My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

The carriage rumbled along the road.

Gu Lan was troubled about how to explain this matter to the Tan'er.

Lost in thought, he absentmindedly played with the immortal-level flying sword technique he had just obtained yesterday.

Suddenly!

A brightly shining die... no, a monk appeared in front, blocking Gu Lan's white horse.

"Benefactor!"

The monk smiled slightly and bowed to Gu Lan.

Gu Lan glanced at him and sensed that this monk was not ordinary.

Despite appearing no older than fifty, he had already reached the initial level of the Immortal Stage.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

With nine scar-like marks on his head, symbolizing his high status in the Buddhist sect.

"Master, what brings you here?"

Gu Lan raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Benefactor, did you come from the Heaven Mountain Secret Realm?" The monk got straight to the point and asked in a low voice.

"You've got the wrong person."

The monk smiled and said, "Benefactor, there are traces of demonic energy on you. You can't deceive this monk. I am the second disciple of the Buddha in the Western Regions."

You have nothing to do with me even if you are the Golden Cicada......Gu Lan said indifferently, "Master really recognized the wrong person, I am just an ordinary person."

"An ordinary person is not qualified to taint the demonic aura of the Bronze Coffin." The monk droned on and on, "You can't fool me. If you are willing to convert to Buddhism, this monk is willing to be your guide, and the Buddha will no longer investigate the matter of the bronze coffin."

Bronze coffin... this monk indeed knew something. It made sense since the Buddhist sect in the Western Regions was involved in sealing the Saint Emperor.

Gu Lan felt a bit annoyed by these bald guys!

Letting people convert to Buddhism is a bit too overbearing in tone, and even the implication is that if they don't convert to Buddhism, they will have to hand over the Bronze Coffin?

Gu Lan: "What if I don't want to!"

Gu Lan said indifferently. Since he already knew about the bronze coffin on him, he should also know that he was not simple. Directly refusing was the way to go. If he kept pushing, he would end up with a swollen face, just like his Buddha!

"Ah, I won't force it. If the benefactor and I have unfinished karma, this monk will take his leave!"

Having said that, the monk actually stepped aside and let Gu Lan pass!

Gu Lan shook his head, feeling inexplicable. What was the purpose of this guy coming to find him? Could it really be just to ask if he was willing or not?

As Gu Lan passed by with the carriage, the monk slowly revealed a smile.

"Unable to see through your strength. I can't force it, but the thing is indeed on you... Then I'll have to follow you to the capital and use a method to convert you to Buddhism!"

The monk twirled his Buddhist beads and flew towards the capital from another path. This time, the Buddha had anticipated Gu Lan's strength, so he chose to send this monk to subdue him. Because the monk primarily cultivated the mind and the Zen method, not brute force!

Attacking the heart was paramount!

He was confident that a single session of Buddhist teachings could make anyone in the sea of suffering let go of everything, severing all worldly attachments, and convert to Buddhism!

This way, the bronze coffin would naturally fall into the hands of the Buddhist sect in the Western Regions!

...

Three hours later, approaching evening, Gu Lan, with the carriage, entered Dongzhi Gate and crossed the bustling streets to return home.

Gu Xiaoqi was already waiting on the way, disguised as a pitiful beggar asking for alms. She was smoothly brought back to the Gu Residence.

"Old Yang, where is Madam?"

Gu Lan walked around the house, not finding the person he had been thinking about these past few days.

"Miss Yexi said that Madam went to buy tea from the tea merchant early in the morning. I haven't seen her... but she should be back soon, right?"

Old Yang scratched the back of his head.

"Oh, Madam is working hard taking care of the house... That's perfect! Let's prepare dinner and wait for them. It'll be a surprise for Madam!"

Gu Lan smiled.

As he walked into the kitchen, Gu Residence began to busily prepare dinner.

...

Meanwhile, in the imperial palace.

After the rain in early winter, the quiet halls appeared even colder. In the study with a charcoal brazier, Mu Yuyan's watery eyes stared out of the window, slightly dazed. Her presence seemed out of place among the laughter of attendants and the teacher.

This was something Liu Yexi and Xiao Fei'er hadn't expected! They thought Su Hua could play a comforting role, but it turned out Su Hua, who had been in the Eastern Palace for a long time, had no idea what had happened.

The female Emperor also had no desire to confide in anyone. Since leaving the palace, the only man she could open her heart to was Gu Lan, and only in front of him would she reveal her gentle daughterly side.

A few times, the old man wanted to ask.

But they would hurriedly interrupt, afraid of bringing up things that would sadden the female Emperor.

"Cough... it's time for dinner. Your Majesty, shall we leave? We won't disturb the teacher any longer today."

Xiao Fei'er smiled, easing the awkward atmosphere.

Mu Yuyan, seemingly absent-minded, nodded slightly and then nodded to Su Hua in farewell.

Liu Yexi was at a loss for words, feeling that the female Emperor's condition was getting worse. She had sealed her heart completely!

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She had to quickly think of a way to make the female Emperor feel better!

Liu Yexi frowned, thinking hard. Just as she was about to leave, a pure white dove landed on the window sill of the study.

It was a carrier pigeon.

"Teacher, your message."

Liu Yexi caught the dove and handed it to Su Hua.

Su Hua squinted at the pigeon, slightly surprised, "Huh? It's a pigeon from Liangyi Academy. Could it be that my junior brother has something important?"

Liu Yexi, stopping in her tracks, looked at Su Hua with widened eyes, "Teacher... Your junior brother from Liangyi Academy?"

"He is the same generation as me, and he should be the senior brother with the highest seniority in Liangyi Academy now, Vice Dean Si Qingqu."

Su Hua answered and was about to take the pigeon.

But Liu Yexi abruptly pulled the pigeon back, with great force that almost squeezed its intestines out. She quickly went to open the letter!

Su Hua: "..."

This girl was too aggressive. If she wanted to see it, she could have just asked; why was she in such a hurry?

"What happened?"

The old man, seeing Liu Yexi staring at the letter without blinking, asked gently.

"Teacher, I don't have time to explain in detail now. I... I'll go catch up with Her Majesty!"

After reading the contents of Si Qingqu's letter.

Liu Yexi's face was filled with joy, and her voice choked up.

Seeing Su Hua puzzled, she rushed out, knocking over the potted plants in the study.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

Mu Yuyan and Xiao Fei'er both stopped in their tracks, turning to look at Liu Yexi rushing over in a frenzy.

"What's the matter?"

The female Emperor's tone was calm, like a still pond.

Xiao Fei'er blamed Liu Yexi with her eyes... why was Yexi sister so excited?

"Your Majesty, the Gentleman is safe! He has returned from the secret realm!"

Liu Yexi shouted, her expression unsure whether to laugh or cry, leaving Xiao Fei'er dumbfounded.

Hearing this, Mu Yuyan's petite body stiffened, her phoenix eyes suddenly widening, "Where did you get this news, and is it accurate?"

"Accurate! Look, this is Vice Dean Si Qingqu's seal!"

Liu Yexi handed over the letter.

Mu Yuyan's breathing became rapid, her gaze burning, and she quickly took the letter to read. When she saw the words "Tianji Pavilion Consecrator," her eyes instantly turned red.

"Great! I knew he must be fine... He's so powerful; how could he possibly die?"

"Sword-splitting the small world, returning on a phoenix... It must be him, no one else can achieve such a feat!"

"My husband, he's finally back..."

Mu Yuyan muttered, her small mouth murmuring. Her smile was like the melting of an ice mountain, breathtakingly beautiful. Though her lips were curved, large teardrops fell.

"Where is he now?"