The night sky was adorned with countless stars, and an oil lamp flickered in the medical clinic on the west side of the city.
Dongfang Liuli changed into simple coarse cloth clothes, removed her gold and silver jewelry, and placed them into her storage ring. She tied her black hair into a bun and inserted a wooden hairpin, dressing like an ordinary housewife.
She knew that Meng Qingzhou preferred a simple life. To avoid trouble, she was willing to continue playing the role of Mrs. Meng from Present Village.
“You’ve always been the one cooking. Today, let me take over.” Dongfang Liuli tied on an apron, rolled up her sleeves, and said confidently.
Humph!
The cooking skills she had secretly learned from the palace chef could finally be put to use.
“Alright, I’ll help you chop the vegetables.” Meng Qingzhou smiled faintly.
Just then, the sound of dense footsteps approached, accompanied by the clinking of armor.
The two of them stopped what they were doing simultaneously. Dongfang Liuli looked towards the door, while Meng Qingzhou listened intently.
Outside the clinic, dozens of foreign soldiers lined up in two rows, and a seraph girl stood at the main entrance.
“Honored healer, the City Lord requests your presence,” the seraph girl said.
The City Lord… the wild beast—Qiong?
Meng Qingzhou frowned and said calmly, “I don’t have time. I’m not going! My job is to help the city’s residents in exchange for entry, not to dine with your City Lord.”
Today marked three years since he met Dongfang Liuli, and one month since their wedding. It was an important day for solidifying their relationship.
Moreover, what was up with Sister Qiong? Didn’t she realize she was like a walking plague?
Meng Qingzhou himself wasn’t affected by the minor divine calamity she emitted, but Dongfang Liuli, who had no cultivation, couldn’t withstand it.
The seraph girl’s smile froze, but her tone remained unchanged. “The City Lord has prepared a banquet to thank you for your help. There will be generous gifts afterward. Please, you must come.”
Meng Qingzhou still shook his head firmly, replying with just two words: “Not going.”
Even though he wanted to form an alliance with Qiong, as she was almost a background character in the novel, doing nothing but eating and sleeping, and occasionally showing off. Such a presence, not involved in any main plotlines, was the best ally.
But for his wife, Meng Qingzhou gave up this opportunity.
“Go ahead, I also want to meet the legendary Lord of the Divine City,” Dongfang Liuli suddenly said, naturally wrapping her arm around Meng Qingzhou’s, and scrutinizing the seraph girl, especially glaring at her conspicuous chest.
Vixen! Dongfang Liuli sneered.
Meng Qingzhou pinched Dongfang Liuli’s cheek gently and said softly, “Don’t make a fuss, your man is talking business.”
“Alright, as you wish.” Dongfang Liuli stepped back voluntarily, no longer insisting.
Only then did the seraph girl notice the woman leaning against Meng Qingzhou.
“Who are you? I don’t think I’ve seen you before.” The seraph girl narrowed her eyes, staring at Dongfang Liuli.
This woman was so beautiful it seemed unreal, like a peerless beauty from a dream.
Even though she dressed plainly to hide her stunning looks, her charm that could captivate any man couldn’t be concealed.
Did God install a faucet while distributing beauty, pouring it on this woman for seven days and nights, and then casually giving the leftovers to others?
Dongfang Liuli leaned her cheek against Meng Qingzhou’s shoulder and smiled provocatively. “Isn’t it obvious? I’m Meng Qingzhou’s wife, Mrs. Meng.”
Thump!
Meng Qingzhou’s heart skipped a beat. The words “Mrs. Meng” struck a soft spot in his heart, and he couldn’t help but wrap his arm around Dongfang Liuli’s slender waist, saying, “That’s right, my wife is very possessive. I can’t be in the same room with other women. Please convey my apologies to the Lord of the Divine City.”
The seraph girl grew more suspicious, her eyes filled with doubt. “There are only three humans in the city, and they’re all male. Where did you come from?”
Dongfang Liuli’s smile froze.
Oh no, she had forgotten she was an undocumented resident in her moment of pride!
Meng Qingzhou was stunned and gently pinched her waist, expressing his confusion.
Didn’t you say you were on a mission from the Empress? Did you not enter the city through official channels?
After a moment of silence, the seraph girl’s expression changed. She gripped the angelic sword at her waist and shouted, “I see, you’re an illegal immigrant! Despicable human, what are you planning by sneaking into the Ancient Divine City?”
In an instant, dozens of foreign soldiers drew their weapons.
The entire street fell into an eerie silence, with countless foreign eyes filled with hatred and killing intent.
Foreign tribes were too sensitive to humans.
The foreign tribes in the Ancient Divine City were all rare survivors of human-conquered nations. They knew too well the terror of humans, hence their intense reaction.
Meng Qingzhou’s smile faded, his expression turning serious.
It seemed Dongfang Liuli really had snuck into the city. According to the rules of the Ancient Divine City, any human who sneaked in had only one fate—death.
“This is my fault. I ran away from home recently, and my wife, worried sick, searched everywhere… and then… well, she found the Ancient Divine City.”
“She snuck in just to find her husband! She has no ulterior motives.”
Meng Qingzhou had no choice but to make up a story.
Otherwise, saying she was sent by the Empress of Great Jin would only make things worse. A human emperor targeting the Ancient Divine City would be a huge problem.
“Liar!” the seraph girl scolded.
Meng Qingzhou sighed, rubbing his forehead.
This wasn’t going well.
Even the most adorable and silly girl would become extremely sensitive in this situation.
However, Meng Qingzhou wasn’t afraid at all.
If things couldn’t be resolved peacefully, he would take Dongfang Liuli and fight their way out. Pursuing cultivation was all about freedom, wasn’t it?
As for revealing his identity as the Sword Saint, he didn’t care if Dongfang Liuli thought he was a liar hiding more secrets, leading to a broken relationship.
Dongfang Liuli silently watched the figure shielding her from dozens of swords.
‘You’re the first person in my life to protect me without any ulterior motives.’
‘A blind man with no cultivation, facing dozens of First Rank Realm and a Mountain Moving Realm expert, yet remaining calm and taking the blame. It seems… I didn’t misjudge you.’
Dongfang Liuli smiled, extraordinarily gentle.
If things couldn’t be resolved peacefully, she would reveal her identity as the Empress to protect him.
“If this incident makes us strangers, then the Ancient Divine City is unforgivable!”
At the same time, a Space-Time Sword Saint and a peerless Empress were ready to reveal their cultivation and force their way out.
Two invisible killing intents locked onto the seraph girl and the foreign soldiers…
“Why do I feel a bit creepy?” the seraph girl muttered, rubbing her goosebump-covered arms, thinking it was an illusion.
As the atmosphere grew tense, with the Sword Saint and Empress ready to strike first, a voice rang out, “Wait!”
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