Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

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Lin Ping ran around the room, screaming like a pig being slaughtered. The guards outside thought that good things were about to happen, so they straightened their chests and became even more dutiful in their guard duties.

Throughout the afternoon, Jiang Yunying fought intermittently, while Lin Ping shouted and stopped. Running away was useless, and begging for mercy was useless. Who told you to ignore the terrain and spout nonsense?

Perhaps Jiang Yunying was tired of fighting, or perhaps Lin Ping was tired of shouting, because the two of them quieted down again.

Lin Ping felt utterly miserable and muttered to himself, "This isn't fair. Even if it's... you know, they should at least give me some water to drink..."

As night fell, the entire room was pitch black, except for a single oil lamp casting a faint yellow glow, which perfectly showcased Jiang Yunying's graceful figure.

Jiang Yunying looked at Lin Ping quietly, but her eyes were somewhat unfocused.

"My wife, what's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Lin Ping asked hurriedly.

Jiang Yunying shook her head and said, "I'm afraid my husband will dislike my appearance."

"How could that be? No matter what my wife looks like, she is the most beautiful in my heart!"

Lin Ping patted his chest and said confidently.

At first, he did think Jiang Yunying was incredibly ugly, which is why he wore an iron mask all the time.

But later, Lin Ping was attracted by Jiang Yunying's inner beauty. Besides, Jiang Yunying's devilish figure and milky skin were the qualities of a beautiful woman.

Even if her appearance wasn't perfect, Lin Ping could definitely accept it.

Under Lin Ping's watchful gaze, Jiang Yunying slowly removed her iron mask. It was the first time in over a decade that she had taken off her mask in front of others.

The moment the mask was removed, a stunningly beautiful face, smoother than milk, appeared before Lin Ping.

Lin Ping froze on the spot, his eyes wide open.

Even though he had traveled through time nearly ten times and seen countless beautiful women, Jiang Yunying's appearance was still the most beautiful.

Lin Ping never imagined that such a stunningly beautiful face was hidden beneath Jiang Yunying's stern exterior.

Lin Ping was completely stunned, constantly swallowing his saliva.

"Does my husband find Yunying unworthy?"

Jiang Yunying asked worriedly; it was the first time she had ever been so nervous about her appearance.

"dislike?"

Lin Ping shook his head repeatedly and said, "Wife, do you have some misunderstanding about your appearance?"

"What do you mean, my husband?"

Jiang Yunying tilted her head and asked curiously.

"It means that my wife is the most beautiful woman in the world!"

Lin Ping pounced on her, knowing that Jiang Yunying would not resist again, and even took the initiative to undress.

"After more than twenty years, I, Lin Ping, am finally going to have my fill of meat!" Lin Ping was so excited that he couldn't help but drool from the corner of his mouth. His lecherous look made him look exactly like a perverted old man.

Fortunately, the two were already married, and Jiang Yunying knew this was the true nature of men; otherwise, she would have cut open his chest with a knife and taken out his heart to see its color.

"Wife... what does Father mean..." Lin Ping took two steps forward, needing to ask for the other party's opinion beforehand in order to avoid being beaten to death.

"Husband..." Jiang Yunying lowered her head, her shy voice choked with sobs.

"Don't be afraid, my dear, I'll be very gentle." Lin Ping still thought it was just the girl being coy and kept comforting her. He knew that forcing things wouldn't only make things harder, but it would also hurt...

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yunying blinked her long, fan-like eyelashes incessantly, tears falling to the ground in a steady stream, and choked out, "Husband, I'm sorry."

Lin Ping's heart skipped a beat, as if he had been stabbed by a sword. He felt a chill from the inside out, and his legs went weak. He sat down on the ground, utterly exhausted.

Lin Ping braced himself on the ground with both hands, leaned back, and laughed loudly, "Lin Ping, you're nothing but a loser, destined to be single your whole life. What makes you think you can expect a high and mighty princess to fall for you? How pathetic, how lamentable, how pitiful!"

At this moment, Lin Ping was disheartened. He never expected that after doing so much for the City Lord's Mansion, and even mistakenly believing that Jiang Yunying was in love with him, he would ultimately be met with indifference.

He wouldn't force such a thing. Even if Jiang Yunying didn't object, he had already lost interest, just like he had with Xiao Hui when he first transmigrated.

These long sighs pierced Jiang Yunying's heart. She knew it was all her fault, but she was powerless to do anything about it. She could only cry in grievance, "It's all Yunying's fault. I had to get my period at this time. Even if my husband doesn't mind, I'm afraid of defiling his body."

In ancient times, a woman's menstruation was considered an omen of bad luck, and she was forbidden from having sexual relations. In some tribal times, a woman who had just menstruated was even temporarily expelled from the tribe.

Therefore, even if Jiang Yunying is not afraid of physical harm, she cannot tarnish Lin Ping's reputation.

"Menstruation? My wife can't consummate our marriage because of her menstruation?" Lin Ping suddenly realized, and his dying heart was revived.

"Otherwise what?" Jiang Yunying pouted and said doubtfully, "Since Yunying is married to her husband and has received her father's order, how can she not consummate the marriage with him? Besides..."

"Besides..." Jiang Yunying became even more shy, burying her chin in her chest and whispering, "Besides, Yunying herself also wants to consummate the marriage with her husband."

Lin Ping sat up abruptly, feeling much better. He thought to himself: I, Lin Ping, am not the kind of person who enjoys bloody battles.

"My period is great, my period is wonderful, my period is absolutely amazing!" Lin Ping kept muttering to himself.

It's like if you go to college and suddenly tell your parents that you've made a mistake, and then when your parents are feeling disheartened, you suddenly say that you just failed a course, your parents will definitely not punish you for failing the course, and may even reward you handsomely.

