Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

“Of course it’s true. My beloved concubine is pregnant. I can’t let you get all pregnant before I explain to my parents, can I?” Lin Lang scooped up a spoonful of bird’s nest soup, blew on it to cool it down, and then brought it to Sun Yizhen’s lips.

Sun Yizhen, with bird's nest soup in her mouth, had tears welling up in her eyes again. She raised her hand to wipe her eyes, her voice choked with emotion but full of joy: "Your Majesty, I was worried that you wouldn't want to take responsibility for me."

Lin Lang put down the bowl, reached out and wiped away the tears on Sun Yizhen's cheeks, his fingertips warm: "Silly girl, don't overthink it."

Sun Yizhen smiled sweetly with her eyes narrowed, but then some concern appeared on her face. She said weakly, "I've been a little worried about how to tell my family about our cross-border relationship."

Sun Yizhen's words were very tactful, but what she meant was that Lin Lang already had a wife, and Sun Yizhen was afraid that her parents would not accept her becoming Lin Lang's concubine.

Lin Lang gently stroked Sun Yizhen's cheek and said, "Don't worry, if sincerity can't move your parents, then I'll just use money. There's nothing in this world that I can't handle."

Sun Yizhen lowered her head and tucked her chin in as she said, "My mother is a nurse, and my father is just an ordinary office worker. My family is very ordinary, but my parents are both very kind."

“My dear consort, your family background used to be ordinary and your family was not wealthy, but things will be different from now on.” Lin Lang gently lifted Sun Yizhen’s chin and raised an eyebrow at her.

Upon hearing this, Sun Yizhen smiled and said, "Your Majesty, in our country, it is customary for the bride's family to give the groom's family a dowry to show respect and to please the mother-in-law."

It is worth mentioning that this custom is related to the patriarchal ideology of South Korea, which believes that daughters need to rely on the husband's family for a living after marriage. Therefore, the bride's family expresses economic compensation or gratitude to the husband through betrothal gifts.

After hearing this, Lin Lang smiled and said, "There is a saying that goes, 'When in Rome, do as the Romans do.' Since you are marrying into the Xia Kingdom, you should naturally follow the wedding customs of the Xia Kingdom. I will give my parents-in-law a large dowry, enough for them to achieve financial freedom."

Sun Yizhen waved her hands repeatedly, politely declining, saying, "No, no, no, my parents aren't selling their daughter."

Lin Lang's tone was somewhat indulgent: "I have more money than I can spend. Wouldn't it be better to let your parents achieve financial freedom as soon as possible, retire and travel the world, or move to Xia Country to take care of you, help us raise the kids, and enjoy life with you?"

Touched, Son Ye-jeong said coquettishly, "Your Majesty, you are so kind to me!"

"Fool, you are my most beloved imperial concubine. If I don't treat you well, who else will I treat well?" Lin Lang's eyes were full of solemnity, yet he told every concubine that she was the most beloved one.

"Hehe..." Son Ye-jeong couldn't hide her sweet smile.

Lin Lang continued to gently feed Sun Yizhen the bird's nest soup, but Sun Yizhen took the porcelain bowl and spoon herself and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, you should eat too. I'll eat by myself. After breakfast, we'll travel back to my family home in Daegu."

"Okay." Lin Lang smiled slightly, picked up the steamed egg and started eating.

The two chatted intimately while eating their hot breakfast, seemingly having endless topics to discuss. Their eye contact was so sweet it made one blush.

Sun Yizhen slowly finished a small bowl of bird's nest soup and a steamed egg, her complexion becoming increasingly rosy.

Seeing that Sun Yizhen looked much better, Lin Lang picked up a soft and sticky osmanthus cake and handed it to her: "My dear consort, have some more of this to fill your stomach, and then we'll set off."

Sun Yizhen took a small bite of the osmanthus cake, and the sweet but not cloying aroma filled her mouth, making her feel increasingly cheerful.

She looked up at Lin Lang's gentle eyes, then lowered her head to touch her pregnant belly, her heart filled with peace and happiness.

After the two had finished their breakfast, the servants cleared away the dishes and left.

Sun Yizhen changed back into modern clothes, a sweet smile on her lips, and said impatiently, "Your Majesty, I'll go say goodbye to the Empress and my sisters, and then we'll set off."

