888 Women's Scheme

Moreover, their identities are far more complicated. If the powerful families behind them knew about this, they would probably actively facilitate it!

Moreover, there are many more aristocratic families with numerous daughters, whose beauty is among the best in the city.

Moreover, women from aristocratic families are often more than just beautiful.

In the prosperous and splendid aristocratic family, the daughters were like the most beautiful flowers in spring, blooming in competition. Their beauty was so stunning that it could make the entire city fall in love with them, as if they were celestial maidens descended to earth.

Their appearances were all stunning, some even more captivating than a city or a nation. Every strand of hair and every smile possessed a mesmerizing magic, making one intoxicated by their boundless beauty.

In aristocratic families, the beauty of the daughters is as numerous as the stars in the sky. Some are gentle and graceful, their eyes revealing tenderness and affection; others are spirited and heroic, their brows exuding a dashing and indomitable spirit.

Regardless of the style, her stunning beauty and family background only amplify her nobility.

People say that this daughter of a noble family is not only unparalleled in beauty, but also exceptionally talented, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and able to compose poems and songs with ease.

Her talent enhanced her appearance, and her virtues showcased the family's refined taste. She truly embodied both talent and beauty, leaving everyone in awe.

This is what makes some aristocratic families so terrifying. If they were to encounter a genius like the Holy Emperor, a talent unparalleled throughout history, they would probably not hesitate to take on more than one legitimate daughter, let alone several.

Even more so, they would send even more dowry, elixirs, secret manuals, fertile land, and servants. As long as there was a visible future, they would not hesitate to invest all their resources.

Today's Dalong Prefecture, today's He Chen, is far from being a poor country boy or a country bumpkin from the border.

The blade strikes with astonishing force, severing not only ties of the world but also the lives of its inhabitants.

However, this does not diminish its astonishing strength; the terrifying combat power it has already demonstrated has shaken the world with a single strike.

Perhaps it has not yet become the sole ruler of the world, with no one able to challenge its might!

However, many aristocratic families and sects would rather not confront He Chen head-on unless absolutely necessary, otherwise even if they could win, they would probably not be able to save many of their clansmen.

It is more likely that the entire Manchu ethnic group was massacred.

It's as if we can already see a new star rising, unstoppable!

Among the aristocratic families and major sects, a brilliant new star, like the light of dawn, pierced the sky. Its rise was as unstoppable as a river rushing into the sea, just like the Holy Emperor in the past.

Within aristocratic families, talents emerge in great numbers and heroes gather in abundance; among major sects, there is also a surge of undercurrents and turbulent developments!

Like a holy emperor, He Chen challenged the old order and rules with an unprecedented attitude, creating his own era.

If he hadn't died prematurely, he would probably have surpassed even the Holy Emperor.

At this moment, many powerful families and sects are willing to send over beauties of unparalleled beauty, or those with exceptional looks that they have secretly cultivated, who are also highly talented and proficient in needlework, music, calligraphy, painting, and even cooking.

It's easier to capture a man's heart.

Such an outstanding woman, with unparalleled beauty, would surely fill men with a desire to conquer her, and many more women would likely come after her.

Although the rules in the Lover's Territory are quite different from those in other places, the powerful families and factions, possessing vast resources and patience, will eventually take their time to plan.

Unless He Chen is immortal, his descendants will surely be assimilated by the aristocratic family, drained of all their blood and marrow, leaving not a trace, until they are completely devoured.

Moreover, with such talent, many powerful families and sects, like the Holy Emperor, would surely hope to obtain his bloodline and cultivate more outstanding cultivation prodigies.

For established families, time and experimentation are never lacking.

Words fall softly, the moon drifts in the mist, Wei Lan, understands the language of flowers, Tu Fanghua, Qing Hui, Han Linling, Yun Shuni, Ji Xixi, Lian Xiuxiu,

Hui Fu, Bai Rong, Dan Ru, Qing Ti, Shi Feixuan, Shi Wanwan, Shang Qingxuan, Xie Yanyan, etc.

They all had some insights, but they had been cultivating in the spiritual land for some time and hadn't paid much attention to the spiritual land's position.

Moreover, her lover was rarely by her side, and every day the women would either snuggle up to him or embrace him tightly under the lamplight, exuding charm and affection.

The clothes were superfluous, falling to shreds, which was quite wasteful.

Like the soft moonlight under the bright moon, the delicate skin seemed to be coated with a layer of silver light, which was extremely alluring.

Rapid breaths, heavy breathing, domineering lips gently covering the collarbone, slowly moving upwards along the silver contours, exploring the secret.

Release the pain of unrequited love to the fullest.

Like riding a spirited horse together, galloping across the deserted grasslands, fighting fiercely, and winning the heart of a beautiful woman.

Spending the night together, lingering and reluctant to part, from the stillness of the night until the rooster crows at dawn, we say that youth never returns, and live freely and unrestrained.

Wanqing, with her gentle touch, tightly embraced Xixi's flawless waist. Her long hair cascaded down her back, and her slender figure was unparalleled in the world.

Her hair was styled in a casual updo, and she couldn't help but think of her lover.

Wanqing said softly, "Poor Tao'er. If she loves her lover, she can marry him. He will surely love her too."

Jie Yanyan knew what was going on. Looking at the lovely Wanqing and Rourou, she gently swam to Wanqing's side like a delicate fish, causing ripples to spread across the water.

Gently embraced by the soft, undulating waves, towering and majestic.

A striped bra, her skin as white as snow.

She explained softly, "Sister Wanqing, Sister Rourou, your lover now occupies one mansion, and soon he will probably have two."

Moreover, it's possible that one of the four regions of this dynasty might soon be occupied by the lover.

After all, this place has a population of tens of millions and abundant resources.

Such is the way of aristocratic families: if there is no conflict, or if they are no match for the enemy, they can give up part of their family wealth to seek peace. They may even arrange marriages between women in the family to show their sincerity.

It probably won't be long before many families and powerful clans try to test the waters, wanting to form marriage alliances with the young man.

Jie Yanyan arrived quietly, already embraced by Xixi, who couldn't help but exude charm and felt a sense of peace.

Wanqing listened quietly and gently, seemingly understanding soon. She nodded slightly, leaned her head gently against Xixi's side, and whispered softly.

"Sister, your lover won't abandon us for a woman from a wealthy family, will he? I've heard many men divorce their wives after they've been through thick and thin."

With eyes as clear and bright as the moon, Rou Rou asked, a hint of confusion mixed with a touch of worry.

Xixi gently pinched it.

Upright, tall, towering

She then took Rou Rou's soft, delicate hand in hers and gently comforted her, "No, Rou Rou is so adorable, your lover wouldn't bear to part with her."