bing said expressionlessly, looking away.

"Wow, this picture book is actually pretty good. I've only looked at half of it. What happens next?"

"I didn't see it."

Ying Bing remained calm and composed, not falling for the deception at all.

Shang Qinqing rested her chin on her hand. "That's such a pity. I heard that the story of the picture book was written by someone we all know, and it was drawn by a disciple of the Clear Abyss Sect."

"Such a thing is true?"

"Hey-hey..."

Shang Qinqing's narrowed eyes were full of pleasure.

Whether you've seen it or not, she'll still kowtow to you first.

"?"

Ying Bing pursed her lips, unsure if Shang Qinqing had guessed it, then lowered her eyes to look outside.

It's already so dark.

Why isn't he back yet?

The Southern Pacification Prince Mansion.

"There's plenty of time in the future. You can learn military strategy at your own pace. Let's forget about the sponsorship; it won't do you any good. Why don't you stay for dinner today?"

Zhong Qin stood in front of the sand table and asked,

"I won't bother you any longer, I need to go back and cook."

Li Mo formally cupped his hands in greeting, somewhat regretful that the investment had failed, but also knowing that the Prince of Southern Pacification meant well and didn't want to drag him into the mess.

It seems we have to try a different approach...

"By the way, Uncle Zhong, when I was traveling in the Southern Border, I discovered that many villages are no longer isolated and often come to Greenwood City to trade. Their specialties should sell very well in Great Yu."

After Li Mo finished speaking, he glanced at the sky and quickly took his leave.

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