As Zhou Luo observed her, she happened to look over as well.
A flash of surprise passed through the depths of Lin Qinghan’s cold, elegant eyes, and she paused in her steps.
Clad in brocade robes, Zhou Luo was already quite handsome. Now deliberately dressed for the occasion, he appeared exceptionally striking, far surpassing an ordinary man.
Seeing him, Lin Qinghan-who had originally harbored some resistance to this arrangement-could not help but feel a slight ripple in her heart.
After a brief hesitation, she recovered her composure and asked, “What is your name?”
“Zhou Luo.”
Zhou Luo abruptly stood up, straightened his back, and answered with total seriousness.
Although he possessed the memories of two lifetimes, actually finding himself in such a situation with a stunning beauty naturally left him somewhat flustered.
Lin Qinghan frowned slightly.
She had not expected that the man her family selected for her would be someone with merely a ninth-grade spiritual root.
“Sit down.”
Lin Qinghan spoke indifferently. She paced over to sit opposite Zhou Luo.
Their eyes met in absolute silence; only the candle flame gently flickered.
Then, Lin Qinghan suddenly asked, “Is this your first time?”
Cough, cough—
Zhou Luo nearly choked on such straightforward words.
“I do not wish for my first man to have had prior experience.”
Lin Qinghan’s voice sounded again.
This could be considered her only weak form of resistance against the family’s arrangements.
“I am,” Zhou Luo answered truthfully.
“Good. Then get into bed.”
Lin Qinghan said nothing more, acting extremely decisive.
It left Zhou Luo stunned for a moment.
Shouldn’t we chat for a bit first, build some emotional connection, and then take things further? he thought to himself.
But looking into her unquestionable gaze, Zhou Luo knew that as a Matrilocal Husband, he truly had no other choice.
He had no choice but to rise and walk straight to the bed. Neatly stripping off his robes, he burrowed under the covers.
Lin Qinghan glanced over, sighed lightly, and flicked her index finger.
Whoosh—
The candle flame was snuffed out, plunging the room into darkness.
In the dark, the faint rustle of clothing being removed drifted through the air.
Suddenly, Zhou Luo caught a faint, delicate fragrance. A moment later, a warm figure slipped beneath the quilt.
As he brushed against her soft body, he could clearly feel her tremble involuntarily.
It seems she isn’t as calm as she pretends to be, he realized.
Zhou Luo’s mind began to race with wandering thoughts.
…
Time passed in a flash.
When Zhou Luo woke up again, day had already broken.
Having fought several fierce rounds the night before, his waist and back ached. Turning his head, he saw Lin Qinghan curled up like a kitten in his arms, her skin as flawless as jade.
The moment his gaze landed on her, Lin Qinghan’s eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes.
Her clear, beautiful eyes flickered. Gone was the icy arrogance from the previous night, replaced by a trace of gentle feminine tenderness.
“Ahem… you’re awake,” Zhou Luo said.
His right arm was still wrapped around her, his expression somewhat awkward.
“Mhm.”
Lin Qinghan let out a soft hum and actually hugged him closer. She closed her eyes again, as if drifting back to sleep.
Zhou Luo carefully adjusted his head and stared up at the bed canopy.
Just as he closed his eyes, planning to sleep a bit more, a sudden ding chimed in his mind.
Immediately after, four large words abruptly materialized in his field of vision: [More Children, More Blessings].
Zhou Luo flinched, badly startled by the sudden apparition.
Fortunately, Lin Qinghan merely nuzzled against him and did not wake up.
He closed his eyes once more, focusing his mind on those words.
It was then that he suddenly realized…
This might be his Gold Finger.
Wild joy bloomed in his heart, and he eagerly inspected the system’s introduction.
Exactly as the name suggested, his Gold Finger was tied to having offspring.
First, whenever his Dao Companion became pregnant, he would receive a chance to draw a Reward.
Additionally, with each child born, he would receive a lifespan Reward.
Depending on the child’s innate aptitude, the length of the lifespan Reward would vary, starting from a minimum of ten years.
Furthermore, if a child was born with a spiritual root, it would positively impact his own spiritual root.
This left Zhou Luo, who possessed a miserable ninth-grade spiritual root, buzzing with excitement.
The greatest obstacle preventing him from entering an immortal sect was his abysmal spiritual root!
A spiritual root dictated a cultivator’s ultimate achievements on the path to longevity!
If he could improve his own spiritual root, didn’t that mean that one day, he too could become a genius?
Actually, being a genius did not really matter.
As long as he could enter an immortal sect and learn higher-quality cultivation methods and immortal arts, he would be entirely satisfied.
It was just that he had initially thought the awakening of his Gold Finger would allow him to escape his status as a Matrilocal Husband…
In the end, he still had to accept his fate!
But as long as he sired enough children, his lifespan would extend indefinitely!
What was true longevity?
This was it!
As long as he lived long enough, who was to say the Lin Family wouldn’t eventually belong to him?
When that time came, the Longevity Lin Family could simply be renamed the Longevity Zhou Family!
At this thought, Zhou Luo suddenly felt utterly refreshed. It was as if all of his previous exhaustion had been completely swept away.
He opened his eyes and looked at the sleeping beauty beside him. His mood soaring, he abruptly rolled over, propping himself up on one arm to stare at her with burning eyes.
Since having children could increase his lifespan, he naturally had to put in the hard work.
Without delay, he pressed down upon her once more.
…
Thump, thump, thump—
A rapid, noisy knocking at the door jolted Zhou Luo from his deep sleep.
Once he fully awoke, he realized that Lin Qinghan was already gone from his side.
“What is it?” Zhou Luo called out.
“Zhou Luo, the Young Miss summons you to the Green Bamboo Hall!”
A crisp, cold voice rang out from outside.
The next second, the bedroom doors were shoved open.
A maid with an icy expression appeared before him.
By the looks of it, she was a maid who personally served Lin Qinghan.
However, her attitude toward her new “Young Master” did not seem very respectful.
Thinking about it, it made sense. He was merely a Matrilocal Husband brought in for breeding. In terms of true status in the family, he might not even rank higher than one of her maids.
Zhou Luo did not take offense. He threw back the covers, preparing to get out of bed.
“What are you doing?!”
The maid suddenly shrieked and hurriedly covered her eyes.
Only then did Zhou Luo remember that after their bout of passion, he had fallen asleep naked.
He hastily pulled the quilt back over himself and said awkwardly, “Step outside first. I will be out as soon as I am dressed.”
The maid lowered her hands, glared at him fiercely, and spun around to storm out of the room.
Standing outside the door, the maid could not help but recall the scene she had just witnessed, and her cheeks instantly flushed a deep red.
They said high-tier Matrilocal Husbands were blessed with abundant capital, and it was absolutely true!
Soon, a fully dressed Zhou Luo stepped out.
“Follow me. Do not wander or look around on the way,” the maid said, having adjusted her composure and raising her chin haughtily.
The Lin Family estate covered a massive area. Zhou Luo had no idea which section he was currently in.
As they walked, he even spotted a few familiar faces-the other young men who had been deceived into entering the Lin Family the day before.
Green Wood Hall was the name of a sprawling courtyard complex.
When Zhou Luo arrived before this vast courtyard, he paused in slight shock.
Heavens!
This courtyard was enormous.
It was practically the size of a public park from his previous life.
“The Young Miss is waiting for you inside.”
The maid’s posture was outwardly respectful, yet her voice still carried a trace of coldness.
It seemed she did not intend to follow him inside.
Zhou Luo did not overthink it and walked straight into the courtyard.