My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

Dongzhi Street.

After dismantling part of the teleportation array, Gu Lan returned to the mansion.

"Young Master, you're back? What happened with Madam yesterday?"

Old Yang was the first to greet him, his tone thick with astonishment and perplexity.

Gu Lan understood his implication. After all, Old Yang had witnessed Mu Yuyan flying away yesterday, leaving him bewildered.

In Old Yang's eyes, his own Madam shouldn't be capable of cultivation.

"Ahem..." Gu Lan cleared his throat, "Young Master, I accompany Yuyan in her nightly cultivation, so it's quite normal for her to fly."

Old Yang, who highly valued status, suddenly learned that Madam was Mu Yuyan and feared the Young Master might be overwhelmed...

Old Yang's expression shifted, "I never imagined that the Young Master and Madam would be so diligent. Despite being so powerful already, they still toil day and night in cultivation."

"By the way, where is Madam now? Both you and Madam didn't return yesterday, which caused us some concern."

Gu Lan replied, "Yesterday, Madam and I went on a honeymoon together, so she won't be back for some time. I came back to tidy up some things."

Of course, it couldn't accommodate Old Yang unless he cleansed himself...

He could only be rewarded gradually in the future and live his remaining years peacefully.

"Then let Tan'er help the Young Master tidy up Madam's belongings."

Old Yang went to find Lin Tan'er, and Gu Lan didn't refuse. What use was there in not calling on the maidservant at this time?

Far from the Jing Nation, in the fairyland of the immortal realm, there was a spiritual mountain with a dense aura.

Numerous pavilions and buildings nestled against the mountains and waters.

Among them was a majestic building, its hall vast.

Inside the hall were several figures exuding an aura of elegance and charm, with smiles or frowns, but all possessing extraordinary beauty.

"Our Blissful Immortal Palace, established as a sub-hall of the Blissful Immortal Palace in the Earthly Realm, has been destroyed by someone."

"Let's discuss how to handle this matter together."

The leader was a graceful man who appeared to be only in his thirties, but cultivators often lived for thousands of years, their appearances frozen in youth.

Of course, not all cultivators disregarded appearance.

Some preferred a youthful countenance, believing that a good appearance would enhance their chances of success in acquiring partners during cultivation.

In the Blissful Immortal Palace, appearance mattered more than cultivation.

For them, cultivation was a process of harvesting opposite-sex cultivators, and a good appearance made their efforts more fruitful.

Those who could sit in the main hall were all high-ranking figures of the Blissful Immortal Palace, each of them dignified in appearance.

The one speaking was the master of the Blissful Immortal Palace.

Upon hearing the master's words, the others frowned slightly.

"Though we cultivators of the Blissful Immortal Palace are often misunderstood, and our path of joy is not understood by many, we do have enemies in various realms. But this time, the situation is too dire."

"This is the first time our sub-hall of the Blissful Immortal Palace has been completely destroyed, with none of our disciples spared!"

The others were also filled with indignation.

The Blissful Immortal Palace was a top-notch sect in the immortal realm, and it had never encountered such disgrace.

Even in other realms, which power did not give the Blissful Immortal Palace a face?

But this time, in a lower realm among the six realms, the entire branch was wiped out!

The woman at the end of the group had a dark complexion, her stunning face shrouded in shadow, intimidating to behold.

"This is the shame of our Blissful Immortal Palace. We must send people to the Earthly Realm to teach them a bloody lesson!"

"At the same time, we need to establish new sub-halls. After all, it is a source of cultivation in a realm, and we cannot let this slide so easily."

The others nodded. They understood that what the beautiful woman said was not without reason.

Regardless of whether revenge was sought, a new sub-hall must be established.

The destruction of the sub-hall was like poking a hole in their treasure trove.

The vital energy could not ascend to the main hall, causing them great discomfort.

"However, do you all believe that the gate to the Earthly Realm can be opened casually?"

"If even the gate to the realm cannot be opened, aren't these just empty words?" Someone raised a different opinion.

The others frowned even more upon hearing this.

The opening of the realm gate was not a trivial matter and required vast resources.

