132: Chapter 132 So you're still an original product?

"Emperor Xiao, I will enter the palace... please let my daughter go." The beautiful woman lowered her head and spoke bashfully.

Since her daughter was deathly unwilling, she had no choice but to step up herself.

Otherwise, what could she do? If she really provoked him and he used force, the outcome would be even worse.

Not to mention, this man looked quite good—a Nascent Soul Peak at over eighty years old, yet handsome and looking like he was in his early thirties. Having him as a partner didn't seem like a bad deal.

Su Da: "???"

"Wait? Mother, what are you doing?"

Xiao Ye's lips curled slightly as he leaned back in his chair, his eyes filled with pride—my charm is truly irresistible, even to young married women.

"Good! Then it's you." Xiao Ye slapped the armrest and asked with a smile, "By the way, what is your full name?"

Although the System had just displayed it, the Xiao Ye in reality hadn't asked yet, so he couldn't just call it out. He had to ask.

"My name is Su Su."

"Su Su? A good name. One look and I can tell you're tender and soft." Xiao Ye stood up, staring at Su Su's surging chest, almost drooling.

He quickly looked away and waved his hand. "Pack up and come with me."

Su Da was completely stunned, standing there with her mouth agape and her mind buzzing.

What happened? Wasn't I the protagonist of this situation? How did I end up being sidelined?

She watched helplessly as her mother, blushing, was led out of the hall by Xiao Ye, their backs actually looking somewhat like a matching couple.

"Hey—!" Su Da finally reacted and chased them to the door, yelling at the top of her lungs, "Are you just leaving like this? Aren't you going to ask for my opinion?"

Xiao Ye didn't even turn his head, waving a hand nonchalantly. "Your opinion doesn't matter. Your mother's opinion is the only one that matters."

Su Su looked back at her daughter, her eyes filled with a bit of apology and a touch of determination that said, 'Daughter, you've grown up, it's time for Mother to live for herself.'

Su Da stood there, watching the two figures distance themselves, feeling as if she had been struck by lightning—she tried to cancel the engagement, but in the end, she ended up trading in her own mother?

What kind of mess is this!

——

Three days later, Da Qian Imperial Palace.

The lights were brilliant, and a festive atmosphere filled every corner.

Red silk stretched from the palace gates all the way to the sleeping quarters, and lanterns hung from every pillar, casting a red glow over the entire Imperial Capital.

Since he was taking the Sect Master of the Luoxia Sect as his concubine today, Xiao Ye was exceptionally formal.

After all, she was a Nascent Soul Cultivator, a top-tier figure even in Da Qian, so he had to give her enough face.

Even his former subordinates had come—

"Zi Youqian of the Zitian Merchant Alliance presents one million Low-Grade Spirit Stones."

"Tong Yizhen of the Medicine King Hall presents five hundred thousand Spirit Stones."

"Dianshao of the Danxia Sect presents a Medium Grade Spiritual Artifact—the Ruyi Tripod."

"Yan Kingdom..."

"..."

Xiao Ye flipped through the gift list, more satisfied the more he looked. Suddenly, he looked up at Tong Yizhen. "Tong Yizhen, did you come empty-handed?"

"I... didn't I just give five hundred thousand Spirit Stones?" Tong Yizhen lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

"That's the life-saving money you owe me. How can you have the nerve to use that as a wedding gift?"

Embarrassed by Xiao Ye's words, Tong Yizhen sheepishly pulled another jade bottle from her sleeve and handed it over.

Xiao Ye took it and opened it to find Thousand-Year Spiritual Pith—a rare medicine that could bring the severely injured back to life, priceless and hard to find.

"That's more like it." Xiao Ye put the jade bottle away and waved his hand. "Take your seats!"

With all the guests present, the concubine induction ceremony officially began.

Xiao Ye pulled the bewildered Su Su through the process with practiced ease—the wedding bows, the tea ceremony, and the exchange of the nuptial cups, all in one smooth motion, more familiar than going home.

After the ceremony, he didn't even bother to stay for drinks, impatiently pulling the bride toward the bridal chamber.

With a beauty before him, who had time to drink with a bunch of old men?

Red candles burned brightly, and the gauze curtains hung low.

On the red bed, Su Su was as nervous as a schoolgirl, not knowing where to put her hands. Guided by Xiao Ye, her whole body went soft.

Her movements were incredibly clumsy and stumbling, like a baby just learning to walk.

"Hiss—wait, my concubine, are you really okay at this?" Xiao Ye couldn't help himself.

"Wu... wu... that, Your Majesty, I... it's my first time..." Su Su mumbled indistinctly, her face so red it looked like it could bleed.

"What?" Xiao Ye was stunned. "Your first time? Then your daughter—did Su Da pop out of a rock?"

"Wu... well... Su Da actually isn't my daughter..."

Hearing this, Xiao Ye sensed some gossip! He quickly pulled away, sat up straight, and put on a 'please start your performance' face. "Speak slowly, no rush."

It turned out that Su Su was the sister of the previous Sect Master of the Luoxia Sect, and Su Da was her sister's daughter.

Shortly after Su Da was born, her sister went to explore a ruin, met with an accident, and never returned.

Su Su had carried the Luoxia Sect alone, acting as both Sect Master and mother, raising Su Da through all the hardships for eighteen years.

Now that the daughter was grown, she could finally be free.

"So you're saying you're original goods?" Xiao Ye's eyes lit up, then he looked down at the 'large buns' in his hands and couldn't help but sigh. "But—how did you grow so big while being 'original'? This talent is just too outrageous."

Su Su's face turned even redder. She slapped his hand away, pulled the quilt over her face, and said sullenly, "...Your Majesty, you talk too much."

Xiao Ye laughed heartily and pounced on her again.

Outside the window, the moon quietly hid behind the clouds, and even the stars were too embarrassed to watch.