On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

The night was like a huge piece of black silk, gently spreading down from the sky and enveloping the majestic imperial palace.

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, candlelight flickered, and light and shadows danced eerily on the walls.

Murong Yan walked towards the dining table, where the table and chairs were all carved from rare Hainan Huanghuali wood.

The grain of Huanghuali wood is as natural and smooth as the veins of mountains and rivers. It is meticulously carved with phoenixes flapping their wings, ready to fly. The feathers are clearly visible. In the candlelight, it seems as if they will break free from the shackles of the wood carvings and soar into the sky at any time.

Each carving is delicately outlined with gold foil, making the phoenix appear even more graceful and elegant, complementing the majestic aura emanating from the empress.

The phoenix robe she was wearing was undoubtedly the most dazzling thing in the hall.

The phoenix robe was woven with golden threads, and each thread sparkled with noble light in the sunlight. On the robe, the phoenixes embroidered with colorful silk threads were lifelike, with their heads held high and wings spread out, looking so lively that it seemed as if they would raise their necks and cry out in the next second.

The wings that were reborn from the fire were made of the most precious red silk, and were embellished with tiny rubies. With every move of Murong Yan, the light flickered, just like the leaping flames on the body of a phoenix, emitting endless majesty and luxury.

The most eye-catching thing is the 20-meter-long tail.

The tail started from Murong Yan's feet, winding all the way like a galaxy of light, extending towards the phoenix throne in the center of the hall, which symbolized supreme power.

The train is embroidered with intricate and exquisite patterns. Golden silk threads outline auspicious clouds, layer upon layer, as if gently supporting the phoenix to soar. Interspersed among them are fairy beasts such as spirit deer and cranes embroidered with silver threads. They are either playing or standing still, adding a bit of lively and fairy spirit to the train.

At the edge, a row of tiny pearls are scattered like stars, making a slight clash sound as the tail is dragged.

When Murong Yan stood up and her tail slowly spread out, at that moment, the entire hall was shrouded in this gorgeous light, as if she was the only god in the world, carrying endless splendor and glory, dominating the universe.

The table was overflowing with dishes, embodying the quintessence of imperial luxury. One dish, "Gold and Jade," featured a golden plate filled with plump pearl rice, each grain as shimmering as jade. Surrounding it were thinly sliced ​​deep-sea abalone meat, and dotted with century-old snow lotus buds harvested from the peaks of the snow-capped mountains. The aroma was so refreshing it felt like the essence of mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas had been absorbed into one mouthful.

There is also the "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix", which selects meat from various newly grown birds and adds secret spices, then cooks it carefully to make the meat fresh and tender.

The "Emerald Glass Soup" on the side is even more unique. It uses jade-like emerald vegetables as the main ingredient, and simmers it until the soup is as thick as glass. Then, pigeon eggs, scallops and other delicacies are added. It melts in the mouth, and the fresh fragrance spreads on the tip of the tongue, with a long aftertaste.

Murong Yan raised her hand to pick up the food with graceful and calm movements.

The phoenix crown on her head was a rare treasure. The crown was made of pure gold, with fine gold threads woven into intricate and exquisite patterns, resembling swirling clouds.

It is inlaid with various gems such as pigeon blood rubies, azure cat's eyes, emeralds and jadeites. Each gem is large and round, emitting dazzling light.

In the middle stood a phoenix with its wings spread, carved from a whole piece of warm jade. The jade was soft and smooth, and the phoenix's eyes were two black, shiny jades. As Murong Yan moved, the pearls and jadeite on the phoenix crown swayed slightly, and the gems reflected colorful light, like a dream.

Murong Wushe stood across from him, head bowed, his posture hunched but reverent. He gripped his whisk tightly in both hands, each strand distinct and shimmering softly in the dim light. His gaze remained downcast, not daring to overstep his bounds.

Murong Yan's temper is getting worse and worse. She wants to kill people at any time. A few days ago, even an old eunuch who had worked in the palace for more than ten years had his legs broken and thrown out of the palace.