"This husband of mine... I must have knocked him silly." Jiang Yunying felt a wave of self-reproach. What normal man would look forward to his wife's period? This shows that Lin Ping really had been knocked silly.

Given Jiang Yunying's brutality towards him that afternoon, Lin Ping decided to collect some interest and said seriously, "What happens every month is called menstruation, so what do we call something that happens every day?"

“Naturally, it’s called ‘daily affairs’.” Jiang Yunying followed Lin Ping’s train of thought and easily came up with the answer, but she didn’t understand what he meant by saying that.

"That's right, a verb!" Lin Ping said proudly, patting his chest, clearly having forgotten the pain of his past mistakes.

Having spent a lot of time with Lin Ping, Jiang Yunying's reaction ability improved significantly. She immediately gave him a loving lesson, though the broken whip looked rather pitiful.

"Wife, let's go to bed. Let's just lie here quietly and do nothing." Lin Ping, with his bruised and swollen face, spoke somewhat unclearly.

Jiang Yunying also felt a little wronged by the other party, so she obediently lay in Lin Ping's arms, looking rather like a little bird clinging to someone.

In fact, even if Jiang Yunying didn't have her period, Lin Ping didn't want to consummate the marriage immediately. After all, the Lotus Palace hadn't been eliminated yet, and the two of them could face danger at any time. Maybe one day when Jiang Yunying was in so much pain that she couldn't get out of bed, the enemy would arrive just in time.

Therefore, Lin Ping has been plotting to eliminate the Lotus Palace and has already begun to lay the groundwork. He expects the enemy to walk right into his trap in the next few days, and once the deed is done, it will coincide with Jiang Yunying's ovulation period.

Lin Ping wouldn't easily get up while cuddling his wife to sleep. If Xiao Huan hadn't kept knocking on the door, Lin Ping would never have opened his eyes, which were pretending to be asleep.

After entering the room, Xiao Huan quickly checked the two bed sheets. After confirming that she couldn't find the cinnabar mark, she pouted and said, "Hmph, the princess and the prince consort are not cooperating. I'll go tell the madam right now."

After saying that, Xiao Huan angrily turned her head and walked away.

Lin Ping wasn't afraid of the little girl, but he was afraid of the city lord's wife. After all, it was always a bit awkward to be urged on such matters by an elder.

Left with no other choice, he could only grab Jiang Yunying's hand and hurriedly run out of the gate. He then immediately gathered Li Mingxuan and the others together and brazenly headed towards the inner city.

Lin Ping is a man of integrity, a man of his word. Once he said he would make Jin Manlou close down, he would never go back on his word.

Lin Ping's current life has barely met his expectations, since Jiang Yunying doesn't have to spend all her time in the military camp and can accompany him... bullying the weak.

"Open for business!" Li Mingxuan kicked open the gambling den's door, displaying an air of arrogance. If Lin Ping hadn't instructed him to reason with them, he probably would have already started ransacking the place with a sledgehammer. Who told your boss to be so blind and offend our vengeful Prince Consort?

"Who dares to be so arrogant outside?" The gambling house owner, his belly protruding, stormed out angrily. His legs went weak the moment he saw Lin Ping, and he awkwardly chuckled, "So it's you, Prince Consort! I'm so sorry for not greeting you properly. I didn't know you were here today..."

When Wan Yi heard about what happened in Yancheng, and knew that Diao Mao had offended Lin Ping, a hundred bad thoughts arose in his mind.

"That's right, we're here to cause trouble, until you close down." Lin Ping said arrogantly, displaying the complete wickedness of a villain.

"My...My Lordship," Wan Yi stammered, his legs trembling uncontrollably. He was almost ready to kneel down and beg for mercy, bowing and asking, "What brings you here?"

"Northwest wind!" Lin Ping replied irritably. "From now on, Jin Manlou will only be able to drink the northwest wind."

The meaning of these words couldn't be clearer, and Wan Yi was immediately terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat. He really didn't want to witness the other party's astonishing abilities.

"The gambling den is... closed today," Wan Yi stammered, his obese body blocking the doorway, but he dared not openly obstruct the flow of traffic.

"Close the shop? Do you think I'm blind? Closing the shop at the crack of dawn? If you dare to close today, don't even think about opening again!" Lin Ping said angrily, forcefully pushing aside the trillions of dollars blocking the door.

The other person was completely turned into a puddle of mud, rolling around on the ground several times, feeling a complete blank in their mind, as if they were about to explode.

Since ancient times, merchants have never fought with officials. Even though Jin Manlou was rich and powerful, he had to bow down to the city lord's mansion. After all, the prefect had been scared away, and no one dared to stand up for him.

If Master Ping decides you die at midnight, even the King of Hell wouldn't dare keep you until dawn.

Offend Lin Ping? You must be joking, unless you don't want to live anymore.

Li Mingxuan kicked the wooden door open with a big foot, and even the entire door frame shook. He had to make sure that he was in a good position, otherwise how could he show Lin Ping's imposing manner?

Upon entering, Lin Ping immediately turned on the X-ray machine to full speed and roughly scanned the stones on the shelf. A smile involuntarily appeared on his face, clearly indicating that he had encountered some good stuff.

It must be said that in the early days of mining the old jade mines in Nanwu Kingdom, it was easy to find green jade in the stones, which explains why many people were keen on gambling on stones.

"Mr. Wan, how much do you want for this stone?" Lin Ping asked coldly, guessing that the other party wouldn't dare to raise the price, after all, there were already hundreds of onlookers who had come to see it.

Lin Ping is a man of great things; how can he do things without onlookers? He deliberately made a big fuss so that if Wan Yi dared to play any tricks, he would immediately lose his credibility.