My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

After Luan Xiaoyao finished her provocative words, she disappeared from the spot, leaving with a satisfied heart.

The silhouette of the old woman in the teahouse, Ms Gui, also quietly vanished as she followed her.

The onlookers were sweating cold at this moment, especially those who had mocked the young girl in the teahouse earlier.

"Damn, kicked the iron plate!"

"I didn't expect this little girl to be so strong. Could she be an old monster who has returned to youth?"

"Hush! Be careful; if she hasn't gone far, she might come back and skin you!"

"She probably won't... Look, she didn't kill anyone on the stage. This girl seems to have a strong aura, but she doesn't look like a villain."

"Not a villain, so what? Anyway, she's not one of us from the Jing Nation... sigh! Do you think this girl can really defeat the guardian god of the Jing Nation?"

"Impossible!"

"..."

The opinions were diverse. Mu Yuyan, watching those who kept speculating around her, revealed a touch of disdain in her beautiful eyes.

"Short-sighted!"

"A girl like her may deal with ordinary cultivators, but if she were to face Master Gu, she would surely only have to beg for mercy!"

Mu Yuyan snorted coldly in her heart. She couldn't help but gaze at Gu Lan again. Gu Lan's complexion remained calm, his state of mind tranquil as an ancient well.

He lightly sipped his tea from the porcelain cup, emanating an air of a peerless expert who was unaffected by the mundane.

A mist lingered, making his handsome profile appear even more otherworldly.

Mu Yuyan observed, blinking her phoenix eyes.

"What are you looking at?"

Gu Lan turned his gaze and smiled at her. He swirled the tea in the porcelain cup and asked, "Is this tea Old Yang's selection?"

"Yes..."

Mu Yuyan nodded, but it was evident that her response lacked sincerity.

"Madam, you should have a cup as well. The weather is getting cooler, and hot tea is good for the body." Gu Lan held the teapot and was about to fill a cup for her.

"Master, I want to drink... imported tea."

A blush appeared on Mu Yuyan's cheeks, her head slightly lowered as she spoke with a smiling tone.

"This..."

Gu Lan was stunned! He didn't expect Madam to learn so quickly. He had just taught her personally a few days ago, and she had already mastered it so proficiently?

Gu Lan glanced around the teahouse, and seeing that not many eyes were looking towards their corner, he stood up and walked over to Mu Yuyan.

Taking a sip of the warm tea, he gently passed it to her cherry-like lips.

At this moment!

A melodious and ethereal zither melody echoed through the heavens and earth, emanating from the nearby Dulcet Pavilion.

The ancient zither played a poignant tune, the melody of "Feng Qiu Huang" tugging at the heartstrings!

In the teahouse, as the guests heard the music, expressions of astonishment gradually appeared on their faces, and they began to whisper in low voices.

"This technique, this music, could it be Miss Fei'er?"

"It doesn't sound like an old piece. It's charming. It should be a new composition from Miss Xiao Xian."

"Hush! Just listen..."

Dulcet Pavilion, Gu's Teahouse, and even the Spring Moon Tower on the opposite side of Changting River—all within a few miles—could hear this heavenly music! Find more chapters on empire

"O phoenix, o phoenix, return to your homeland, roaming the four seas in search of your mate..."

"The phoenix soars and flies, seeking its mate in every corner. Alas, my fair one, is not by the eastern wall. With a zither in place of words, I express my heartfelt emotions. When will I see you again, to comfort my wandering soul..."

Xiao Fei'er, dressed in white, ethereally appeared on the tower of Dulcet Pavilion, playing the zither with her jade-like hands. The exquisite music enchanted the listeners.

In the teahouse, Gu Lan gently moved away from Mu Yuyan's plump lips.

At this moment, Mu Yuyan opened her small mouth and bit down!

Gu Lan: "!!?"

"How did 'Feng Qiu Huang' end up in the hands of Dulcet Pavilion's courtesan?"

