In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

Li Zimo's words were warm and sincere, like the warm sunshine in spring, which instantly melted the ice and snow in Zhao Meiyue's heart.

She looked up at Li Zimo, tears in her eyes, but a relieved smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She finally understood that she was not alone and that there were people willing to face everything in the future with her.

"Thank you, sir."

Zhao Meiyue's voice trembled slightly, but was full of gratitude and happiness.

"Miyue will always be the young master's."

Her words were firm and affectionate, as if they were the most sincere promise to Li Zimo.

When Li Zimo heard this, a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He gently pulled Zhao Meiyue closer to him, put one arm around her waist and gently lifted her chin with the other.

His eyes were affectionate and focused, as if he wanted to engrave Zhao Meiyue's appearance in his heart forever.

Then, without hesitation, he kissed her small red lips.

Zhao Meiyue closed her eyes, put her arms around Li Zimo's neck, and responded to the kiss gently.

A happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, a happiness that belonged to her alone and was unique.

After the kiss, Zhao Meiyue was like a flower caressed by the spring breeze, breathing slightly, with a blush on her cheeks.

Li Zimo's eyes flashed with pampering and satisfaction. He bent down, put his hands through Zhao Meiyue's knees, and gently picked her up.

Zhao Meiyue was wearing a light gauze skirt, which swayed gently with his movements, as graceful as a fairy.

They walked across the courtyard and towards the small building, each step seeming to follow the beat of happiness.

Entering Zhao Meiyue's boudoir, a light and elegant fragrance makes people feel relaxed and happy. The light gauze sways gently in the breeze, adding a bit of dreamy softness to this quiet space.

Li Zimo and Zhao Meiyue sat facing each other, and the tacit understanding between them could be conveyed without words.

She had a graceful figure, like a newly blooming flower, emitting a faint glow, and every subtle movement seemed to resonate with the surrounding air.

Li Zimo's eyes were full of tenderness. Looking at Zhao Meiyue's shy and charming appearance, an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.

He gently hugged her, as if wanting to deeply integrate this emotion into each other's embrace.

Liu Yunshang also returned to her room. She sat in front of the window, looking at the swaying bamboo leaves outside. In her heart, she had blessings for Li Zimo and Zhao Meiyue, as well as a little expectation of her own.

She gently stroked the embroidered handkerchief in her hand, waiting for the tenderness that belonged to her.

Half an hour later, Li Zimo left Zhao Meiyue's boudoir with lingering tenderness and satisfaction, and stepped into Liu Yunshang's bedroom.

His eyes still sparkled with affection, as if the warm moments of the past were engraved in them.

Liu Yunshang looked up when she heard the voice, and her eyes met Li Zimo's. A hint of surprise and expectation flashed in her eyes, as if at this moment, all the waiting turned into an invisible warm current.

"Sir, you are here."

She opened her red lips slightly, her words full of tenderness and affection, then she stood up and walked towards him.

Li Zimo walked to her side, and the distance between them disappeared instantly. He gently hugged Liu Yunshang, as if he wanted to embrace the whole world in his arms.

Their embrace was full of strength and tenderness, as if they wanted to pour all their thoughts and love into this moment of intimacy.

Liu Yunshang's figure was equally graceful and charming, her skin as delicate as fat, and she pressed tightly against Li Zimo's chest, conveying warm and sincere emotions between them.

Then they sat side by side, the veil fluttering gently, highlighting their happy and shy appearance.

......

The afterglow of the evening sun shone on every corner of the courtyard. Li Zimo, Liu Yunshang and Zhao Meiyue sat around the stone table, whispering to each other with affection.

At this moment, a light knock on the courtyard door broke the silence. Liu Yunshang stood up and opened the door. She saw Han Jie, the leader of the Bishuiyun Guard, standing outside the door and asked respectfully:

"Is Mr. Li here?"

Liu Yunshang nodded, turned her gaze towards Li Zimo, and said softly:

"Yes, sir, Commander Han is looking for you."

Upon hearing this, Li Zimo put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and walked towards the door, and said to Han Jie:

"Commander Han, what's the matter with your visit so late at night?"

Han Jie stepped forward, handed over the jade slip and storage ring in his hand, and explained:

"Master Li, I'm here on the orders of Lord Yun to deliver to you the confiscated property from Yue Qiangwei and Wang Xiaofeng's families."

"All of these properties have been exchanged for spirit stones, totaling two million. In addition, there are the deeds to two houses and three shops."

"This jade slip records in detail the appearance and background of the two men's families, maids, servants, and others."

"Special guards have been assigned to these two residences. Mr. Li can check on them at any time."

Li Zimo took the jade slip and storage ring, examined them carefully, and said to Han Jie:

"Commander Han, thank you for your trouble. This detailed information is of great help to me. When I have time, I will definitely visit those two mansions."

Seeing this, Han Jie hurriedly bowed, his expression full of respect and humility:

"Mr. Li, you are too polite. This is my duty. Since you have no other instructions, I will take my leave."

After saying that, he turned around gently and walked towards the door with steady steps until his figure disappeared into the night.

Li Zimo gently closed the gate and turned around with a gentle smile on his face.

He walked over to Liu Yunshang and Zhao Meiyue, put his arm around one of their shoulders, and gently pulled them closer. The three of them sat around the stone table again.

"Two hostesses,"

Li Zimo smiled, his eyes full of pampering and tenderness.

"Would you like to come with me to see the two newly acquired mansions? I heard the scenery is quite unique."

When Liu Yunshang and Zhao Meiyue heard this, a hint of longing flashed in their eyes, but then a hint of hesitation flashed across their eyes.

They exchanged glances, both seeming to be worried about something.

Finally, Liu Yunshang spoke softly, with a subtle hint of jealousy in her tone:

"Sir, we are of course willing, but...but there are many women living there, and we are worried that if you go there..."

Zhao Meiyue also bit her lower lip and took over the conversation:

"Yes, sir, if we go, we are afraid that we will disturb your leisure time. I just hope that you will not forget us and come back to visit us often."

Upon hearing this, Li Zimo raised a helpless smile, his eyes flashing with sincerity and determination:

"You guys are so imaginative. No matter who is there, no one can replace you in my heart. This is my home. Without you, no matter how big the house is, it is just an empty shell."

As he spoke, he stood up and took Liu Yunshang and Zhao Meiyue's hands respectively, with an inviting light flashing in his eyes:

"Come on, my mistresses, let us go and see those two large mansions together."

Liu Yunshang and Zhao Meiyue smiled at each other, and their worries disappeared in an instant.

They held Li Zimo's hands tightly and let him lead them, their hearts filled with sweetness.