Su Wanwan turned over to face him, "I told you I would select candidates for you and fill your harem, but you just wouldn't agree."

"Who said you wouldn't?" Seeing that she was in a better mood, the man pushed her into the bed and lay down as well, crossing his legs leisurely.

"Tonight, I will summon Consort Su to serve me in bed; tomorrow, I will have Lady Su accompany me; and the day after, I will have Consort Su dine with me."

As he spoke, he winked at her and asked, "How is it?"

Su Wanwan pretended not to understand, "You only want concubines with the surname Su? Why not choose a few more?"

“If we choose a few more, they will all be surnamed Su: Imperial Noble Consort Su, Concubine Su, Lady Su, Talented Lady Su, Selected Attendant Su, and Virtuous Lady Su.”

He deliberately drew out his words, his voice exuding masculine charm, like a foolish emperor flirting with his concubines.

Su Wanwan chuckled at his teasing and retorted:

"Many families will probably have to open their ancestral halls overnight to inform their ancestors to change their surnames immediately, and absolutely not to be surnamed Su."

Lu Xingjian grinned mischievously.

"It's alright, just send over all those concubines' clothes, and you can choose whichever you like to wear. Or if you get tired of living here, you can move to another palace, with the three palaces and six courtyards to choose from."

He stroked his chin, as if lost in thought.

"You want me to dress up as a concubine and play with you?" Su Wanwan raised her eyebrows in protest, pouting slightly.

The man was very serious:

"Isn't that great? You can collect several monthly allowances by yourself, and the little miser's treasury can be filled up a bit more."

Su Wanwan's tone softened.

"You don't mind that I'm sickly?"

“Disdain,” the man said with a light laugh, “so you need to get better quickly so you can eat, drink, and have fun with your man.”