Separated only by the opaque screen, Shen Lang inhaled Jin Mulan’s scent. It was a very nice, fragrant scent. Reminded him of freshly picked flowers mixed with gentle hints of cold, stubbornness. He smiled lightly before focusing on other matters. His spiritual eyes flashed and quickly saw the outline of Jin Mulan’s figure through the screen.
Once more, his eyes fell on her twin peaks.
Oh… Lord… save me! 35E!
Suddenly, his heartbeat quickened abnormally.
“Shen Lang, if you’re to be my husband, what can you give me?”
“Coughs…. what…?”
“A stupid fool indeed…” Jin Mulan chuckled. Her eyes softened. “Shen Lang, what is the most precious thing you can give to me?
My virginity! Shen Lang instinctively answered.
But of course, such things can only be kept deep within his heart. Dare he says it out loud, he’s sure he’d be killed in no time. So how should such a question be answered? Shen Lang thought about the meaning of her question for a moment.
Surely, he can give her a lot.
Wife, don’t you know, I’m a doctor? I can treat your sickness and any ailments. I can also be a good gynecologist. Every month, during your painful week, I can surely help treat your pain…
Wife, I’ll upgrade your private army. I’ll make sure your men have better armors and sharper swords. Don’t you want something like this?
Wife, I’ll also take care of you. When cultivating, and you find your meridians blocked, I will help you clear them without problems.
Wife, I can give you many things… but this isn’t what you want to hear.
Even he imagined the first five’s answers.
Wang Lian surely affirmed to Jin Mulan they’d complement each other as a scholar and martial artist. He’d make the Count’s Palace more prosperous and create a long-lasting foundation that’d last for many generations to come. He’d make sure the stable foundation they have would last evermore.
Mo Ye, as he’s a martial genius, he’d surely speak of Jin Family’s army. He’d surely say he’ll spread the name of the Jin Family’s name throughout the continent through might. Their merits would grow and they’d reach to new heights.
As for the last three, as they were cultivated by the Count’s Palace, their only reasonable answer was devoting their undying loyalty to Jin Mulan.
So… what should Shen lang say?
What does this ephemeral beauty desire? What does her heart want the most?
“It’s okay. Take your time. Think about this slowly. Don’t worry. Shen Lang, take your time.” As Shen Lang did not reply at once, Jin Mulan comforted him. Her voice to the others was icy cold but towards him, she was soft and gentle. But the way she treats him, it’s as if a child who’d yet to grow.
Shen Lang thought about the matter for two short minutes before finding the answer. “The most precious thing I can give you is… freedom… as long as you stay faithful and not sleep with men, then… you can do anything…”
Soon as the answer was said, Jin Mulan’s brows furrowed and her lips tightened. She glared at Shen Lang through the solid screen, somehow hoping she could rush over and beat him to death.
What sleeping with men? Was she Jin Mulan such a shameless woman?!
But she was not upset nor was she angered.
“What a dumb fool. Truly has no mind at all.” She muttered softly before walking out.
Behind the opaque screen, Shen Lang showed a proud, victorious smile. If nothing uneventful occurred, she’d choose him.
Why did Jin Mulan ask such question? He pondered over the depths of it only to realize she’s testing these six men of their ambition. The Count’s son was hopeless and without future. After the death of Count Jin, the power of the Count’s Palace would surely fall into Jin Mulan’s hands.
Of course, she’d help her dear little brother wholeheartedly to her heart’s content, but she’s afraid. What was she afraid of? The man she’d marry. Would her soon-to-be husband have the ambition and greed to take over the Count’s Palace and going as far as to murder her own brother, her own blood? In this case, she’d be a sinner. What then would she say to her ancestors?
Her husband’s talents are only secondary. What she wanted most was not ambition. She wished to avoid a calamity that’d befall her family if she’s to marry. Wang Lian and Mo Ye explicitly stating their grand gestures of growing the Jin Family’s reputation, name, and glory… was that not ambition? It’d give her a cause to be worried. Matter of fact, it’s surely stating to her indirectly to hand them the power of Count’s Palace to them.
Therefore, Shen Lang’s answer showed no such ambitions.
It was the right answer.
It was what Jin Mulan wanted to hear.
… … …
Jin Mulan went back to her father’s study room. Count Jin and the Countess paced back and forth anxiously waiting for her, only to exude a shocked appearance.
“Back so soon?”
In less than an hour, Jin Mulan’s husband was chosen.
“Daughter, have you chosen a good husband? If you have, I’ll immediately send our invitations out to important and prominent figures. The wedding will be held this evening.” Said Count Jin.
Jin Mulan nodded. “Yes. I’ve chosen well.”
The Countess smiled excitedly. “Who is it, my dear child? Wang Lian or Mo Ye?”