My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

After the storytelling session, the guests in the teahouse were still eager for more.

They clamored for another story, insisting that the storyteller couldn't leave just yet.

It was the first day of business for the Gu's Teahouse, and the atmosphere was incredibly lively.

Old Yang was counting the money, delighted with the bustling success.

"Storyteller, tell us more! What happened to that peerless expert after severely injuring Emperor Yu? Where did he go?"

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"If you tell us, I'll reward you with my monthly salary!"

The crowd was impassioned, and the storyteller found himself in a dilemma.

On the second floor, Mu Yuyan smiled subtly without revealing her thoughts.

She thought, "He is right next to me, sharing the same teahouse with you all..."

At this moment, a golden ingot flew from the corner of the first floor and unexpectedly landed on the storyteller's tea table. Everyone's eyes widened. They hadn't expected such a wealthy individual in the teahouse.

"Storyteller, talk about the Consecrator's strength. Is he really much stronger than Emperor Yu?"

It was a clear and crisp voice from a young girl.

The crowd turned to look, discovering a girl in the corner. She was quite young, with a charming face and two black ponytails hanging down to her waist.

Her attire didn't resemble a local from the Great Jing, and she had a blood-red umbrella by her side.

She was sitting across from a wrinkled old woman who seemed expressionless, giving off an air of lifelessness.

"It's her..."

Mu Yuyan noticed the young girl. She had seen her portrait before when the Northern Ming Emperor sent it over. It was none other than An Qiu, the little princess who sneaked out of the Northern Ming Palace to seek attention in the Great Jing.

"How unfortunate, just ran into her right after coming out with my husband."

Mu Yuyan thought to herself, still leaning against Gu Lan, quietly observing what An Qiu intended to do.

Gu Lan's gaze also fell on Luan Xiaoyao.

Oh my, unexpectedly a cultivator at the Sovereign Realm!

Considering her age, having such cultivation meant she was not an unknown figure on the continent.

"Thank you for the young lady's grace! Thank you, thank you!"

The storyteller wasn't originally planning to continue, as he knew little about Gu Lan's exploits, and going further might expose the truth. However, under a substantial offer, he had to make up something.

"Speaking of the strength of the Grand Consecrator of Tianji Pavilion, it's beyond comparison... Crushing the Great Yu Emperor on that day has already proven a lot!"

"Looking at the traces in the capital!"

"Presumably, he is at least an Immortal-level powerhouse, possibly breaking through to the Saint level, stepping into a realm that no one has reached in a thousand years, which is not impossible!"

The storyteller was eloquent, and Gu Lan rubbed his temples. This time, he accidentally stumbled upon the truth. However, the storyteller's exaggerated expressions gave off a feeling of blowing things out of proportion.

As the story concluded, the audience in the teahouse erupted into excitement.

"Is that Grand Consecrator really so powerful? My friend in the Imperial Guards said he looked quite young!"

"Youthful appearance indicates extraordinary talent!"

"Exactly! Otherwise, how could Tianji Pavilion appoint him as the Consecrator? He is a peerless expert who triggered two celestial phenomena!"

"Hahaha! Fortunately, this peerless expert belongs to our Great Jing. Other dynasties don't have such protection!"

"...".

The storyteller joined the crowd in discussing the matter, joking and laughing. Since they didn't know the actual strength of the peerless expert, blind admiration for someone who could protect the Great Jing citizens was enough.

On the second floor, Mu Yuyan listened with a slightly raised eyebrow, feeling delighted.

She stole a glance at Gu Lan, who remained expressionless.

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"Master Gu, the storyteller is doing a great job; give him a reward."

Gu Lan felt that the storyteller's task of inventing his story was quite challenging, so he nodded and was about to throw a silver coin from his sleeve when suddenly, in the corner, Luan Xiaoyao made a cold hum.

"Hmph! What Tianji Pavilion Grand Consecrator? Defeating Emperor Yu at such a young age? Impossible!"

Luan Xiaoyao glared at the storyteller and wrinkled her nose, "You must be bragging!"

The storyteller looked awkward, "This..."

"You little girl, how dare you come up here and slander our Jing Nation's powerhouse?"

"Where did this annoying girl come from? If you weren't a girl, I'd teach you a lesson for disrespecting our Jing Nation's protector!"

The storyteller's words were indeed captivating. In the blink of an eye, Gu Lan went from being a mysterious peerless expert to becoming the guardian deity of the Jing Nation's people! Everyone revered him.

At this moment, the crowd confronted Luan Xiaoyao angrily, and she was left laughing at them. With a slight turn of her hand, Luan Xiaoyao caused the storyteller's table and clothes to shatter into pieces, making him run away in embarrassment.

In the teahouse, people wisely kept quiet after witnessing Luan Xiaoyao's extraordinary abilities.

The few who had been shouting earlier dared not speak up again. Luan Xiaoyao smiled triumphantly and walked calmly to the center of the main hall.

On the second floor, the female Emperor furrowed her brows imperceptibly. This little troublemaker was indeed causing a scene.

If Master Gu weren't present today, she would have personally taught her a lesson.

Mu Yuyan was a bit annoyed, not because Luan Xiaoyao was showing off on her territory, but because she was contradicting the compliments given to Gu Lan by the crowd.

At this moment, all eyes were on Luan Xiaoyao, wondering what she was up to.

"Ms Gui, hang up the prepared banner for me!" Luan Xiaoyao ordered.

"...Yes."

The old woman hesitated a bit but still followed the command. The elderly figure appeared in front of the Baihua Arena, and a large banner unfurled with a resounding noise.

On the banner, it was written: "Tianji Pavilion Consecrator! Do you dare to fight against me, Luan Xiaoyao? Watch this princess make you cry!"

After completing this task, the old woman returned to the teahouse. Both inside and outside the building, the onlookers were dumbfounded.

Was she challenging the peerless expert of the Jing Nation? Who was this Luan Xiaoyao?

Under the gaze of the crowd, Luan Xiaoyao chuckled, "Haha! That's right, this princess is here to challenge the number one expert of the Jing Nation. In this Expert Rankings, I want the top spot!"

After saying this, she lightly stepped into the air and flew directly to the Baihua Arena!

"This girl doesn't look civilized..."

Gu Lan shook his head, smiled, and sighed.

He had no intention of going out to accept the challenge. Even if he ignored the risk of revealing himself, he wouldn't engage in a fight.

After all, he was now a married man. Who would bully a girl with twin ponytails?

There was a two-realm difference between an Emperor Realm and a Sovereign Realm, and it would be like rubbing her on the ground until she cried and called for her father.

Gu Lan always respected the elderly and loved the young, never bullying the weak.

At this moment, due to the commotion caused by Luan Xiaoyao, pedestrians on Dongzhi Street stopped one after another.

Customers in Chunyue Tower across the street saw the banner and craned their necks to see.

Even the guests in Dulcet Pavilion... ahem, stopped their busy activities, staring in astonishment at the blood-red umbrella on the Baihua Arena.

Luan Xiaoyao landed on the Baihua Arena, her gaze sweeping around. Several apprentices from different sects were sparring, and nearby there were also scattered cultivators waiting for their turn to enter the arena.