My Wife is A Sword God

Chapter 777: Naturally, I'll Kill the Dog Emperor

Moonlight cascaded like water, and the gentle words seemed to caress Qin Feng’s heart like silk.

He was just afraid of his wife, and he was not a straight guy. Anya had already made her intentions clear, so how could he not understand her feelings?

The horses in the stable stamped their hooves, and pedestrians bustled along the streets outside the old tavern, creating a constant din.

But at this moment, Qin Feng and Anya seemed to only hear each other’s breaths and heartbeats.

He gazed quietly at her, and a hint of blush bloomed on her jade-like face.

With the woman taking the initiative like this, it would be too timid of him not to make any move. Although the imperial decree hadn’t been issued yet, and Qin Feng hadn’t informed his two wives, he couldn’t care about that anymore. Slowly, he raised his right hand and moved closer to her.

Anya’s hands under her white sleeves clenched tightly. She was nervous yet expectant, even worried that Qin Feng would hear her heart pounding incessantly.

She was ready, leaning slightly forward.

But just then, a familiar voice sounded from the door of the old tavern.

Qin Feng’s body stiffened, hastily retracting his right hand. He turned to look and saw that the person greeting him was Zhan Qingfeng from the Demon Slaying Department.

At this moment, the other party was holding a wine bottle in his hand, with a hint of drunkenness on his face. It was obvious that he had just finished drinking.

Anya also glanced over, and after recognizing the person’s face, a dangerous gleam appeared in her eyes.

She naturally recognized this guy, and the impression was deep. When she and Qin Feng went out on missions together, this guy, who lacked any sense, had repeatedly ruined her plans.

And tonight, at such a critical moment, he had inappropriately appeared again!

With both new and old grievances combined, Anya wished she could tear him apart!

Quickly, she silently urged him to leave, squinting her eyes and warning him with her gaze to be sensible.

However, Zhan Qingfeng, who was somewhat tipsy, seemed to have lost his judgment of the dangerous situation. He paid no attention to these warnings and approached with the wine jug in hand.

Approaching a bit closer and aided by the lanterns hanging in the stable, he finally saw the person next to Brother Qin clearly.

A graceful long dress, a breathtakingly beautiful face, but with a somewhat cold expression.

At this time, the sky was dark, and a man and a woman were standing outside the tavern.

Zhan Qingfeng instantly understood what was going on, grinning slyly as he pointed at Qin Feng. “Brother Qin, you’re not being honest. You have two beautiful wives at home, yet you dare to come out for a tryst. But why do I feel like I’ve seen this girl before?”

Zhan Qingfeng glanced a few times, indeed feeling a sense of familiarity, but in his memory, no woman matched her.

“This shouldn’t be the case. Why can’t I remember who such a fairy-like beauty is? ” He shook his head, thinking he must have had too much to drink, causing his thoughts to become disordered.

Flirting with the current princess, you’re practically asking for death. Qin Feng hurriedly stepped forward and said, “Brother Qingfeng, you’ve had too much to drink. Go back and rest.”

Zhan Qingfeng waved his hand dismissively. “Just two catties, not much at all. Even if you give me three more catties of strong liquor, I can still drink it like water!”

Anya spoke coldly, “If I remember correctly, at this hour, you should be on duty at the gates of the Imperial City. Leaving your post during duty and causing trouble while drinking, according to the laws of the Great Qian Demon Slaying Department, could lead to death!”

“Hmph.” Zhan Qingfeng sneered, “Guard duty starts at the Dog hour, and it’s only the Rooster hour now. There’s still three-quarters of an hour left. With my pace, I can make it to the gates and still have at least a quarter of an hour to spare. How can that be considered leaving my post? And wait, who are you, and how do you know I’m responsible for guarding the gates at night?”

“Because it was I who assigned you to guard the gates at night,” Anya said, taking a deep breath, suppressing the anger in her heart. In front of the person she cared for, she couldn’t afford to lose her composure.

Thanks to Zhan Qingfeng’s interruption, the previous atmosphere had completely dissipated. She could only suppress her feelings and choose to return home.

“Prepare the horses,” she said softly.

A figure appeared out of nowhere, a lean middle-aged man, none other than Mo Lintian, who had served as Anya’s guard when she managed the Gathering Treasure Pavilion.

Zhan Qingfeng was shocked by his sudden appearance, and was frightened. This man was a stable hand? What joke was this? Since when did a stable hand reach the Fifth Stage peak realm?!

