"My dear husband, are you really planning to ascend the throne and become emperor, with three thousand beauties in your harem?"
"I have no such plans for now." Zhao Linchuan placated her, lifting his teacup for a sip.
"Hm?!" Yue Shen slapped the table, nearly jumping to her feet.
Her beautiful eyes widened, and she gritted her teeth as she said, "You bastard! You really are planning to get three thousand?!"
To be fair, every time Zhao Linchuan summoned a woman into this world, Yue Shen would make a few sour remarks.
But even when she was jealous, she had never said much more than that.
This time, though, was a little different.
If Zhao Linchuan really got three thousand women, she would actually bite him a couple of times!
"I meant I have no plans to become emperor." Zhao Linchuan looked at her helplessly. "What on earth do you spend all day thinking about?"
"Three thousand beauties—would I even have time for them all?"
"Hmph." Yue Shen gave a coquettish huff and sat back down on the chaise.
Resting her chin in her hand, she suddenly asked, "Husband, you're busy from morning till night. How come no crops have sprouted in the fields?"
She looked at him, a glint of seriousness in her eyes. She was already practically obsessed with the idea of having a child.
Thinking it over, her eyes suddenly lit up. "How about taking a few more concubines?"
"This..." Zhao Linchuan had barely opened his mouth when Yue Shen continued on her own. "Let Zi Nu come keep you company tonight."
"I've already talked it over with her. She agreed."
Zhao Linchuan: "..."
Yue Shen paused, then remembered something else. "Oh, right. Yan Fei will be coming out of seclusion soon."
"After she does, the three