"You kept calling for a pong last time, which prevented me from drawing a tile for three rounds. Did I say anything to you?"

"Are these the same thing? Should I touch it or not? Commander, someone here is cheating."

"General, he's the one cheating!"

A man laughed heartily, "My ladies, don't be angry. I'll give each of you a kiss, and that will be the end of it."

"Ugh, Yingru is still here."

"General, I'm not going to be at a disadvantage. If you give me a kiss, I'll give you a kiss in return."

"Okay, okay, kiss! Kiss!"

"mua~"

Sigh, this life... is almost as long as playing video games alone at night.

Li Changzhou walked in and saw Marshal Li having lipstick applied to his face by a glamorous woman with a fiery appearance and figure.

There were two mahjong tables in the living room, surrounded by maids serving them. Food and drinks were laid out on one side, making it more extravagant than a snack shop, pastry shop, or delicatessen.

"Changzhou is here!" a dignified-looking woman called out.

"Second Aunt." Li Changzhou called out with a smile, and then called over the remaining five aunts—the First Madam, the biological mother of the two brothers, Li Bichang and Li Changzhou, was not present.

The youngest of these six concubines was three years younger than him, only seventeen (or perhaps sixteen). She was a concubine that General Li had just taken after arriving in Songcheng.

Besides these people, there was also Li Bichang's legal wife, Zhong Yingru, who sat at the table full of women, playing mahjong with them.

Li Changzhou called out "Sister-in-law" again.

Zhong Yingru smiled and nodded at him, replying, "Second Uncle."

This is a young woman with delicate features, wearing a fitted black silk cheongsam with red peony patterns, her hair tied up with a golden toad-shaped hair ornament, and a Spanish hard-shell fan-shaped flower tucked into her hair.

Including Marshal Li's six wives and Zhong Yingru, there are exactly eight people, enough for two mahjong tables.

"Hey kid, come here," Commander Li called out as he shuffled the cards.

Li Changzhou walked over.

"Sit down." Commander Li turned his head to the side, gesturing for him to sit down on the stool.

"Second brother, what do you think of Lin Yin? Does she suit your taste?" asked the hot-bodied third concubine, who was sitting to the left of Commander Li.

Li Changzhou was to the right of Commander Li, sandwiched between Commander Li and the fourth concubine of Suzhou surnamed Shen.

Directly opposite Commander Li was his youngest aunt, whose eyes, both timid and curious, scrutinized Li Changzhou.

"He looks quite well-behaved," Li Changzhou said with a smile.

"Appearance?" asked the fifth concubine at another table. She was beautiful and frivolous, and used to be a dancer.

"Not satisfied?" Commander Li asked.

"That's fine then," Li Changzhou said.

He didn't remember who the second son of the Li family had been married to in history, but whoever it was, he would stay here until July at most and didn't want to waste time on women.

"Hmm." Commander Li nodded. "After all, it's my promise. It's good that you've married her. If you're not satisfied, you can take a concubine. Having many wives and children is a blessing."

Li Changzhou smiled but didn't say anything.

Just as Commander Li was about to draw a card, the fiery third concubine shouted, "Pong!"

"Aren't you going to talk about what happened tonight?" Commander Li, who had nothing to do for the time being, said to Li Changzhou.

"I can handle this myself."

"Fine! You've got the temper of yours, let's see how you handle this! By the way, the money I gave you has arrived in your account, use it as you like. During this time, your brother and I will go out of the city to suppress bandits. Anyone who comes looking for me or your brother, just say we're not here. You're in charge of Song City."

Li Dashuai rose from the ranks of bandits, relying on ruthlessness in fights, and his rise to power always involved robbery. He was always ruthless and headstrong in his actions.

Then it was his turn again.

"bump!"

"Damn it, are you guys still going to let me do it?"

"General, don't be angry. We'll each give you a kiss, and that'll be the end of it~"

"Damn it, two bites!"

When General Li was enjoying the pleasures of the harem, Li Changzhou took his leave without even nodding.

Stepping out of the living room and standing under a jujube tree in late April, with its fragrant blossoms, Li Changzhou admired the moon from a hundred years ago and found the game truly incredible.

Is this a real trip back in time, or just a virtual game? In reality, are they still sleeping on the train?

Footsteps sounded behind me.

"Second Uncle."

Li Changzhou turned around and saw his sister-in-law, Zhong Yingru, who could be described as a beautiful young woman. Compared to the living room, she was now wearing a white shawl with red flowers draped around her wrist.

“Sister-in-law.” Li Changzhou nodded.

"Did the assassin hurt you?" Zhong Yingru asked with concern.

“No… Sister-in-law?” Li Changzhou pressed down on her outstretched hand.

"What?" Zhong Yingru's gentle and concerned gaze turned cold as she questioned, "Is Lin Yin so well-behaved that you no longer recognize me as your sister-in-law?"

The words "elder sister-in-law" were emphasized.

"?"

Li Changzhou hurriedly searched his memories, but there was only some key information in his memories. It was impossible for him to know every detail about who the second son of the Li family had slept with.

"You think I really came here to play mahjong with those ladies? I just wanted to see you, you refined beast!" Zhong Yingru said in a low voice.

"No, sister-in-law, I... I'm not in a good mood today."

"I don't care if you're in a bad mood or have been bewitched by some girl. Come to Liyuan at 8 p.m. on the 28th. I'll be waiting for you in the private room."

The time and place were the same as what the assassin had requested.

Is Zhong Ying an undercover agent?

Or perhaps something extraordinary happened at the Peking Opera venue at 8 PM on the 28th?

“Remember,” Zhong Yingru lowered her voice even further, “take a shower before you go out, especially down there, otherwise don’t touch me!”

"......"

Watching Zhong Yingru leave, Li Changzhou once again put his hands in his pockets and looked up at the bright moon among the treetops.

My Qinglan, where are you? A tigress is going to eat me!