Lin Lang replied gently, "Go ahead, I'll prepare the gifts for my marriage proposal to your family."

"Okay." Son Ye-jeong left the room with a sweet smile.

Lin Lang first took out four silver boxes containing four kinds of Tang Dynasty tribute tea from his personal space: Guzhu Zisun, Mengding Shihua, Huoshan Huangya, and Jiukeng Tea, all of which were famous tribute teas of the Tang Dynasty.

Next, Lin Lang took out four bottles of 82 Lafite red wine, an authentic painting of Zhong Kui by the master painter Wu Daozi, and a Tang Dynasty Hetian jade ruyi inlaid with gold from his personal space.

This elaborate gift to the father-in-law is priceless, especially considering it's a genuine work by the painting master Wu Daozi.

Brother Lang is not short of money, so he can't be stingy when he comes to propose marriage.

Before long, Son Ye-jeong bid farewell to Chu Yi-in and Princess Pyongyang, and returned to her room full of anticipation.

"Your Majesty, I am back. We can set off now."

Lin Lang, carrying the gift box, said, "Let's go then."

Sun Yizhen stepped forward gracefully and took Lin Lang's arm. She took a deep breath and said with a hint of worry, "Your Majesty, I'm so nervous! What if my parents object?"

Lin Lang countered, "Yes, what if your parents object?"

Sun Yizhen chuckled and said, "If my parents object, I'll elope with you. After our baby is born, I'll take the child back to my parents' home. I don't believe my parents can be so heartless as to disown their own grandson."

"My beloved concubine, don't worry, don't be afraid. Hold me tight, I'll take you back to your parents' home now."

Son Ye-jeong nodded vigorously, her eyes sparkling with anticipation: "Your Majesty, I am ready!"

Lin Lang triggered the power of the [Space-Time Omnidirectional Mass Teleportation] skill, and a faint space-time fluctuation emanated from his body. The next second, he disappeared from the spot with Sun Yizhen.

"call out……"

The next second, Lin Lang and Sun Yizhen traveled back in time to the end of 2003 and appeared outside the gate of a detached Korean-style house in Daegu, South Korea.

The moment she felt her feet touch the ground, Son Ye-jeong opened her eyes and saw her own front door.

"Your Majesty, I'm so nervous!"

Lin Lang smiled and comforted him, "Don't be nervous, it's nothing serious."

Just then, a middle-aged woman's voice came from behind Son Ye-jeong, speaking in Korean: "Oh dear, daughter, you're coming home from Seoul, why didn't you tell me beforehand?"

Sun Yizhen turned around at the sound and saw her mother, who had just finished her night shift at the hospital, pushing her bicycle home.

Son Ye-jeong flashed her signature sweet smile and said nervously, "Mom, I...I brought my boyfriend Lin Lang home to meet you and Dad."

Lin Lang, carrying the gift, bowed in accordance with Korean etiquette and greeted his mother-in-law with respectful language: "Hello, Mother-in-law!"

Upon hearing this, Sun's mother beamed with joy. She quickly parked her bicycle and stared at Lin Lang, looking him up and down. "Oh my, daughter, you've kept this a secret very well. How come I've never heard you mention having a boyfriend before?"

Son Ye-jeong scratched her head and smiled shyly.

The moment Lin Lang straightened up and looked up, Sun's mother covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Oh my god! This... daughter, why does your boyfriend look so familiar? And he even shares the same name as the world's richest man, Lin Lang?"

"Mom, my boyfriend is Lin Lang, a tycoon from Xia Guo." Sun Yizhen directly confronted her mother.

Sun's mother's eyes instantly lit up like two searchlights, and she gripped Sun Yizhen's hand even tighter. Her smile was so sweet it could melt honey: "Oh my! Yizhen, why didn't you say so sooner? Mr. Lin, please come in, please come in, have a seat!"

As she spoke, she deftly opened the courtyard gate and warmly welcomed Lin Lang inside.

Lin Lang smiled slightly and walked inside with Sun Yizhen taking his arm.

The moment the wooden gate to the Korean-style courtyard was pushed open, Sun's mother called out loudly, "Honey, come out and see! Our daughter brought her boyfriend home!"