Especially the most important material for opening it, the Divine Stone.

Given the rarity of Divine Stones, even with the accumulation of the Blissful Immortal Palace over thousands of years, there were only a few.

If one were wasted on opening the gate to the Earthly Realm...

The master of the Blissful Immortal Palace furrowed his brows, feeling a pang of heartache.

No, it was just a lower realm, not worth wasting such a divine object.

Not only did the master of the Blissful Immortal Palace find it inappropriate, but the others present also did not mention it.

Except for the beautiful woman, who glared fiercely, "What? Can we tolerate the humiliation of our sect being destroyed?"

"Do you only practice cultivation in ordinary times and forget our sect's status?!" Many people looked ashamed at her questioning.

But still, no one spoke up. After all, that was a Divine Stone, not an ordinary material. Speaking up would cost money.

After a long time, one of the elders proposed, "In another year, it will be time to descend to the upper four realms to bring down talented cultivators. Why don't we take advantage of this opportunity to descend to the lower realm?"

"After arriving in the Earthly Realm, we can decide how to seek revenge. Isn't that up to us?"

The eyes of the other cultivators lit up.

"This method is good. Not only can we seek revenge, but we can also take the opportunity to promote the power of our Blissful Immortal Palace and establish a new sub-hall in the Earthly Realm."

"Most importantly, this method costs nothing."

Money was just a metaphor, representing mundane silver coins or cultivation resources.

Even Divine Stones could be bought if the price was high enough.

Therefore, not spending Divine Stones meant not spending money, which was perfectly fine.

"However, this approach also has its drawbacks. After all, during the descent, the sect can only send one elder to the lower realm."

"One elder isn't enough? It's just a small lower realm; can't we turn it upside down?"

The others nodded.

Although the Earthly Realm was vast, even a saint-level cultivator found it difficult to emerge from a lower-level realm.

How could the Blissful Immortal Palace be so easily undermined?

Sending just one elder to wipe out an entire dynasty wasn't a problem.

"If that's the case, for the sake of safety, why not let the grand elder go in person?"

The master of the Blissful Immortal Palace smiled, attempting to suggest.

In theory, sending an elder to extradite disciples didn't require the personal involvement of a sect's grand elder.

However, the Blissful Immortal Palace clearly had other plans this time.

Sending a grand elder could ensure nothing went wrong.

The others looked towards the beautiful woman, who was none other than the grand elder of the Blissful Immortal Palace, Guan Yan.

If encountered outside, anyone would think of her as a delicate and vulnerable beauty, never imagining she was the renowned grand elder of the Blissful Immortal Palace.

Seeing everyone's gaze, Guan Yan's face showed a hint of pride, "If I go, I go. This elder has been closed off for a long time and can no longer bear it. I want to avenge the destruction of our sub-hall."

"You, Elder, can't endure the desire for revenge? I almost feel embarrassed to point it out..." The master of the Blissful Immortal Palace lifted his mouth, mocking with fiery eyes.

"..."

...

Gu Lan was completely unaware of the schemes of the Blissful Immortal Palace in the immortal realm.

Even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care much about it.

With the bond between him and his wife already deep-rooted, Gu Lan no longer felt intimidated.

He belonged to the stable faction, valuing those he protected.

At this moment, he leisurely sorted through a pile of scholarly items.

Despite having a vast System Space, he still found joy in arranging his belongings in the physical world.

After all, as a literati, he wanted to display his works for others to admire rather than keep them hidden in the System Space.

Gu Lan picked up several of his authored books, including Book of Songs and Three Hundred Poems.

"How I miss the days of studying, so simple and plain, unlike the tediousness of cultivation... From now on, perhaps you won't stay here anymore."

Lin Tan'er's eyes widened, "Young Master, can't we stay in the capital city a little longer? The Spring Exam is approaching. Why not wait a bit longer?"

Gu Lan shook his head with waning interest, "No, Madam is waiting for us elsewhere, and we can't let her feel too lonely." Explore new worlds at empire

"I see..." Lin Tan'er nodded in understanding, "Madam is the most important."

"I wonder where Madam is waiting for us now?" She asked curiously.

