"Chen... Nuo." At this moment, Xia Zhiqing’s clear and cold voice sounded, staring coldly at Chen Nuo, saying: "You’re asking for trouble, aren’t you?"

At home, Chen Mo plays the role of a loving father indulging his children, while Xia Zhiqing is the strict mother.

Indeed, upon hearing her mother’s words, Chen Nuo’s crying softened, his chubby little hand clutching Chen Mo’s robe, seeking comfort from his father.

"Zhiqing, don’t be harsh on the child. Nu’Er, don’t be afraid, let’s ride the horse." Chen Mo stroked Chen Nuo’s little face, smiling.

Since having children, Chen Mo realized he was still quite indulgent.

"Ride the horse, ride the horse." Chen Nuo’s two chubby little hands immediately clapped together, laughing delightedly.

"Father, Father, I want to ride too." Chen You also came running over.

Chen Jia crawled over, while Chen Zhong remained exceptionally quiet, neither moving nor fussing.

"Alright, alright, everyone can ride."

Chen Mo in the hall became the big horse for the children.

If outsiders were to see this scene, they’d be flabbergasted, a mighty King like King Wei, yet showing such a side.

"Husband, I’m teaching the children, you might spoil them like this." Xia Zhiqing pouted, then addressed the two children: "Nu’Er, Youyou, come down, don’t tire your father out."

Wu Mi had just arranged for hot bath water for Chen Mo and saw this scene, the smile on her face intensifying, filled with happiness.

No matter how the outside world perceives her husband, at least at home, he is a good father and husband.

"Zhiqing, it’s fine. I’m often away from them; I’ve not been a good father, so let me make it up to them now." Chen Mo spoke, turning back to the little imps on his back, saying: "The big horse is going to speed up, hold tight, giddy-up."

"Yay..." All the children laughed, imitating him.

After a while of playing, Wu Mi came over, saying: "Husband, the hot water is ready, go take your bath."

Upon saying that, she carried the three children off his back.

Chen Mo rose, scanning the crowd, and then his gaze settled on Liang Xue, saying: "It seems it’s Xue’Er’s turn tonight, come and assist me with my bath."

Liang Xue blushed and nodded obediently.

...

In the back courtyard bathhouse, the steam lingered.

Chen Mo had been soaking in the bath barrel for some time now, leaning against the barrel wall, hands resting on the rim, enjoying the immersion in the hot water.

Soon, the door opened, and a voice said: "Husband."

"Come and massage my shoulders." Chen Mo didn’t even raise his eyes.

"Hmm."

The footsteps approached, and quickly, two soft, boneless hands rested on Chen Mo’s shoulders, gently kneading.

"Comfortable..." Chen Mo released a long sigh of relief, smiling: "Xue’Er, your technique has improved."

"Ms. Mi taught me. Later, if you lie on the bed, I can help you massage and rejuvenate your blood flow." Liang Xue said.

"I must experience that well." Chen Mo laughed.

After bathing, Chen Mo stood up in the bath barrel, then stepped out in large strides, waterdroplets cascading down, turning around, instinctively opening his arms, waiting for Liang Xue to bring a towel to wipe off the droplets.

After every bath, all the ladies served him in this manner, he had grown accustomed to it.

However, seeing Liang Xue’s outfit made his eyes widen.

Liang Xue was wearing a tight-fitting black bunny outfit, highlighting her enchanting curves, revealing her slender beautiful legs, flaunting her alluring figure.

She wore a bunny ear hair accessory, adding a playful and charming flair, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders.

Her eyes were bright yet seductive, hinting at temptation and allure as if hiding endless mysteries, her lips alluringly pink, carrying a teasing smile, her exposed skin white as snow, smooth and delicate, resembling a meticulously crafted artwork.

The key was, it being summer now, the bathhouse steamed up, making Liang Xue appear as if she had just worn the bunny outfit and steamed in a sauna, her face sweaty, making her all the more enticing.

Liang Xue naturally exuded charm, and combined with the bunny outfit, they were a perfect match.

Seeing Chen Mo’s reaction, Liang Xue was quite pleased, saying with a smile: "I knew Husband would like it."

Speaking, Liang Xue grabbed the towel from the nearby rack, starting to dry Chen Mo.

She first dried Chen Mo’s hair, then his entire upper body, switching to another towel while she crouched to wipe the water off his legs, seemingly unfazed by what was dangling in front, only her cheeks turned red.

When she finished wiping, Liang Xue was about to stand up but noticed her shoulders pressed down, unable to rise. She looked up slightly, seeing Chen Mo’s lips moving, whispering something.

Understanding, Liang Xue’s face blushed as if water could drip out, but she complied nonetheless.

Soon, Chen Mo’s eyes narrowed slightly, touching the bunny ear accessory on Liang Xue’s head, pondering what material it was made of.

After a long while, Liang Xue felt a surge in her heart, her mouth pouting, as she turned away.

Chen Mo’s brows relaxed, his gaze swept side to side before walking over.

Liang Xue caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye, her bright eyes flashing, she felt a bit down, but in the next moment, she saw the young man coming back with a cloth, handing it over, speaking gently: "Sorry to burden you."

Though a common phrase, hearing it soothed Liang Xue’s heart greatly; she quickly wiped herself, then stood up, cuddling onto Chen Mo: "Husband, let’s go back to the room and rest."

...

About half an hour later.

In Liang Xue’s room.

Between the curtains, Chen Mo looked beside him at the utterly exhausted and weak Liang Xue, a few strands of reminiscence on his face.

This bunny girl was breathing lightly now, her languorous and charming eyes slightly open, her brows carrying the charm of a mature woman.

A face so alluring and gorgeous, like the twilight sky, her temples and forehead covered with fine sweat, stray hair stuck messily on her face, her jade neck glistened with sweat, dampening her partially undone tight-fitting outfit.

Noticing the young man’s gaze, Liang Xue’s body leaned toward him like a kitten seeking affection, softly saying: "Husband, I have a feeling, this time I’ll definitely conceive."

Chen Mo held Liang Xue, kissing her forehead gently, smiling: "That would be wonderful."

"Husband, I’m serious, just now it felt particularly strong," Liang Xue said.

"Then it would be my fifth child, my first as King, if true, it’s a blessing from heaven which calls for celebration." Chen Mo chuckled.

"Yes, I’ve decided, if it’s a boy, we’ll name him Chen Xiang, for a girl, Chen Rui, as my auspicious sign." Liang Xue already thought of the child’s name.

"As you wish." After saying a few words, Chen Mo became a bit restless, starting to reach for the moon.

Liang Xue’s tender body squirmed in Chen Mo’s arms, growing soft.

Just as Chen Mo lifted a beautiful leg to begin a second round, his brow slightly arched.

He heard the sound of a pipa.

Actually, he wanted to look for Yang Qingqing.

But ever since that night with Xiao Ya, she had suddenly quieted down, and due to him spending recent times with Wu Mi, Han Anniang, and Yi Shiyin, this matter had slid to the back of his mind, unexpectedly she maintained her unrest.

"Husband, what’s the matter?" Liang Xue asked, seeing Chen Mo paused.

"Xue’Er, you rest first, I’m going to check." Chen Mo said.

...

Elsewhere, in Yang Qingqing’s room.

It’s been over ten days since Chen Mo returned, yet he hadn’t come to see her, not even meeting; this convinced Yang Qingqing her plan worked, successfully causing him to dislike her enough not to come to see her.

Thus, tonight she planned to strike while the iron was hot, executing her scheme to have Chen Mo completely cast her into the "Cold Palace."