End of the World Crisis, My Husband is from Ancient Times

The carved beams and painted buildings, the flying eaves and pointed corners are all unfamiliar scenes.

Fan Mengmeng held Teng Junze's hand tightly, her heart pounding.

The people around them were wearing antique costumes and looked at them curiously, whispering and buzzing like a swarm of disturbing bees.

She couldn't understand what they were saying, but she felt dizzy, as if she were in the middle of a bizarre opera.

Teng Junze held her hand in return and gave her a reassuring look.

"Don't be afraid, we're here." His voice was low and powerful, like a magic needle that stabilized the sea, calming Fan Mengmeng's panicked heart a little.

A young servant in a green shorts walked quickly to Teng Junze and bowed.

"Master, you're back!" He secretly looked up at Fan Mengmeng, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Xiaofu, go prepare some hot water and food." Teng Junze ordered, his eyes still fixed on Fan Mengmeng, fearing that she might feel unwell.

Fan Mengmeng took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

She looked around, forced a smile, and said in modern polite language: "Hello."

This abrupt greeting made the people around even more confused, and Xiaofu even widened his eyes, as if he was looking at something strange.

At this time, an old man in a dark robe and with gray hair came over. He had a serious expression and walked steadily. It was obvious at a glance that he was the manager of the mansion.

"Sir, this girl is..." The old butler's sharp eyes fell on Fan Mengmeng, with a hint of scrutiny and suspicion.

Teng Junze was about to explain when the old housekeeper spoke first, "I have never seen this girl before. I wonder where you brought her back from?" There was an obvious question in his tone.

Fan Mengmeng's heart tightened. She knew that her appearance would inevitably arouse suspicion, but she didn't expect the doubt to come so quickly.

"I..." She opened her mouth, but didn't know how to explain that she came from another time and space.

The old housekeeper frowned even more as he watched her hesitate. "Miss, the Teng Mansion isn't a place where just anyone can come and go."

Teng Junze finally spoke, "Butler Li, this is..." He paused, as if weighing his words, "my... distinguished guest."

The old butler was clearly dissatisfied with this explanation. He gave Fan Mengmeng a deep, penetrating look. "Distinguished guest?" he said slowly. "I've been at the Teng Mansion for decades, and I've never seen such a...special guest." He paused meaningfully, his gaze resting on the two men's clasped hands. "Young Master, please reconsider."

The old housekeeper's sharp gaze cut through Fan Mengmeng like a knife, and he said sternly, "Miss, your attire is strange, and your words and actions are even more bizarre. I dare to ask, who are you? Where do you come from?"

Fan Mengmeng complained in her heart. She couldn't say that she had traveled through time, right?

"I... I am..." She hesitated, her palms sweating with nervousness, "I came from far away, to seek refuge... to seek refuge with a friend."

"To a friend?" The old butler was clearly unconvinced and sneered, "What kind of friend would bring you dressed like this and behave so strangely? Girl, you'd better tell the truth, or don't blame me for being rude!"

The servants around also began to whisper and point, and the atmosphere became tense.

Xiaofu even hid behind Teng Junze, poked out his little head, and looked at Fan Mengmeng with curiosity and fear.

Fan Mengmeng thought quickly and remembered the modern items she brought with her.

She quickly took out a metal lighter from her small bag, and under everyone's puzzled gaze, she pressed it lightly. With a "click", a bright flame jumped out.

Time seemed to stand still.

Everyone, including Teng Junze, was stunned, their eyes fixed on the small flame.

The old butler opened his mouth wide, his cloudy eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Xiaofu couldn't help but exclaimed: "What kind of witchcraft is this?!" He grabbed Teng Junze's sleeve and hid behind him, his eyes full of fear and curiosity.

Fan Mengmeng looked at everyone's dazed expressions and felt secretly happy that she had finally won a game!

She was about to explain, but she saw Teng Junze's face darken, his eyes staring at the lighter in her hand with complicated eyes, and then he slowly spoke...

Teng Junze's gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, moving back and forth between Fan Mengmeng and the dancing flames.

After a long while, he slowly spoke, his tone low but with unquestionable majesty: "What kind of monster is this?"

Fan Mengmeng wanted to take this opportunity to explain, but Teng Junze's eyes made her heart shudder, and she swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

She felt an invisible pressure, as if she was standing on the edge of a cliff and would fall into the abyss if she was not careful.

The old butler came back to his senses from the shock and immediately agreed: "My lord, please understand! This woman has strange skills and her origin is unknown. She must have ulterior motives! For the safety of your house, I suggest..." He made a gesture of wiping his neck, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Xiaofu was so scared that he shrank behind Teng Junze, secretly glanced at Fan Mengmeng, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

Teng Junze waved his hand to stop the old butler from continuing.

"Lock her up first. No one is allowed to approach without my order." His tone was cold, without a trace of emotion.

Fan Mengmeng felt aggrieved, but she knew that any explanation would be futile at this moment.

She was carried by two burly servants and dragged to a remote courtyard.

She turned around to look at Teng Junze, but only saw his indifferent back.

As night falls, the courtyard is silent.

Fan Mengmeng was locked in a dark and damp little room, her heart filled with fear and anxiety.

Suddenly, the door was gently pushed open and a small figure flashed in.

"Girl, are you okay?" It was Xiaofu, holding a bowl of water and some food.

Fan Mengmeng took the food and looked at him gratefully.

Taking this opportunity, she explained her origins to Xiaofu, of course, omitting the part about the end of the world, and only said that she came from a very far away place.

Xiaofu was stunned by what he heard, half believing and half doubting. "Really... is there such a magical thing?"

Fan Mengmeng nodded, took out her lighter and demonstrated it again. Xiaofu looked at the dancing flame, his eyes full of curiosity and amazement.

"Then...why did you come here?"

Fan Mengmeng hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to say Teng Junze's name. "I'm here to see him."

Xiaofu's expression changed, and he hesitated to speak. At this moment, footsteps came from afar... Master Chen was coming.