My Wives Are Each More Bizarre Than the Last

The third year of Zhenge was a peaceful and prosperous time for the Great Qi Dynasty. The chaotic and intricate capital of Great Qi resembled a spider's web. As a refined and cunning schemer, Yu Qian chose to dance on the threads of the web, walking on the edge of a blade, leaping left and right. He always held onto one belief: to thrive in this cutthroat world, one must rely on brains, courage, and... some unconventional moves. On the fourth day of the sixth month, Yu Qian entered the Dali Temple. Clad in a falcon-patterned robe, wearing a black gauze hat, and carrying a simple sword at his waist. With a little cheat up his sleeve, Yu Qian felt his future was promising. Until he disc...