On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Lin Zhen stretched his legs on the desk, like a big boss looking at his female secretary, with his hands behind his head, looking very comfortable and relaxed, as if this was not the magnificent Yangxin Palace, but his office.

"I originally told you to select a suitable person to serve as your female attendant, to accompany you to court and learn about state affairs. But you went ahead and sent her directly to Ye County to serve as the county magistrate. I'd be surprised if the officials didn't object."

"What should I do then? The decree has already been issued. If it changes every day, my authority will be greatly weakened."

"It's impossible to change it. Now you just have to hope that Song Die can really withstand the pressure from all sides and ensure the smooth flow of business in Ye County. Otherwise, your wish to awaken women will have to be postponed."

Murong Yan almost felt a little disappointed. The recent series of events had been extremely annoying, and each one had not been handled to her satisfaction. It seemed that she still had a long way to go if she wanted to be a good emperor.

"Alas, my husband, why don't you be the emperor?"

"No, being an emperor is so tiring. It's better to be a free and easy prince, drinking tea and listening to music every day, happy and free."

This is the true portrayal of Lin Zhen now.

Zhang Li and others took care of the business, and Murong Yan took care of the political affairs. He just sat there as a hands-off boss, enjoying his wife and children at home every day. When he had nothing to do, he would accompany his grandfather to fish or go horse racing outside the city.

This is the life the third generation of the political generation should live.

In the past, I worried about this and that, foreign wars, and trying to take away Gu Beichen's luck at home. I was so busy that I was dizzy and my life was in vain.

Murong Yan said, "Alas, I knew you wouldn't agree. Never mind. Let me take care of these things. But my dear, the magistrate of Ye County suddenly passed away, and Qian Shuheng recommended someone named Han to be the magistrate. I always feel that there is something fishy going on. What do you think?"

"There's definitely something fishy going on. I'm sure you've heard about the ambush of the Hundred Cavalry Division. It was all planned. I can only say that there's someone behind the scenes directing them. However, our Great Qian is now powerful, and these minor incidents won't cause any major disturbances beyond tickling us. What I'm most worried about isn't Ye County, nor is it trade with South Korea, but your safety."

Murong Yan pointed at herself: "My safety?"

"That's right." Lin Zhen's expression was a little serious. "Your safety is of paramount importance. Because the royal family has no heirs, if anything happens to you, Daqian will be in chaos. Leaderless, all forces will want to grab a piece of the action. Even if I take your place, I won't be able to effectively suppress it. So, Yan'er, you are the most important person."

These words made Murong Yan feel warm in her heart. Suddenly she thought of her plan to practice martial arts, so she said.

"Husband, how about we arm wrestle?"

"Huh? Arm wrestling?"

Men and women arm wrestling? I don't mean to look down on women, but there is definitely an innate difference in strength between women and men.

Of course, if you insist on comparing Olympic champion Yang Xiuli with drug addicts, just ignore what I said.

"Arm wrestling with me? Did you know that your husband has become much stronger recently?"

Lin Zhen's body had been transformed by the heart-eating insect, and his strength was astonishing. A few days ago, the fat man was acting like a rogue and wanted to shit in the yard again, but he was grabbed by the collar with one hand and thrown out of the yard.

Now Murong Yan wants to arm wrestle with him. This is either self-humiliation or a life-threatening proposition between lovers.

I’m speaking now. If you dare to beat me, I’ll cry in front of you.

Murong Yan jumped off the desk and walked to the other side to face Lin Zhen. She flicked her sleeves to reveal her white arms, which she leaned on the table.

Lin Zhen asked suspiciously, "Are you serious?"

"Of course, come on."

"Hey, I just believe this." Lin Zhen sat up straight and stretched out his hand to hold Murong Yan's.

Then the countdown began: "3! 2! 1!"

"Um!?"

Lin Zhen didn't want to use too much force, as he was worried about hurting Murong Yan, so he just bent it symbolically at first.

Who knew that Murong Yan's arm was like a robotic arm, motionless.

Moreover, she had a faint smile on her lips, her face was not red and she was not out of breath.

Hiss...what the hell is going on?

Lin Zhen was stunned when he heard Murong Yan say, "Can you do this?"

He spoke in a sarcastic tone.

How could a man say no? Lin Zhen took a deep breath, gathered his strength, and pushed down hard again.

Now Murong Yan finally felt the pressure and began to concentrate and calm down. The hands of the two kept making creaking sounds in the air, and their arms were shaking slightly, but neither of them could defeat the other.

Finally, Lin Zhen exhaled and let go of his hand.

He looked at Murong Yan with great confusion.

"Hu...Hu...Yan'er, what's wrong with you?"

Could it be that Murong Yan was also possessed by the Heart-Eating Gu? Impossible.

She wasn't cursed, so how could her strength increase so much?

Murong Yan smiled and waved her reddened hand in front of Lin Zhen, saying, "Wushe said I once tried the medicine for the late emperor, but it didn't work. I don't know why it suddenly started to work."

Lin Zhen reached out suspiciously and took Murong Yan into his arms, placing her on his lap. He looked her up and down, "Yan'er, do you feel anything wrong with your body? Or are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

"No, I eat well, sleep well, and am in great shape!"

"This is really strange... No, no, I have to leave the palace and ask the chess and card Buddha." Lin Zhen put Murong Yan down.

He thought that the only person who could explain this matter was the Chess and Cards Buddha. This old guy probably traveled through time and space earlier than himself, so he must know a lot.