Murong Yan chewed slowly, savoring the flavor of every dish thoroughly, then gently put down her bowl and chopsticks, then elegantly picked up a handkerchief embroidered with a golden phoenix and gently wiped the corners of her mouth.

The handkerchief was made of Shu brocade, the silk threads gleamed in the candlelight, and the golden phoenix looked lifelike.

After wiping it, she opened her red lips and said in a voice as soft as pearls falling on a jade plate: "You should know something, right?"

If there are any secrets in this palace, Murong Wushe must know the most, because he has served three emperors.

Wushe bent even lower, his head almost touching the ground, and spoke in a humble yet mysterious tone, "Your Majesty, this matter concerns a secret of the imperial family."

He raised his head slightly, his eyes quickly swept over Murong Yan, and then quickly dropped them again.

The hall was silent for a moment, with only the crackling of candlelight causing endless reverie in people's minds.

Murong Yan said, "When I was little, I was just a delicate princess. I wasn't favored, but I wasn't neglected by my father either. My experience was almost the same as that of princesses from other countries. But why is my strength getting stronger and stronger?"

Murong Yan raised her arm, and the flowers on her phoenix robe fell off, revealing her fair wrist.

It didn't get thicker, nor was there any obvious deformity. It was still the same as before, but just now she lifted the huge phoenix incense burner weighing more than 60 kilograms with one hand.

This is so magical and so weird.

If Wushe hadn't suddenly asked the question today, she wouldn't have known that so many changes had occurred in her body.

Wushe explained, "I did hear something, but I couldn't confirm it, so I didn't dare to say anything for a long time. But seeing that Your Majesty has been acting strangely recently, I think it's very likely related to what happened back then."

"You go on."

"As you command. I remember the late emperor once met a strange man from the far north. He was wrapped in a white bear skin, and it was clear that His Majesty held him in high esteem. Later, I learned that this man was sent by His Majesty to some icy land to retrieve Qilin gall. This Qilin gall is said to increase a person's strength and stimulate their potential in a short period of time. The man retrieved it and handed it to the late emperor."

Murong Yan listened attentively to Wushe's story.

Wushe took a look at her face and continued, "The late emperor didn't eat it immediately, but ordered him to be killed. I still remember that the late emperor sat in the Golden Throne Hall all night that day, and only ordered the medicine to be sent to the Imperial Observatory the next day. I suspect Your Majesty wanted to use this Qilin Gall to enhance the fighting capacity of the soldiers, but unfortunately, the people in the Imperial Observatory couldn't figure it out after years of research. Finally, Your Majesty, in a rage, slaughtered all the people in the Imperial Observatory, intending to eat the Qilin Gall himself, but the Empress forbad it, saying that she had to find someone to test the medicine first... So... I don't know who ate the Qilin Gall, but it was certain that there was no effect. Several princes died soon after. The late emperor thought it was retribution, so he stopped asking about strengthening the soldiers' bodies, and his morale declined from then on. Judging from Your Majesty's current physical condition, it must be you who ate the Qilin Gall."

"I remember that, but do you think I should thank the Queen for giving me the Qilin Gallbladder?"

Murong Yan's face turned grim, and Wushe immediately knelt on the ground, trembling. "I dare not! But Your Majesty, this matter was a top secret back then. Everyone involved was executed. I should have died too, but the late emperor said you couldn't be without trusted people around you, so he kept me here. I don't know whether this elixir can actually grant immortality, or how to achieve it, and I never thought the late emperor would use you to test it."

Murong Yan ignored him and stared at her hands, then clenched her fists.

There was a crunching sound in the palm of my hand.

That's the feeling of power.

No one knew whether this power would continue to grow, or whether it would bring any negative effects. Murong Yan only felt that she was terrifyingly strong now.

Since I have such strength, can I also learn martial arts like those martial arts masters? From now on, I can also go to the battlefield like the ancient female generals!

Murong Yan's eyes lit up: "Wushe, can I learn martial arts?"

Wushe lowered his head. "Your Majesty, I'm not sure about this. Common sense suggests that martial arts training should start from childhood and continue into middle age to be effective. Your Majesty is already an adult. I don't know if it's possible to practice martial arts under the influence of alcohol."

"How about... give it a try?"