Mo Lintian nodded respectfully to Qin Feng, then looked at Zhan Qingfeng with a strange expression. He had never seen someone so unafraid of death before.

Without paying much attention, he shook his head and pulled out the carriage from the stable. After Anya boarded the carriage, he mounted his horse and rode away.

Seeing the horse clearly, Zhan Qingfeng was dumbfounded. Trembling, he said, “A Snow Dragon Horse?”

Working in the Imperial City and being responsible for guarding the gates, he had developed the ability to identify horses and their owners.

Such a divine steed could only be owned by the wealthy and noble!

Coupled with a Fifth Stage peak martial artist serving as a stable hand, the noble status of the girl in white was evident!

Perhaps due to experiencing too much shock in a short period, Zhan Qingfeng sobered up a bit and finally remembered why the girl seemed familiar.

“I remember now! She, she looks exactly like that Lord Ya’an from before!”

“Brother Qin, could she be Lord Ya’an’s sibling?”

“Oh no, oh no, I spoke without thinking earlier. Will she hold me accountable later?” Zhan Qingfeng’s face turned pale with fear.

“Don’t worry, she’s not his sibling,” Qin Feng reassured him, shaking his head.

“Really? Brother Qin, you must not be lying to me!” Zhan Qingfeng exclaimed excitedly.

“She is Lord Ya’an, and Lord Ya’an is her.”

A woman disguised as a man? !

Zhan Qingfeng’s eyes widened as he instantly understood.

He recalled scenes from their past missions. So, Lord Ya’an wasn’t a man with exceptional charisma; she was originally a woman, and she admired Brother Qin!

And because of his lack of tact, he had repeatedly sabotaged her interactions with Brother Qin!

‘No wonder after I returned to the Imperial City, not only did I not get promoted, but I was also demoted and assigned to the most arduous and tiring night duty,’ Zhan Qingfeng realized suddenly.

“No, I have to find a way to remedy this for my future career. Brother Qin, which family does she belong to? I’ll visit her another day, express my apologies, and hope she, the esteemed lady, will overlook my mistakes and spare me. I just don’t know if my meager offerings will be enough to compensate for my offenses.”

As the words fell, there was still no response.

Zhan Qingfeng looked up to see Qin Feng looking at him with pity.

Qin Feng patted Zhan Qingfeng’s shoulder and sighed, “At least you’re alone and have no worries. Be more careful in your next life and watch your mouth.”

Zhan Qingfeng’s face went pale with fear, his voice trembling as he said, “Brother Qin, don’t scare me. Who is she exactly?”

“The current princess—Anya.”

Crash!

The wine jug fell, spilling its contents on the floor.

Zhan Qingfeng collapsed, at a loss for what to do. After Qin Feng left, he began to sob uncontrollably.

When people around him asked him, he didn’t respond, just kept repeating “I’m doomed.”

The duty time had passed, and Zhan Qingfeng, exhausted from crying, did not go to the city gates to change shifts. Instead, he stumbled over to the Fragrant Pavilion, withdrew all his savings, and called for a courtesan.

Those were originally his savings for his future wife, but since life was as fleeting as a candle, he couldn’t take his wealth with him. He might as well indulge himself before his impending demise.

It must be said that the courtesans of the Fragrant Pavilion were indeed different from ordinary women, briefly allowing him to forget his sorrow.

In the days that followed, Zhan Qingfeng did not receive news of his execution but instead received a summons from Lord Deng, along with a severe reprimand. The reason was naturally because he had left his post without authorization and had gone to sleep with a courtesan while on duty.

Being fined and losing his salary were inevitable, but being flogged a hundred times left him with skin split open.

But compared to death, these punishments were trivial.

As a result, his colleagues, who were both punishing him and watching the spectacle, saw a rather bizarre scene: Zhan Qingfeng was crying tears of joy while being flogged.

Of course, the words Qin Feng had said were just to scare Zhan Qingfeng. After all, the latter had ruined his plans. But he hadn’t expected his words to lead to this outcome.

Of course, these were all stories for later.

Back in the palace, Anya recalled the conversation outside the tavern. At the time, it had been a spur-of-the-moment thing, and she hadn’t thought much of it. But now, remembering it made her blush and her heart race.

“Why did I say something like that?”

But after the embarrassment faded, she thought of Qin Feng’s gesture and the affection in his eyes, and that embarrassment turned into pure joy.

“He says he treats me like a good friend, but clearly, he also has me in his heart.”

The candles in the palace were bright, and the night breeze gently stirred the curtains, just like her mood at the moment, a bit floaty.