"In the Imperial City."

Lin Tan'er was momentarily stunned, then her lips twitched, her expression puzzled.

Gu Lan chuckled and, unable to resist teasing Lin Tan'er a bit, briefly explained the situation.

As a qualified maid, Lin Tan'er wouldn't say much after being teased by Gu Lan, so she simply nodded and continued quietly tidying up.

After sorting through several carts of books, Gu Lan realized he had written quite a lot during this time, not only novels but also various classics, poetry collections, and songs.

"Even without the system, I guess I could have been a famous poet..."

Of course, he wouldn't venture into the red-light district.

His writing aimed to please his loved ones, not to gain fame or wealth.

Meanwhile, in the depths of the palace, a man appeared where he shouldn't be.

This was the harem, and without permission, who dared to enter?

But this man dared. It was Luo Chen.

Through clandestine means, he met with the Imperial Consort.

Many knew that Luo Chen had a connection with the Imperial Consort, but few understood the nature of their relationship, except for Mu Yuyan, who casually revealed it.

Luo Chen knelt and recounted his recent experiences with a sense of urgency, "Aunt, now..."

As his words left his lips, the Imperial Consort's expression changed, immediately interrupting him, "I've told you before, call me Imperial Consort, not by those titles!"

"Yes!"

Luo Chen realized and complied, understanding the need to maintain discretion to avoid revealing their relationship.

But Luo Chen himself, unconcerned about titles most of the time, didn't pay much attention.

But the Imperial Consort, out of caution, restrained him.

"Imperial Consort, that white-faced scholar has gained the Queen's favor. What should we do?"

Luo Chen lacked courage and strategic acumen, his strength barely reaching the Queen rank.

But often, people lack self-awareness, and Luo Chen felt he was far more capable than the powerless scholar, Gu Lan, whom he considered to be inferior by many magnitudes.

Previously, he had used various connections to secure the position of leading the Forbidden Army.

Apart from the desire for power, men often had ambitions beyond their capabilities, hoping to rise above their station.

However, his anticipation was met with disappointment.

Just as he awaited Mu Yuyan's return to the palace, he was demoted, all because of a conflict with Gu Lan!

How could he endure such humiliation?

The Imperial Consort's expression also darkened.

Before Mu Yuyan returned, she ruled the harem alone, wielding vast power, extending even into the court.

But once Mu Yuyan returned, accompanied by Liu Yexi, her authority was clipped, as if her hand had been cut off, unable to wield power anymore.

Still, she wisely restrained her claws from showing.

"What can I do? Mu Yuyan values a person, and she can promote or demote as she pleases. Even a eunuch can be made a prince at will! Who in the court would object?"

"Besides, don't forget, she's not just Mu Yuyan, she's also a Sword Immortal!"

Luo Chen's expression faltered. He understood that in the Jing Nation, no one could defy Mu Yuyan's will.

Or maybe not!

His eyes lit up, "Actually, not everyone agrees! General Wu sent someone to contact me a few days ago, offering to lend me a hand."

"However, at that time, the white-faced scholar hadn't been made a prince yet, and I thought I could deal with him on my own, so I didn't agree immediately."

"But now, it seems like we really need General Wu's help."

The Imperial Consort furrowed her brows.

Maintaining discretion to prevent others from knowing the depth of their relationship, she was cautious.

On the other hand, Luo Chen, indifferent, mostly didn't pay much attention to titles.

But the Imperial Consort reminded him, "If General Wu is willing to help, ensure to cover your tracks and leave no traces. We can't afford to be associated with the Imperial Announcements Bureau's Feiyu attire."

"Humph!"

Luo Chen sneered, "The Imperial Announcements Bureau is nothing to fear. If it weren't for the mysterious Consecrator from the Tianji Pavilion, the Imperial Announcements Bureau would be no different from a useless organization. They were slow in solving several major cases because they lagged behind."

"Moreover, this scholar is nothing but a pretty face. If not for his appearance, I wouldn't have paid him any mind."

Luo Chen grew more contemptuous, "He's just a powerless scholar. With my cultivation, killing him would be no harder than slaughtering chickens and dogs!"