The divine airships were incredibly expensive, comparable to half-immortal spiritual treasures. The entire Great Jin Dynasty had only ten of them. Their main feature was their speed; they could perform mid-to-long-distance jumps without regard for fuel consumption. The airships were also equipped with a series of defensive, offensive, and auxiliary formation arrays.
In essence, they were high-end versions of aerial carriers.
In just half an hour, the divine airship crossed tens of thousands of miles and returned to the Imperial Capital of Great Jin.
Dongfang Liuli had left the capital quietly and now returned just as quietly, without causing a stir. Instead, news of Minister Meng Qin’s mission to the Ancient Divine City spread quickly, drawing crowds of citizens to welcome him.
“Wife, let’s go pay our respects to the Empress. Her Majesty has been very kind to me, even finding an excuse for my mission to the Divine City and sending an airship to fetch me. We should thank her properly.”
Meng Qingzhou was growing more fond of the Empress and was no longer as resistant to her.
However, his wife was a jealous woman. Praising other women would undoubtedly upset her, and praising the Empress would likely have the same effect.
So Meng Qingzhou spoke very tactfully.
“Huh? Together to see the Empress…” Dongfang Liuli was stunned, her cold and peerless face showing a rare hint of panic.
Jiang Canghai and Qin Fenghuo, who had been stealthily following, held their breath and hid quietly. Hearing this, the two bruised old men exchanged glances.
Why were they bruised?
Because Qin Fenghuo had learned of the Empress’ Husband’s unexpected disappearance and, feeling left out, had fought with Jiang Canghai.
The two old men didn’t use their cultivation levels and fought hand-to-hand, resulting in both Great Beings taking sick leave for the next day.
“This is bad. The Empress’ Husband is going to meet the Empress. What should we do?” Qin Fenghuo transmitted his voice.
Jiang Canghai stroked his beard, pondered for a long time, and then slowly transmitted his voice, “Let Su Qingqiu impersonate the Empress! Tell Qingqiu to remember the mantra—speak less, act more.”
Qin Fenghuo hesitated, raising his eyebrows and transmitting his voice, “Can she do it? That girl Su Qingqiu is quite naive. What if she slips up?”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be there to keep an eye on her. No problem.” Jiang Canghai gave a confident look.
The two old men quickly finalized the details and relayed the plan to the Empress.
Seeing Dongfang Liuli nod in agreement, Jiang Canghai hurried to the Golden Throne Hall to set up the scene, while Qin Fenghuo rushed off with a dragon robe to find Su Qingqiu.
“Alright, let’s go see Her Majesty together,” Dongfang Liuli said awkwardly, her toes curling in embarrassment.
Meng Qingzhou nodded with a smile, not surprised at all.
His wife was a female official in front of the Empress, so it was only natural for her to see the Empress. Refusal was not an option.
He immediately grabbed Dongfang Liuli’s soft hand and hurried towards the palace.
“Slow down, slow down,” Dongfang Liuli said, her head drooping like a quail, pretending to hold her stomach and whispering, “It’s that time of the month, don’t walk so fast.”
If they walked too fast and Su Qingqiu and the others weren’t ready, it would be a problem. They needed to stall for time.
Meng Qingzhou was startled.
That time of the month…?
“Come here!”
Without hesitation, Meng Qingzhou walked in front of Dongfang Liuli, squatted down, and beckoned with his arm.
“What are you doing?” Dongfang Liuli asked in confusion.
“It’s a long walk to the palace. I’ll carry you,” Meng Qingzhou said.
“Huh?”
Dongfang Liuli’s face turned red, and she couldn’t help but look around. They were in a bustling market, surrounded by countless eyes. Just thinking about the scene made her too embarrassed to lift her head.
In this era, young women, regardless of their status or strength, had a strong sense of shame, especially when it came to public displays of affection.
“No… no,” Dongfang Liuli retreated repeatedly.
“We’re an old married couple. Why so distant?” Meng Qingzhou said firmly. Seeing his wife refuse, he followed the sound, bent down, and scooped Dongfang Liuli up in a princess carry, striding towards the palace.
This scene left the pedestrians on the street stunned.
The citizens recognized Meng Qin, and the entire street fell silent, becoming so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.
“Didn’t they say Minister Meng was taken as the Empress’ lover? Who is that in his arms? Isn’t he afraid of the Empress’ wrath?”
“Damn it, if you slander the Minister again, I’ll beat you up. It’s been clarified long ago! Minister Meng is not the Empress’ lover! It was made clear at the birthday banquet.”
“So this is the Minister’s wife?”
“Such good fortune. The man is handsome, but the woman… she’s wearing a veil, I can’t see clearly.”
However, no one noticed.
In the crowd, a figure stood still, a young girl’s eyes gleaming with mischief, her gaze fixed on Meng Qingzhou’s back.
“Meng Qin and the Empress of Great Jin are playing such a game!”
Qiong felt like she had discovered a new world, finding it very intriguing. Her eyes never left Meng Qingzhou’s back.
A late-stage Morning Glow Realm Great Being, she silently slipped into the Imperial Capital. Originally intending to confront the Space-Time Sword Saint, she changed her mind upon seeing such a fascinating scene. She decided to play along first; after all, the Space-Time Sword Saint couldn’t escape her grasp.
“Su Qingqiu impersonates the Empress, while the real Empress and Meng Qin pretend to be a mortal couple…”
“And! Minister Meng Qin and the Empress’ Husband are actually the same person!!”
The mere half-step Morning Glow Realm and a Mountain Moving Realm’s transmission couldn’t escape Qiong’s ears. She heard the entire exchange between Qin Fenghuo and Jiang Canghai.
Qiong was as excited as a raccoon in a melon field, rubbing her chin and muttering to herself:
“I want to play too, but how should I join in…”
“Got it!”
“Su Qingqiu…”
Qiong’s little tiger teeth gleamed in the sunlight, and she stepped into the spatial turbulence, disappearing instantly.
Moments later.
Imperial Palace, Golden Throne Hall.
Su Qingqiu, dressed in a dragon robe, sat on the dragon throne, feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles. Her eyes were filled with panic as she looked pleadingly at Jiang Canghai, who was hiding behind the curtain.
“I… I can’t do it. Don’t make me act,” Su Qingqiu said, almost in tears.
“Relax! Just follow my instructions!” Jiang Canghai encouraged her.
Suddenly, Jiang Canghai felt his vision blur for a moment, then clear up again. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Su Qingqiu again. She hadn’t changed much.
Except her previously nervous and flustered expression had turned into one of excitement. Her lively eyes eagerly looked outside the hall, impatiently waiting.
“Adjusted so quickly?” Jiang Canghai was surprised, silently giving a thumbs up and transmitting his voice, “Very good, you’re doing well. Just tone it down a bit, and it’ll be perfect.”
‘Su Qingqiu’ turned back, glanced at Jiang Canghai, and playfully stuck out her tongue, “Got it! Don’t worry, watch me perform.”
As she spoke, ‘Su Qingqiu’ discreetly kicked a foot that was sticking out from under the dragon throne back inside.
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