Anya laid on the soft bed, swinging her feet gently.

The palace maids nearby were all shocked. They had served Princess Anya for many years, and in their eyes, she was always dignified and elegant like the Empress. When has she ever shown such a girly side?

“Your Highness, what’s wrong?”

“Don’t ask too much, don’t look too much, just focus on your own duties.”

Just then, the voice of the palace guards outside the palace sounded—it was the arrival of the Empress.

Upon hearing the announcement, Anya quickly got up from the bed, tidied herself, and within moments, she regained her usual appearance.

As the Empress entered the hall, she glanced at the palace maids and waved her hand and said, “You may all withdraw.”

“Mother, it’s already late. What made you come at this hour?” Anya asked curiously.

“Did something happy happen?” the dignified Empress asked softly.

Anya’s eyes flickered, a little evasive. “It’s just like any other day, nothing special happened. Why do you ask, Mother?”

“I saw joy in your expression, and it piqued my curiosity,” the Empress replied.

Is it really that obvious?!

Anya turned her head away, feigning composure. “It might be because my cultivation has improved, so my mood has improved a bit.”

“I see,” the Empress didn’t press further, but instead explained the purpose of her visit.

Upon hearing it, Anya suddenly stood up, her expression shocked. “Father wants to issue a marriage decree?”

“Yes,” the Empress nodded slightly, also a bit puzzled. “In the past, His Majesty didn’t care about such matters, but today he actively sought me out, indicating the importance of this matter.”

“Mother, did you agree?” Anya asked anxiously.

“Since it’s His Majesty’s decree, I can’t say much,” the Empress replied calmly.

“Mother, how could you? You clearly know who I admire!” Anya’s voice suddenly increased, even the palace maids and guards outside the palace could hear.

The young palace maids were curious and wanted to peek to see why Princess Anya suddenly lost her composure. Fortunately, the older palace maids stopped them in time, avoiding a major mistake.

The Empress frowned. “Such behavior is unbecoming. I haven’t even said who the marriage decree is for.”

“Regardless of who it is, I—” Anya stopped abruptly.

Anya seemed to guess something, her heart pounding. She dared not mention the person’s name directly but cautiously asked, “Who is it?”

“The Qin Family, Qin Feng.”

As the familiar name was spoken, Anya staggered, but the Empress, with quick eyes and quick hands, supported her in time.

The Empress was about to reprimand her, but seeing Anya’s tears of joy, she sighed helplessly.

“I’m so happy…”

On the other side, Qin Feng returned to the Qin Mansion. After dinner, he was thinking about today’s events and felt that his head was as big as two.

Being indebted to a beauty and having the Emperor arrange a marriage were both settled matters, but he still had to inform his two wives first. Otherwise, it would only create a rift and affect their marital life.

“Jianli has already experienced something like this once, so I can’t tell her first. For safety’s sake, it’s best to inform Feilan first, explain the situation logically, and appeal to her emotions. If I can successfully persuade her, she might even help me convince Jianli.”

After figuring this out, Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and headed towards Feilan’s room.

Outside the door, the familiar scent of medicine greeted him. Cang Feilan stood quietly there, waiting for the medicine to be ready. She also did not forget to cultivate, closing her eyes and nourishing her vitality.

Seeing the medicinal herbs, Qin Feng’s body unexpectedly reacted with stress, his waist faintly aching. He understood that tonight might be another prolonged battle.

Cang Feilan heard the movement and opened her eyes. “Husband, why are you here? I was just about to come find you later.”

As she spoke, her ears turned slightly red.

Qin Feng took a deep breath, calming himself before speaking. “Well, Wife, I’ve encountered something these past few days and I’m not sure how to handle it, so I wanted to come and ask for your opinion.”

“What’s the matter?”

“Um, well, it’s like this…” Qin Feng began, then, using a third-person perspective, he vividly recounted the story of a lovesick man who wished to grow old with his wife but was forced to marry a princess by imperial decree.

The man’s emotional turmoil was palpable, filled with conflict and hesitation!

“I can’t believe such a thing could happen,” Cang Feilan frowned.

“Yes, indeed. But with the Emperor’s decree, my friend has no choice but to marry. However, he’s worried about creating a rift with his wife, so he wanted me to ask you: ‘If you were in this situation, how would you handle it?’”

Qin Feng carefully observed Feilan’s reaction, only to hear her reply coldly, “If it were me, I would naturally go and kill that dog Emperor.”

Qin Feng: “???”