Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

The afternoon sun slanted into the hotel room, giving the half-closed curtains a golden edge.

The air was filled with a faint scent of perfume mixed with tobacco, sticky and with a lazy lingering warmth.

Lin Lang leaned against the head of the bed, holding a cigarette between his fingertips. The smoke curled up and blurred his half-closed eyes.

Son Ye-jeong curled up in Lin Lang's arms like a docile cat, her messy hair sticking to her sweaty neck, and her bare shoulders shining with a delicate luster.

She listened attentively to the steady heartbeat in Lin Lang's chest, her fingertips unconsciously drawing circles on his heart, her face still flushed.

"Hubby," she suddenly looked up, her voice filled with satisfaction, her eyes as clear as a child's, "You never take precautions, what if I get pregnant?"

Lin Lang raised his left hand slightly and flicked the ash from his cigarette, which fell into the ashtray on the bedside table.

His right hand slid gently down Sun Yizhen's smooth back, stopping to caress her shoulder. "If you're pregnant, give birth to the baby." He looked down at her, a casual smile on his lips. "It would be wonderful to have a daughter as beautiful as you."

Sun Yizhen's eyes lit up like sparks. She raised herself a little, her nose almost touching his chin. "Really?"

Lin Lang put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, making a slight "sizzle" sound.

He tightened his arms, holding Sun Yizhen tighter in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, and said in a low and firm voice: "Of course it's true. How could your husband lie to you?"

Son Ye-jeong immediately showed her signature sweet smile, her eyes curved into crescents, and she kissed him on the cheek.

She bit the corner of her lips, as if she had made up her mind. Suddenly, she crawled out of Lin Lang's arms, grabbed the nightgown beside the bed, wrapped it around herself, and ran to the sofa barefoot.

Lin Lang raised an eyebrow as he watched Sun Yizhen's back. She was rummaging through her delicate handbag, her movements a bit joyful. Soon, she came back, hands behind her back, a smile on her face.

"Honey, I have a surprise for you."

"What surprise?" Lin Lang reached out to pull Sun Yizhen, but she dodged to the side and then showed her hand behind her back - a pregnancy test stick was lying in her palm.

She handed the pregnancy test stick to Lin Lang, her eyes sparkling as if holding the entire starry sky: "Look, honey!"

Lin Lang's fingers trembled a little. When he took the pregnancy test stick, his eyes fell on the two clear lines. His pupils suddenly shrank, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

At this moment, a system prompt sounded in Lin Lang's mind: "Friendly reminder host, it has been detected that Sun Yizhen is pregnant with your child, and the fetus is in very healthy condition."

The huge surprise instantly dispelled all the stunnedness, and Lin Lang hugged Sun Yizhen tightly in his arms, with such strength that it seemed as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.

Hot kisses fell one after another on her cheeks, forehead, and nose.

Lin Lang couldn't hide his excitement as he muttered, "Baby, you're so awesome! That's great... This is the fruit of our love!"

Sun Yizhen was stunned by Lin Lang's joyful expression, and then she felt the hot temperature in his arms, and her heart finally settled down.

Her cheeks flushed with shyness, and her small hand gently rested on Lin Lang's chest, and she asked softly with a bit of timidity.

"Hubby, I'm pregnant now... What should I do? If your tycoon wife Chu Yiren finds out, will she...will she be able to tolerate me?"

Lin Lang loosened his grip, holding Sun Yizhen's pretty face, his eyes surprisingly bright.

"Don't worry, darling. Yiren is now the Empress of the Tang Dynasty. She's living a comfortable life and has long since forgotten about other places. Why would she care about me taking a concubine? You don't have to worry about anything. Just focus on taking care of your baby."

Sun Yizhen blinked, her face full of confusion. She slowly asked in broken Chinese, "Husband, what... do you mean? I don't understand. How could Chu Yiren... become the empress of the Tang Dynasty?"

Lin Lang smiled and carefully placed the pregnancy test stick on the bedside table. He reached out and scratched the tip of Sun Yizhen's nose. His tone was a bit mysterious, but also carried a sense of relief that he could finally be honest.

"Baby, you are completely my woman now. I won't hide it from you - I have the superpower of time and space, and I can travel freely through the past, present and future."

After hearing this, Sun Yezhen's eyes widened, and the corners of her mouth still maintained the curve of surprise. It took her a long time to find her voice, and her tone was full of disbelief: "Honey, is what you said true or false?"

Lin Lang pinched Sun Yizhen's cheek and smiled confidently: "Of course it's true, why would I lie to you? If you don't believe me, I will take you back to the Tang Dynasty and let you experience what it's like to be an imperial concubine."

"Hubby, what you said... is even more exaggerated than the melodramatic plot in the movie."

Son Ye-jeong was still skeptical, her fingers unconsciously twisting the belt of her nightgown, but a hint of anticipation crept into her eyes, "Really... is this really possible?"

"If I lied to you, I'd be a puppy." Lin Lang scratched the tip of Sun Yizhen's nose. "How about this, get dressed right now, and let's go on a spontaneous journey across time and space, wanna go?"

Sun Yizhen's eyes instantly lit up like two stars, and she nodded repeatedly, her cheeks flushed with excitement. "Great, people in our country are particularly interested in the ancient culture of the Xia Kingdom, especially the Tang Dynasty. It's even mentioned in the textbooks!"

Lin Lang lowered his head and kissed Sun Yizhen on the cheek, his tone full of doting: "Then hurry up and get dressed, honey, we'll pack up and leave."

Sun Yizhen kissed Lin Lang back on the cheek, jumped up from the bed excitedly, ran towards the suitcase barefoot, and asked as she ran.

"Just husband, wouldn't it be weird if we went back to ancient times wearing modern clothes?"