A series of hurried footsteps immediately came from inside the house. Sun's father, dressed in his home clothes, quickly came out to greet him. He was stunned when he saw Lin Lang, obviously because he had seen the news about Lin Lang being the world's richest man on TV and in the newspapers.

“Uh…this…” Sun’s father was speechless with shock.

Lin Lang bowed in accordance with Korean etiquette and greeted his father-in-law in Korean: "Your son-in-law Lin Lang greets your father-in-law!"

"Oh my!" Father Sun quickly bowed in return, saying warmly, "Welcome, welcome! Please come inside and have a seat. Wife, please go and pour some tea!"

Lin Lang handed over the gifts in his hand, "It's our first meeting. I've prepared some small gifts, including tea and red wine, as well as an authentic work by Wu Daozi, the Tang Dynasty's painting master, and a Tang Dynasty imperial gift of a Hetian jade ruyi inlaid with gold. I hope my father-in-law will accept them with pleasure."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Sun's face showed a shocked expression as he reached out to accept the gift. South Koreans are very knowledgeable about ancient Chinese culture, and upon hearing that it was an authentic work by the painting master Wu Daozi, Mr. Sun's eyes widened as big as a bull's eyes.

"This...this gift is too...too precious." Mr. Sun was somewhat flattered.

Sun's mother, standing to the side, was equally shocked and incredulous after listening, because in 2003, Wu Daozi's authentic works could easily fetch hundreds of millions of US dollars at overseas auctions.

Not to mention that among the gifts Lin Lang brought was a Tang Dynasty imperial gift of Hetian jade inlaid with gold, a collection value that would leave an ordinary working-class family speechless.

Seeing her parents' unsuspecting expressions, Sun Yizhen quickly smiled and said, "Dad, this is a gift from my boyfriend. Please accept it and treasure it. He has countless antiques of this caliber at home."

"Wow..." Sun's father was so shocked that he was speechless.

Mrs. Sun reacted quickly, and hurriedly said with a smile, "Mr. Lin, please come inside. Don't stand at the door."

After recovering from his surprise, Mr. Sun said with a big smile, "Yes, yes, Mr. Lin, please come inside."

After entering the house, Lin Lang took off his shoes according to the custom of South Koreans and put on the slippers that Sun Yizhen took out for him from the shoe cabinet.

Sun's mother immediately went to make tea, her joy evident on her face.

Sun Yizhen pulled Lin Lang's arm and sat down on the sofa, affectionately linking arms with him. Seeing her parents' warm welcome to Lin Lang, she finally felt relieved.

Mr. Sun carefully placed the gifts Lin Lang brought on the coffee table, sat down on the corner sofa, and said with a simple smile, "My humble abode is rather simple, please forgive me, Mr. Lin. Don't be shy, just make yourself at home."

Lin Lang immediately declared arrogantly, "Father-in-law, I will send someone to purchase a 1400-square-meter luxury villa for you and your mother-in-law in the Gangnam district of Seoul, with the property registered in your name."

"Wow..." Sun's father was so shocked that he swallowed hard, hardly believing his ears.

Upon hearing this, Sun's mother's hands, which were pouring tea, trembled uncontrollably with excitement. The water in the kettle overflowed after filling the teacups, and only then did she stop pouring, her heart pounding wildly.

After regaining his senses, Mr. Sun quickly waved his hand and declined, saying, "No need, no need. My wife and I are used to living in our old house in Daegu. It's a 1400-square-meter luxury villa in the wealthy Jiangnan area. The annual property management fees and heating fees are a huge sum!"

Lin Lang smiled and said, "Father-in-law, you can rest assured about that."

"I will have someone pay the villa's property management fees in one lump sum for fifty years. As for heating, it will be provided by central air conditioning. I will have someone pre-deposit 1 billion won in electricity fees. You and your mother-in-law can live here without worry."

"Wow..." Father Sun was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and quickly turned his gaze to his daughter.

Sun Yizhen said with a smile, "Dad, my boyfriend just wants to help our family improve our living conditions. Please don't refuse. Consider it our way of showing our filial piety to you."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Sun felt as if he had been struck by a windfall. With a bewildered expression, he looked at his wife.

Sun's mother was all smiles, her eyes reddening as she said, "Oh my, our precious daughter has found a good husband! How could your father and I accept such a valuable property as a gift!"