Chapter 1239: The 33rd Concubine

"I'm really fine, Mom," Zhao Liying said softly, her voice carrying a hint of coquetry.

"I was filming an action scene and I was suspended by wires. The staff didn't operate it properly, which caused me to fall off the horse. After going to the hospital for a check-up and taking X-rays, it turned out to be nothing serious."

AI generates ancient costume painting of Zhao Liying

After hearing this, Zhao's mother breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to nag and give instructions again.

"Daughter, you have to be careful when filming action scenes in the future. Don't be so reckless during filming. Let a stunt double do the dangerous stunts, you hear me? Money is money, but your health is your most valuable asset..."

Zhao Liying responded with "Mmm" while secretly glancing at Lin Lang, who was watching her with a half-smile not far away. Her cheeks flushed again, and she quickly said into the phone, "I know, Mom, don't worry!"

"I'll definitely be more careful in the future. I'll talk to you later, I have something to do."

"Okay, then you go ahead and get busy, daughter. Buy some supplements to help you recover. Make sure you don't suffer any lasting effects from the fall. If anything happens, call me or your dad."

"Okay, Mom, I'm hanging up now!"

"My silly daughter, it's not easy for you to work so hard all by yourself. Your dad and I are just farmers, there's nothing we can do to help you. You must take good care of yourself. Bye!"

"Bye-bye." After hanging up the phone, Zhao Liying's eyes were a little red, as if she was missing home.

Lin Lang walked over in a few steps, pulled Zhao Liying back into his arms, rested his chin on the top of her head, and said in a low and gentle voice, "Silly wife, what's wrong? Missing home?"

Zhao Liying snuggled closer to Lin Lang, her nose tingling with tears: "Hmm... after hearing what my mom said just now, I suddenly felt homesick."

“My parents have spent their whole lives farming in the countryside. They always worry that I will suffer because I am making a name for myself in the entertainment industry, and they can’t help me. They always talk about these things when they call me.”

Lin Lang gently patted Zhao Liying's back, as if coaxing a child.

"Once you're done with this busy period, I'll go with you back to your hometown for a visit."

“Take your parents to the city and buy them a big house to live in, a car, and ten storefronts for them to collect rent from, to improve their quality of life.”

"Really?" Zhao Liying looked up, her eyes sparkling. It seemed that most of her previous grievances had been swept away by those words.

"Of course it's true," Lin Lang said with a smile. "Then we'll let your uncle and aunt see that their daughter is not only doing well, but also loved by others."

Zhao Liying laughed as Lin Lang coaxed her, and punched his chest lightly, saying, "You're so sweet-talking."

Despite saying that, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up, and she snuggled even closer into Lin Lang's arms.

Lin Lang looked down at Zhao Liying's reddened eyes, his heart melting completely.

He gently kissed the crown of her head, his voice softening.

"From now on, don't shoulder everything yourself. If you feel wronged or can't solve something on your own, tell me immediately. I'm your husband, not just the big boss of your company, you know?"

Zhao Liying hummed in agreement, buried her face in Lin Lang's chest, and listened to his steady heartbeat. The bitterness of homesickness she felt earlier gradually turned into a warm sense of security.

The warm sunlight streaming through the window cast shimmering light on the floor. The temperature in her arms was just right, making her feel that wherever Lin Lang was, it was home.

"Honey, you're saying all these nice things, so when are you going to give me a proper title?"

As soon as she said this, Zhao Liying immediately regretted it and hurriedly said in a weak voice, "I... I didn't mean to force you, I just... I was just asking casually."

Lin Lang stroked Zhao Liying's bright and beautiful face and said gently, "I want to give you a title now, but my wife Chu Yiren once made an agreement with me that only women who give birth to my children can be written into the Lin family genealogy and officially given the title of concubine."

Zhao Liying's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and she hurriedly asked, "Honey, if I also get pregnant and give birth to your baby, then I can officially become your concubine?"

"Yes!" Lin Lang affectionately pinched Zhao Liying's cheek.