Lin Lang then got up from the bed, slowly putting on his shirt, and explained with a smile: "Don't worry, after I traveled back to the Tang Dynasty, I have spent three years changing many of the customs and practices of the Tang Dynasty.

"It is now fashionable for Tang Dynasty women to wear stockings and short skirts. Service culture has embraced modern styles, and food culture, technology, and agriculture have also made epoch-making progress."

"I've also improved farm tools, developed water conservancy projects, and invented various things. The Tang Dynasty is now even more prosperous than described in history books."

Son Ye-jeong blinked her charming eyes with a look of longing.

"Wow...Hubby, if what you said is true, then wouldn't the Tang Dynasty have become the world's most powerful country in ancient times?"

"Yes, in the Tang Dynasty, I am the monarch of Shanghai, the sworn brother of Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi, and the Great General of the Tang Dynasty, Zhenxi Protectorate. Don't let your identity show when you get there."

As Lin Lang spoke, he buttoned his shirt and walked over to help Sun Yizhen straighten the hem of her skirt.

After hearing this, Sun Yizhen exclaimed, "Oh my God, husband, are you the historical emperor Lin Lang of the Kingdom of Hushang who led his troops to sweep across Goguryeo, Baekje, and Silla in 655 AD and unified the Chaoxian Peninsula?"

"Uh...has this period of history appeared in your country's history books?" Lin Lang asked back.

Sun Yizhen replied with a look of shock, "Yes, my husband, I thought you just shared the same name as the emperor of the historical Hushang Kingdom. I didn't expect that you, as a time traveler, unified the Chaoxian Peninsula and established a Chaoxian vassal state."

Lin Lang said with a look of pride, "Because I unified the Chaoxian Peninsula 1370 years ago, and prevented countless wars from harming the people."

Sun Yizhen pouted and said, "The history books say that after you unified the Chaoxian Peninsula in 655 AD, you married Princess Jinyao of Silla, Princess Pyongyang of Goguryeo, and Princess Yazhi of Baekje. Is that true?"

Lin Lang scratched his head and laughed awkwardly, "In ancient times, this kind of marriage was very necessary, hehe..."

After hearing this, Sun Yizhen pouted unhappily and muttered, "I think you are just lustful and making excuses for yourself."

Lin Lang embraced Sun Yizhen and coaxed her, "My dear, are you still vying for my favor with my concubine from over a thousand years ago?"

Sun Yizhen poked Lin Lang's chest with her fingertips and said coquettishly, "Although they are all far away from me, if you can really travel freely across time and space, then they are my rivals in love!"

Lin Lang coaxed, "Don't be jealous, honey. In ancient times, emperors had three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines. I promise that you will always be my most beloved concubine."

"Really?" Sun Yezhen was skeptical.

Lin Lang kissed Sun Yizhen on the forehead and said affectionately, "Baby, if you want, then I will let our son become the king of Gu Chaoxian when he grows up. Then you will be the Queen Mother."

Sun Yizhen's eyes lit up after hearing this, and she couldn't hide her excitement and said, "Honey, are you kidding me, or are you serious?"

Lin Lang replied with a solemn oath: "Of course it's true. Your husband was the emperor in ancient times. It would be easy for him to overthrow or support a country's regime."

Sun Yizhen winked playfully and said expectantly, "Hubby, take me to the Tang Dynasty right now to see if you're really bragging!"

Lin Lang gently stroked Sun Yizhen's pretty face and reminded her, "When you get there, you must bow to Empress Chu Yiren and don't act like a spoiled child and compete for favor with the other concubines. You studied acting, so you're familiar with ancient etiquette. If you don't like life in the Tang Dynasty, I'll take you back to the modern era. OK?"

Son Ye-jeong narrowed her eyes and smiled sweetly, saying with anticipation and nervousness, "Okay, let's go now!"

Lin Lang triggered the skill [Space-Time Mass Transmission], and a golden light lit up on his palm. Sun Yizhen in his arms was instantly enveloped by the dazzling light.

The beauty in my arms felt dizzy and had a strong sense of weightlessness, with the sound of whistling wind ringing in her ears.

When Sun Yezhen opened her eyes again, she saw a completely different scene.

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The moment she stepped on the ground, Son Ye-jeong was so shocked by the magnificent buildings in front of her that she held her breath.

The first thing that catches your eye is the imperial garden of the Tang Dynasty's Shanghai palace in the spring of 669 AD.

On the blue bricks of the garden path, Lin Haotian, the eldest son who had just turned two, was wearing bright yellow tiger-head shoes. The little tiger head embroidered with gold thread on the toe of the shoe bounced up and down as he moved his short legs.

The sleeves of his dragon robe were longer than his hands, but they could not hide the sable fur trim at the collar that only the prince had.

"Tian'er, run slower, your sister can't catch up with you!" Chu Yiren's voice came from the garden pavilion not far away.

The twin sister, Lin Zhiyi, who was running behind, was wearing a pink jacket and skirt with a small phoenix embroidered on the hem - a style exclusive to princesses.

Her little feet, in red soft satin shoes, wobbled as she ran, and the little pearl headband on her head was loose and tilted to one side, looking very cute.

That’s right, this pair of cute and adorable twins are Lin Lang and Chu Yiren’s children.

Hearing his mother's voice, little Haotian turned around to wait for his sister, but saw his father Lin Lang and the unfamiliar Sun Yizhen suddenly appear.

"Father!" Little Haotian stumbled towards Lin Lang with unsteady steps.

Straight across the three-year timeline, seeing his two-year-old eldest son, Lin Lang's face showed a fatherly smile. He immediately squatted on the ground and opened his arms, "Hey, Tian'er, run slower, be careful not to fall."