Mu Yuyan glared with phoenix eyes, pretending to be jealous.

"This... Madam, let me explain!"

Gu Lan scratched his head, embarrassed, and said with a smile, "It was just to supplement our household expenses. I exchanged a Music Score for an antique celadon vase from Old Yang. Who knew that Old Yang later gave it to Xiao Fei'er!"

Mu Yuyan looked at him with a slightly red face.

With a snort, Gu Lan pulled over a chair, didn't sit back, and just leaned against her, coaxing her.

Mu Yuyan conveniently fell into his arms and chuckled secretly.

Meanwhile!

Outside the back door of Dulcet Pavilion, two figures shivered in the occasional cold wind.

"This music sound clearly means Miss Fei'er knows I'm here. You guys quickly get out of my way. Young Master wants to go and deliver a sign to Miss Fei'er!"

Blocked by the Dulcet Pavilion's gatekeeper, Wu Yuan was furious and helpless.

"Young Master Wu, Miss Fei'er said she won't see you. Don't assume things on your own!"

"Hey, you bastard, who do you think is assuming things on his own?"

Bang!

The gatekeeper didn't want to argue with him and directly closed the iron gate, out of sight, out of mind.

The veins on Wu Yuan's neck stood out!

This afternoon, he had been running around various side doors, trying to sneak into Dulcet Pavilion to find Xiao Fei'er.

Unfortunately.

All the entrances were guarded tightly, making him run around for nothing the entire afternoon.

He didn't even have the chance to witness the exciting fights at the Baihua Arena!

"Young Master, if it's not working, let's leave. It's getting dark!"

A servant who followed him said.

"No, I finally came out once, and there isn't even a place to vent!"

Wu Yuan complained angrily and shouted, "What, do you want me to go back and find the fourth concubine of that old thing?"

The servant was startled, "No, no! Young Master, let's keep looking. Maybe we can find another way in!"

Accompanying this fool outside, at least there might be a chance to find a brothel.

But if they went back like this.

Wu Yuan might really do something to the little concubines under Wu Fan!

On the sparsely populated street.

The two strolled slowly.

Suddenly.

Two figures entered their field of vision.

At the end of the long street, a lively young girl, holding a strange red umbrella, was followed by an old woman who seemed hunched and had difficulty moving!

When Wu Fan saw the lively appearance of the young girl, his eyes lit up immediately. He then quietly instructed his servant:

"Hey! This little girl is not bad. Later, you help me knock out the old lady. I'll drag this young girl to a secluded corner and have some fun!"

"This..."

"After I'm done playing, it'll be your turn!"

"Alright!"

A rotten beam will lead to a crooked column. The servant, following Wu Yuan, was naturally influenced by him.

"Hide first, and wait for them to come over."

Wu Yuan licked his lips, leading the servant to move behind a nearby stone pillar.

On the other side, Luan Xiaoyao and the old woman strolled through the evening streets of the capital. Due to the desire to relax, they didn't go to the bustling market but chose this relatively quiet place.

"Princess, is what we did today a bit too high-profile?"

The old woman was still a bit worried.

She had personally investigated the remnants of the black gunpowder workshop, and the traces there were enough to prove that the Tianji Pavilion Consecrator was an extremely powerful individual!

She was afraid that Luan Xiaoyao might not win.

"Not high-profile... How can we get by without being high-profile?" Luan Xiaoyao smiled, revealing two rows of porcelain-white teeth.

"This time, we're here to make our mark on the Expert Rankings. If there's no fight along the way, wouldn't it be too boring?"

When she first arrived here, she wrote a letter to the female Emperor, hoping to have a sparring match. However, the next day, Sima Qin politely declined!

Although it was phrased decently, it implied that the female Emperor didn't have time to play with this little child!

Luan Xiaoyao was very displeased!

Who's the child here?

After dealing with that stinky Consecrator from the Tianji Pavilion, she would go to the palace and ask the female Emperor for a sword fight!