"That's wonderful!" Zhao Liying smiled sweetly. "Then, honey, if I walk in now, which concubine would I be?"

Lin Lang replied bluntly, "It should be the thirty-third concubine! It's also possible that Yang Mi got pregnant earlier than you, so she is the thirty-third concubine."

"Huh?! The... thirtieth concubine?" Zhao Liying's smile froze instantly, her eyes widening as if she had heard something unbelievable.

She stood there stunned for several seconds before she came to her senses. Her eyes instantly reddened, and large tears welled up in them, threatening to fall.

"You...you scumbag husband, even if you're rich and willful, you can't marry so many concubines!" She angrily raised her hand and punched Lin Lang's shoulder, the force was not strong, but it was full of obvious grievance.

Lin Lang's heart skipped a beat when he saw Zhao Liying's reddened eyes and pouting red lips. His voice was filled with panic as he asked, "Oh dear, baby, why are you crying?"

"If you have more than thirty concubines and you treat them all equally, you'll only be able to spend one day with me once a month."

Halfway through her sentence, her voice trembled with tears. Zhao Liying abruptly turned her face to the side, her shoulders shaking slightly. "Hmph, I'm ignoring you! You heartless, wicked womanizer!"

Lin Lang quickly reached out and turned Zhao Liying's face, gently coaxing, "Baby, you are the woman I love most. How can I let you only serve me once a month!"

"Hmph! Who believes your nonsense!" Zhao Liying shook off Lin Lang's hand, her voice muffled. "I only knew you were a womanizer, but I never imagined... I never imagined you had more than thirty concubines..."

Zhao Liying finally couldn't hold back her tears, which slid down her cheeks, glistening like pearls from a broken string.

Lin Lang panicked and quickly pulled Zhao Liying into his arms from behind, resting his chin on the top of her head, his voice soft and gentle.

"Don't cry, baby. It's your fault for being only nineteen this year. If I had known I would meet you, I wouldn't have bothered with the concubine I had taken before."

"Really?" Zhao Liying turned her head with a hint of disbelief, looking at Lin Lang with teary eyes. Tears still clung to her long eyelashes, making her look especially pitiful.

"Of course it's true," Lin Lang said, raising his hand to wipe away Zhao Liying's tears, his fingertips gently brushing against her warm cheek. "You are the most precious thing in my life! The love of my life!"

Lang Ge tells every woman he meets that she is the most worthwhile person in his life, the love of his life. There's no one else like him.

Zhao Liying was only nineteen years old and had never been in a relationship before. Lin Lang was her first love after entering society. She was still too naive.

With just a few sweet words, Lin Lang completely charmed the naive Zhao Liying, leaving her utterly bewildered.

Zhao Liying sniffed, looked at Lin Lang with teary eyes, and said in a wronged tone, "You're not allowed to lie to me!"

"Silly girl, how could your husband bear to lie to you?"

Lin Lang deliberately put on a stern face and gently flicked Zhao Liying's nose: "Besides, how can those concubines compare to you? You are the apple of my eye. All of them combined are not as important as you."

Zhao Liying felt secretly pleased after hearing this, and most of her previous grievances disappeared, but she still stubbornly snorted: "Who believes your nonsense...you womanizer."

"Yes, yes, I'm fickle," Lin Lang said, following Zhao Liying's words. He lowered his head and kissed her cheek, which was still wet with tears, his voice tinged with laughter. "But my feelings for you are real. Don't believe me? Feel it."

He grabbed Zhao Liying's hand and pressed it against his chest, saying, "Look how fast my heart is beating, it's all because of you."

Zhao Liying's hand was pressed against Lin Lang's warm chest, and she could clearly feel his strong heartbeat, making her face even hotter.

She struggled but couldn't break free, so she gave up and pinched Lin Lang's chest, muttering in a wronged voice, "Then...then you're not allowed to marry any more concubines in the future. Otherwise, I...I really won't talk to you anymore."

