The woman in red blinked when she heard Chu Feng’s words, then let out a light, tinkling laugh.
“Little brother, I’ve seen many ways of striking up a conversation, but calling me ‘wife’ right off the bat….this is the first time I’ve encountered that.”
Her crimson lips curved upward in a teasing smile.
Chu Feng broke into a cold sweat. The woman before him looked almost identical to the wife who appeared in his dreams, as if they’d been carved from the same mold.
“This lady, I spoke out of turn just now. It was a slip of the tongue. Please don’t take it the wrong way…”
“Little brother, when people call something a ‘slip of the tongue’, it usually just means they blurted out their truest thoughts.”
The woman in red said while twirling a strand of her silky hair. A trace of cunning flashed through her eyes.
That’s right. The woman in red was Ji Yuhuang herself!
Her intention was clear: she didn’t want to approach her little husband as the Empress. If she kept that identity, the distance between them would be impossible to bridge. That was exactly what had gone wrong in their previous life.
So this time, Ji Yuhuang planned to conceal who she was. In her little husband’s words from her past life, she was going to “log in a side account”.
“N-No, you’ve misunderstood, miss.”
Chu Feng stammered, realizing he’d probably left a bad impression, maybe even made her think he was some shameless flirt.
“I just wanted to ask for directions.”
“Directions?”
“Yes. Her Majesty is hosting a banquet tonight, and I came to attend it.”
After speaking, Chu Feng even took out his Heaven’s Pinnacle Sect disciple token to prove his identity.
Ji Yuhuang accepted the token, examined it carefully from top to bottom, then handed it back to him.
“So it was elder sister who misunderstood little brother.”
“No problem. As long as the misunderstanding’s cleared up.”
Chu Feng put the token back into his storage pouch.
Ji Yuhuang smiled faintly and said,
“As it happens, little brother, I’m also heading to the banquet. Why don’t we go together?”
“Really? That would be great. Thank you so much, miss!”
Chu Feng quickly followed behind the woman in red, though the longer he looked at her, the more she resembled the wife from his dream.
Especially that… perfectly curved figure.
That part had left quite an impression on him. In that dream, it had been downright tormenting.
Naturally, Ji Yuhuang who was walking ahead sensed Chu Feng’s gaze on her. Her heart trembled slightly. It seemed that to her little husband, she was still plenty tempting.
As they walked, with nothing else to do, Chu Feng struck up a conversation.
“So, little brother, you’re the champion among the first-rank cultivators?”
Seeing the surprise parting the red lips of the woman in red, Chu Feng scratched his head shyly.
“It was just a lucky win. In terms of real strength, I’m not the one who deserved the title.”
According to how the story should’ve gone, the champion was supposed to be Lin Ruo.
“Strength isn’t everything. Little brother, have you ever heard the saying, ‘Seventy percent luck, thirty percent strength’? Sometimes, luck is even more important!”
Ji Yuhuang encouraged him. She didn’t want her little husband looking down on himself. Chu Feng was her man, after all!
In the future, her little husband would become a super cultivator at the ninth rank, even stronger than her.
Chu Feng hadn’t expected the woman in red to encourage him like this. They had just met, after all. But this only proved she was a kind-hearted beauty.
So cool~
Chu Feng had no resistance when it came to big sisters like her.
As they chatted, the two walked together until they arrived at a brightly lit grand hall.
“Alright, little brother, we’ve arrived.”
Ji Yuhuang came to a stop.
Chu Feng looked at the woman in red and asked, “Big sister, aren’t you going in?”
Ji Yuhuang gently shook her delicate head and said,
“You go in first, little brother. Big sister still has some things to take care of.”
“I see. Thank you, big sister!”
“Mhm, go on now, little brother.”
Chu Feng gave a respectful bow, then made his way into the grand hall.
Ji Yuhuang watched his back as he walked away. Not long after, Eunuch Cao appeared beside her.
“Little Cao, is everything ready?”
Her tone suddenly turned ice-cold and completely devoid of the gentle warmth she had shown when speaking with Chu Feng earlier.
“It’s ready, Your Majesty,”
Eunuch Cao replied, taking out a bamboo scroll.
Ji Yuhuang glanced at its contents and nodded in satisfaction.
“Let’s go. It’s time for my grand entrance.”
***
Chu Feng stepped into the grand hall. There were indeed quite a few people inside, but after a quick scan, he didn’t spot Senior Sister Yuyan.
Although she was nowhere to be seen, Chu Feng did notice someone he had just met earlier today.
“Haha! Little friend Chu Feng! Welcome, welcome!”
Zhao Shoucheng immediately spotted Chu Feng and rushed over to greet him.
“Greetings, senior.”
Chu Feng had no idea why Zhao Shoucheng was acting so close to him. It wasn’t like Chu Feng was his long-lost son or anything.
“Ah, little friend Chu Feng, no need to be so formal!”
Zhao Shoucheng waved his hand. In fact, who knows…one day this Prime Minister might be the one bowing to Chu Feng.
The next moment, a soft yet commanding voice called out:
“His Majesty has arrived!”
Immediately, the surrounding ministers dropped to their knees and shouted in unison:
“Greetings, Your Majesty!”
The sheer force of the moment left Chu Feng confused. Was he supposed to kneel too?
He tried to glance around to see whether any of the disciples from the Heaven’s Pinnacle Sect were kneeling…but to his shock:
What the heck? There were no disciples from the Heaven’s Pinnacle Sect here at all!
While Chu Feng was still trying to make sense of it all, Ji Yuhuang had already arrived.
“Who is that standing down there?”
A cold and commanding voice rang out, striking fear into the hearts of all who heard it.
So this is the Empress of the Great Yan…
Chu Feng swallowed hard. What a terrifying presence.
At this moment, what was the proper way to respond?
Following what he had seen in historical dramas, Chu Feng said, “This humble commoner, Chu Feng, greets Your Majesty!”
“Chu Feng? I remember you, the champion among the first-rank cultivators.”
The cold and emotionless voice echoed through the hall, instantly snuffing out the lively atmosphere from moments before.
“Yes, that is indeed this humble one.”
“Perfect. I have decided to bestow upon you another cultivation technique.”
As Ji Yuhuang finished speaking, Eunuch Cao immediately stepped forward, holding a tray before Chu Feng.
Chu Feng picked up the bamboo scroll on the tray. A cultivation technique… what exactly is that?
“Would you be so kind as to read it aloud for Us?”
“What?!”
Chu Feng was utterly shocked. Read it aloud?
You’ve got to be kidding. He couldn’t even recognize the characters!
Just as Chu Feng was racking his brain for a way to refuse, a faint red light began to glow from his left ring finger.
Then, as if his body were no longer his own, he opened the bamboo scroll.
Chu Feng: !!!
This feeling….it was exactly the same as in his dream!
His body, once again beyond his control, began to speak:
“With a vow to grow old together, I inscribe this upon the celestial scroll. May this pact of crimson leaves be recorded in the scroll of love. Though life and death may part us, I pledge myself to you. Hand in hand, we shall grow old together.”
As Chu Feng finished reciting, the jaws of the gathered ministers nearly hit the floor in shock.
Good heavens….did he just propose to Her Majesty?! Who is this fearless man?!
Whispers flew: “Whose subordinate is he?!”
Chu Feng’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Wait a minute. Something’s not right. No, something’s seriously not right.
Is this really the content of the cultivation technique?!
And then, after a long silence, something even more explosive happened.
That cold yet melodious voice rang out once more.
“We accept.”
The Ministers: “!!!”
Chu Feng: “!!!”
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