Cultivation Begins with Caring for Sister-in-law-Chapter 432: Husband, Just Handle It as You See Fit
The Xiao Family is no more.
The Li, Xiao, and Gan families are currently Prince Huai’s largest supporters.
To maintain the relationship with these supporters, the best method is to choose one among the sons of Madam Hui, Madam Xiao, and Madam Gan to establish as the new Crown Prince.
"Although the matter of re-establishing the Crown Prince is settled, Chu Shou is, after all, the Prince’s eldest son. I’m afraid the position of Crown Prince ultimately won’t fall into the hands of our two families," Madam Xiao said with some concern amidst her happiness.
"Don’t worry, sister. Chu Shou is already out of the game," Madam Gan said with a smile.
"What do you mean by that, sister?" Madam Xiao asked.
"Who does the Prince hate the most right now?" Madam Gan replied.
"The Xiao Family?"
"No, it’s Chen Mo. All of this is caused by Chen Mo, and the Prince wishes he could tear Chen Mo to pieces."
"What does this have to do with Chu Shou?"
"Has sister forgotten..." As she spoke, Madam Gan deliberately got up to check if the doors and windows were securely closed, then sat back down and whispered, "Chu Juan is betrothed by Madam Hui to Chen Mo as a concubine.
Afterwards, we only need to keep reminding the Prince that Chu Juan is now Chen Mo’s concubine, and Chu Shou is Chu Juan’s brother. If Chu Shou inherits the position of Crown Prince, then in a certain sense, it’s as if Chen Mo benefits. Would the Prince still appoint Chu Shou as Crown Prince?"
Hearing this, Madam Xiao’s eyes lit up.
After all, if emphasized enough, whenever the Prince sees Chu Shou, he would think of Chen Mo, which would be more disgusting than swallowing a fly.
"What a brilliant plan," Madam Xiao said.
...
Madam Hui was unaware that Madam Xiao and Madam Gan had already joined forces against her.
At that moment, she too was happily discussing the matter of re-establishing the Crown Prince with her brother.
Though it was the depths of winter, the room was as warm as the Warm Pavilion. Madam Hui wore pink gauze, her appearance charming, well-maintained with smooth and firm skin, and an alluring and graceful waist.
"Now that there’s no legitimate son, the elder should come first. Shou’Er’s talent is not bad either. This position of Crown Prince belongs to Shou’Er, undoubtedly," a strand of joy appeared in Madam Hui’s long and beautiful eyes.
At that moment, she even felt grateful to Chen Mo.
"Indeed, now with the Xiao Family gone, the Prince can only rely on us," Madam Hui’s brother said, feeling a sense of liberation after being suppressed by the Xiao Family for so many years, and then added, "Once the Prince wakes up, I will bring up this matter."
Madam Hui’s brother was determined to achieve his goal and continued, "A while ago, the Prince wanted us to gather a batch of military provisions, which I was originally going to deliver in the next few days. But now it seems we can delay it. If the Prince doesn’t appoint Shou’Er as the Crown Prince, I’ll say the provisions aren’t ready."
Upon hearing this, Madam Hui originally wanted to persuade her brother not to go to such extremes, but when she thought of the Prince’s recent attitude towards her, she remained silent.
...
Xiangyang City.
Evening.
In a room.
Beside the bed.
Wu Mi was crouched down washing Chen Mo’s feet.
Chen Mo had originally suggested that such tasks be left to the servants, but Wu Mi insisted on doing it herself.
Chen Mo let her be.
At that moment, they were discussing the matter of pregnancy.
After all, there was nothing wrong with Chen Mo’s body, nor was there any issue with the women in the back courtyard. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
Yet, after so long, only Xia Zhiqing was pregnant.
"According to ancient texts, the higher the martial artist’s cultivation, the harder it is to conceive. The medical explanation is that the Innate Spiritual Qi saturates..." Wu Mi began with medical jargon, concluding, "When mother and father came together, it was almost two years before mother became pregnant. In theory, with more attempts, even if it’s difficult, it should still be possible."
After washing Chen Mo’s feet, Wu Mi quickly cradled them, reaching for a dry towel to wipe the water droplets.
Chen Mo enjoyed her service, pinching her smooth cheek, said, "Then tonight, I will favor Mi’Er a few more times."
Wu Mi blushed, but did not refuse.
After emptying the water, she took off her embroidered shoes and climbed onto the bed.
The bed was already prepared.
Wu Mi raised her hand to assist Chen Mo in undressing, but her slender arm was grasped by Chen Mo, who whispered into her ear, "No need, keep your clothes on."
Wu Mi, though experienced, was not overly shy. Instead, she obediently turned her back, arching it seductively.
However, Chen Mo turned her body around, exhaling warm breath on her face, clearly visible in the cold winter air.
"Mi’Er, I want to look at your face," Chen Mo said.
Wu Mi, still youthful, didn’t have the voluptuous figure of Han Anniang, Xiao Yunxi, or Ning Wan, and her waist was rather slender, not as pleasing to the eye from behind.
Wu Mi blushed even more but wasn’t like Yi Shiyin and the others, who avoided eye contact, seemingly wanting to watch Chen Mo bully her...
Chen Mo cupped Wu Mi’s cheeks and kissed her.
Everything thereafter flowed naturally, as Chen Mo didn’t engage in too many elaborate antics.
In the latter half of the night.
Wu Mi’s hair was tousled, a fine sweat still on her forehead, managing the aftermath.
Chen Mo glanced downwards, with his hands crossed behind his head, inhaled softly and said, "Today I received a letter from my father-in-law. In the letter, he mentioned that he hopes I can arrange a military post for your elder brother."
Wu Mi paused briefly, looked up at Chen Mo, and several breaths later, resumed her work.
"Your elder brother, after all, is the Young Clan Leader of the Wu Family and a Fourth-Grade Martial Artist. If I assign him a minor role, it would be a complete waste of talent. But if I give him a significant responsibility, I’m worried it would be too taxing for him, and that he may not adapt well — truly a dilemma," Chen Mo said.
Upon hearing this, Wu Mi knew her husband was considering her feelings, so she said, "Husband... just do... as you see fit... I have no objections."
Her voice was somewhat disjointed.
"How about this: The borrowed navy from the Wu Family hasn’t returned yet, and might still be needed. Let’s have your elder brother command this navy. I’ll give him a deputy position in the Fish Scale Guard, with his status just below me and Nangong Xian," Chen Mo suggested.
Wu Mi finished her task, got up to rinse her mouth with tea that had been prepared beforehand, seeing Chen Mo open his arms to her, she obediently snuggled into his embrace, nudged her way, found a suitable position to lie, and softly said:
"As they say, ’when married to a chicken, follow the chicken; when married to a dog, follow the dog.’ Husband, we are one, and I am already a wife of the Chen Family. These military matters, let husband make the decision, I support everything husband does."
Chen Mo stroked her jade-like back and said, "Mi’Er, you truly are a good wife to me."
"Husband’s compliments are undeserved; this is what a wife should do," Wu Mi shook her head and said.
Chen Mo chuckled and said, "Then let me reward Mi’Er once more."
Wu Mi blushed deeply but did not decline. Instead, she said, "Then let husband allow me to..."
Just as she was about to finish her sentence, Wu Mi’s delicate mouth involuntarily let out a soft moan, and she quickly wrapped her arms around Chen Mo’s waist, playfully complaining for once, with a charming smile at the corner of her mouth, she said, "Husband, you’re naughty..."
