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Chapter 132 - 89: Lao Lu, do you want a wife?_2
Chapter 132 - 89: Lao Lu, do you want a wife?_2
Chapter 132: Chapter 89: Lao Lu, do you want a wife?_2
After all, with these maids pregnant, a stroll around the street is beneficial for their physical and mental health.
And during this past month, both Lu Miaoyun and Qu Zhenzhen had conceived their second and third child, respectively.
These events were also under Lu Changsheng’s control.
Now, with half a year since the two ladies had their babies, their bodies had fully recuperated.
The only downside was that this baby-making had left both women with virtually no progress in their cultivation.
For this matter, Lu Changsheng could only compensate them doubly later on.
One day.
Lu Changsheng took his wives, concubines, and maids out shopping.
“Husband, I want to eat this.”
“Husband, I think this dress suits little Yun’er very well.”
“Zhenzhen sis, does this dress make me look pretty?”
The wives and concubines chatted away cheerfully.
Time is the cure for everything.
Now, the numbness and lifelessness in Shao Yuyao’s eyes had completely disappeared, and she had become much more cheerful.
Xiao Yueru had improved a lot over these past few months as well.
Looking at her slightly bulging stomach, occasionally stroking it, a motherly smile appeared on her face.
“Alright, alright, let’s buy it.”
Lu Changsheng responded readily to every request his wives and maids made.
As long as he didn’t spend lavishly on Magic Artifacts or precious items, or on buying maids, he could save quite a bit of Spirit Stones each month.
Xiao Yueru, standing aside, looked at Lu Changsheng, whose face was full of gentle smiles, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with an unfathomable light.
In this world, the status of maids and concubines is very low.
For maids like them who had ended up in the White Jade Tower, most of their fates were to be treated as tools for reproduction or outlets for lust.
But Lu Changsheng treated them not as equals to his wives, but still exceptionally well.
Even better than back in her own family.
They didn’t need to toil for a living, had Spirit Rice and Spirit Food for every meal, along with sweet Spirit Delicacies.
They were also cared for and attended to regularly.
Even if it was just a simple gesture of concern, it deeply touched their hearts.
After shopping, Lu Changsheng and the ladies returned home.
As they entered the door, they happened to meet Yu Maocheng, who was also returning home.
He was accompanied by his wife, Yu Ningrong, and a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old, cute and lovely.
Yu Maocheng saw Lu Changsheng, flanked closely by Lu Miaoyun and Qu Zhenzhen, holding his arm affectionately.
And followed by four maids, he really didn’t know what to say.
He couldn’t understand how someone could live a life like Lu Changsheng’s.
Everyone was the son-in-law of a Cultivation family.
Why was the difference so vast?
Lu Changsheng was a Talisman Master, but he himself was also a Spirit Cooking Chef.
Yu Maocheng was truly envious!
But he still greeted Lu Changsheng with a smile and a nod.
“Husband, what do you think about marrying Qianqian off to Lu Changsheng?”
Just as he entered the house, Yu Maocheng heard a voice.
It was his wife Yu Ningrong speaking.
“My lady, you want to betroth Qianqian to Lu Changsheng?”
Yu Maocheng was slightly stunned and replied telepathically.
Yun Qianqian was the daughter of his wife’s good friend.
Recently, after her parents suffered an accident and left only her behind, she was left in the care of his wife.
They had just brought Yun Qianqian to the Nine Dragons Marketplace today, preparing to arrange for her to help out in the shop.
He hadn’t expected his wife to think of betrothing Yun Qianqian to Lu Changsheng at this moment.
Thinking about Lu Changsheng being surrounded by so many wives and maids, and now his wife wanting to marry Yun Qianqian to him, it almost made him grit his teeth to dust.
“Damn it, you’re really something!”
Yu Maocheng thought enviously.
“That’s right, Qianqian is soft-hearted and not very independent. Working as a helper in our shop is not a long-term solution. Sooner or later, she has to marry into a good family.”
“Although Lu Changsheng has many wives and concubines, through my contacts and chats with them, I feel that he treats his wives rather well. Even as a concubine, it would be a good family to marry into.”
Yu Ningrong said so.
“It could work. I’ve known Lu Changsheng for a while now, and aside from being overly fond of women and having children, he is a decent person in other aspects.”
“Not only is he a Middle-Grade Talisman Master, but his appearance, temperament, and personality are all first-class. If we arrange for Qianqian to marry him, it would be a good match.”
“And since we are here and familiar with each other, I reckon Lu Changsheng wouldn’t treat Qianqian unfairly.”
After pondering for a moment, Yu Maocheng spoke.
He might envy Lu Changsheng, but after interacting for so long, he felt that Lu Changsheng was a pretty good and reliable person.
Upon hearing this, Yu Ningrong nodded slightly.
She then looked at the young girl beside her and said, “Qianqian, what do you think of that Talisman Master Lu just now?”
“Talisman Master Lu, the one across the door?”
“He seems suave and gifted, just a bit of a philanderer.”
Yun Qianqian uttered, pursing her lips.
“Indeed, Talisman Master Lu is quite the romantic.”
“Aside from these wives and maids, he has several more wives and about a dozen maids at home.”
Yu Ningrong straightforwardly said.
“But I’ve met him a few times and spoken with his wives. I know that although Talisman Master Lu is flirtatious, he treats his wives quite well.”
“Your mother entrusted you to my care, and ultimately you have to marry into a good family. If you’re willing, Aunt Rong can arrange a marriage for you and betroth you to Talisman Master Lu.”
Yu Ningrong continued to speak.
Upon hearing this, Yun Qianqian was slightly taken aback.
Thinking of Lu Changsheng’s handsome and elegant appearance and that he was a Talisman Master, her eyes lowered, and a blush crept onto her cheeks.
She whispered, “As Aunt Rong decides…”