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, I won't look for you anymore. From now on, you'll be the only one in my heart, okay?" Lin Lang quickly agreed with an exaggerated expression and lowered his head to kiss Zhao Liying's lips.

Zhao Liying's heart trembled at Lin Lang's kiss, her cheeks flushed like ripe apples. She softly murmured "Mmm," buried her face in his chest, and whispered, "Hmph, that's more like it..."

Looking at Zhao Liying's obedient appearance, Lin Lang's heart softened, and he tightened his arms around her.

"Silly wife, be good, don't cry!"

"You bad husband, even if your nickname is the Emperor of Shanghai, you can't have so many concubines!"

"I'm not pretending anymore, I'm coming clean. My dear, you don't know, I have another identity, and that is the real Emperor of Shanghai. I am the sworn brother of Emperor Li Zhi of the Tang Dynasty and the godfather of Crown Prince Li Hong!"

After hearing this, Zhao Liying mistakenly thought Lin Lang was joking, and lightly punched his shoulder, saying, "Nonsense, isn't this the plot of your new novel, honey?"

"I've read your novels 'The Journey of Flower' and 'Princess Agents,' as well as 'The Story of Minglan' and 'The Wind Blows in the Summer.' You are truly a talented writer! No wonder you are a two-time Nobel Prize in Literature winner."

Lin Lang replied with a serious expression, "I'm not kidding you."

“My dear, what I just said is true. I have an imperial mansion in Shanghai during the Tang Dynasty and command the military power of three states on the northwestern border of the Tang Dynasty. Now I am second only to the emperor in the Tang Dynasty.”

"Nonsense, I don't believe you!" Zhao Liying didn't believe it at all.

Lin Lang continued, "Now I have half of my concubines and children living in Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, and half of my wives and concubines living in Shanghai in modern times. I can travel through time and space and travel between the two dynasties at any time."

Seeing that Lin Lang spoke with such conviction and didn't seem to be joking, Zhao Liying said in an exaggeratedly weak voice, "Honey, don't scare me. Is what you're saying true or false?"

"Seeing is believing. Silly wife, I'll take you back to the Tang Dynasty right now and show you what it's like."

As Lin Lang spoke, he activated the [Space-Time Omnidirectional Mass Teleportation] skill, and a faint golden light emanated from his palm, enveloping him and Zhao Liying.

"Honey, don't be afraid, hold on tight to your husband, we're leaving now!"

"call out--"

As soon as Lin Lang finished speaking, the golden light suddenly tightened, transforming into a rotating light trail that enveloped the two of them.

A sharp whistling sound suddenly rang in her ears, as if countless air currents were tearing through space. Zhao Liying felt dizzy and lightheaded.

Terrified, she clung tightly to Lin Lang, burying her face in his chest, too afraid to open her eyes; even her screams were swallowed by the wind.

The surrounding scenery turned into blurry streams of light, like an overturned palette of paint spinning rapidly. It was as if time and space had been forcibly torn open, carrying them down into the unknown depths.

The next second, the intense feeling of weightlessness suddenly disappeared, and the whistling sound in my ears stopped abruptly, leaving only silence.

"You can open your eyes now, baby." Lin Lang's voice rang in Zhao Liying's ear, with a hint of a smile.

Zhao Liying hesitated before releasing Lin Lang, then slowly opened her eyes, only to be utterly shocked by the scene before her.

"Oh..."

Where is there even a trace of a modern luxury apartment building in front of us?

The ground beneath my feet is paved with bluestone slabs, smooth and warm to the touch.

Looking up, you see carved beams and painted rafters with small copper bells hanging from them, which make a crisp sound when the wind blows.

In the distance, a vermilion corridor winds and twists, connecting a series of antique pavilions and towers, with red lanterns hanging under the corridor, swaying gently in the wind.

The air was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood and flowers, which was very pleasant.

"This...this really is the Tang Dynasty?" Zhao Liying's eyes widened in shock, her mouth slightly agape, her face filled with disbelief and astonishment.