Murong Yan pulled Lin Zhen aside and said, "My husband, since you trust the Chess Buddha so much, why don't you bring him into the palace so that we can solve this mystery together?"

"That makes sense. Please wait in the palace for a moment. I will capture that old man and interrogate him. If this thing has no side effects, it's fine. But if it does harm your body, I will search the whole world to cure you!"

After saying that, Lin Zhen left angrily.

Murong Yan was so moved that she burst into tears, and suddenly remembered that there was something she hadn't told him.

"Husband!!" She shouted at Lin Zhen's back, but Lin Zhen walked out without looking back.

"Oh, forget it. Let's talk about it when I get back." Murong Yan shook her head and turned to go to the back hall.

......

Murong Yan felt a little exhausted for a moment, and dragged her heavy steps back to the bedroom in the back hall.

As she stepped into the palace gate, she heard a whistling sound of wind. She looked up and saw Liu Miaoyan in a neat military uniform, standing nimbly in the open space, dancing with a spear.

The spear in Liu Miaoyan's hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea. As she swung it, a cold light flashed, and the tip of the spear cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, stirring up clouds of dust, and her momentum was as strong as a rainbow.

Each of her movements was vigorous and powerful, and she displayed a heroic demeanor as she twisted and turned. Her heroic spirit seemed to be able to break through the constraints of the palace walls and soar into the sky.

The bricks and stones under her feet seemed to tremble slightly because of her waving and stomping, and the surrounding flowers and plants were rustling in the strong wind, as if they were dancing to her heroic performance.

Murong Yan was so fascinated by what she saw that her heart was filled with ripples and envy.

If she also had Yanyan, she moved lightly and walked towards Liu Miaoyan, calling softly: "Yanyan."

Liu Miaoyan stopped her moves instantly, holding the spear firmly in her hand, her posture as straight as a pine tree.

She looked back and saw Murong Yan wearing the luxurious phoenix crown made of pure gold.

The phoenix on the crown spreads its wings as if ready to fly, and the phoenix's tail is inlaid with tiny rubies and cat's-eye gems. Each tail feather is carefully arranged with dozens of rubies and cat's eyes, sparkling with luxurious light as Murong Yan makes subtle movements.

The phoenix's beak held a string of oriental pearls, each of which was round and large, emitting a warm luster. When it was gently shaken, the halo of light flowed and reflected each other, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.

The tassels hanging down from both sides of the phoenix corona are all strung with pearls made from the tears of South China Sea mermaids. Each pearl is in the shape of a perfect teardrop, glowing with a dreamy blue light in the dim light. They are agile and light. When the phoenix walks, the tassels collide with each other, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

Look at the phoenix robe again. It has a bright yellow brocade base with gold threads running through it, outlining an extremely complex pattern.

The robe is embroidered with phoenixes of various shapes, some of which are singing, some are looking back, and some are flapping their wings and flying, all of which are lifelike.

The feathers of the phoenix are embroidered with colorful silk threads. In the interweaving of light and shadow, they shine with gorgeous colors: red like fire, pink like clouds, blue like the deep sea, green like jade, and yellow like the scorching sun. Every stitch and every thread is the result of the embroiderer's life-long efforts, creating a luxury that is rare in this world.

What is even more amazing is that every inch of the phoenix robe is inlaid with a thumb-sized emerald. The deep green color of the gemstone contrasts with the bright colors of the phoenix robe, emitting a cold and noble light, making the entire phoenix robe sparkle and priceless.

The trail of the phoenix robe that drags on the ground is even more amazing, it is twenty meters long and trimmed with the finest sable fur, soft and luxurious.

The tail is embroidered with a picture of a churning sea of ​​clouds. White silk threads outline the layers of clouds, which are both real and unreal, like a dream. The phoenix shuttles through them, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

Not only that, the edge of the tail is also inlaid with a row of rare blue diamonds. Each blue diamond has been carefully polished by skilled craftsmen to present a perfect octahedron shape. Under the refraction of light, it emits a deep blue light, which is dazzling.

As Murong Yan walked, the tail of the necklace dragged on the ground, and the blue diamond sparkled, like the Milky Way pouring down to the mortal world. Wherever it passed, the light shone brightly, making people dare not look at it directly.

There was a flash of surprise in Liu Miaoyan's eyes, but she was not very envious.

Because she didn't like this fancy outfit at all, and she thought tight clothes were more comfortable to wear.

She stepped forward with a smile and said, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."

As she spoke, she handed the spear to the servant beside her, clapped her hands and dusted off the dust on her body.

Murong Yan looked at Liu Miaoyan, her eyes full of envy, wishing she could transform into a brave and invincible general and go into battle to kill the enemy: "Yan Yan, how about you teach me martial arts now?"

Liu Miaoyan stepped forward, her eyes gleaming, "I obey your command."

As soon as they said they would practice, the two of them moved to an open area.

Liu Miaoyan first patiently explained to Murong Yan the basic skills of holding a gun, from the hand grip, the movement of steps, to the trick of exerting force, every detail.

Murong Yan listened attentively, her eyes full of desire for knowledge. She nodded slightly from time to time and imitated him from time to time.

At first, Murong Yan's hand holding the gun was a little trembling, and her movements were stiff and slow, but she had a spirit of not admitting defeat in her bones. She repeated the moves demonstrated by Liu Miaoyan over and over again, and gradually each move became well-behaved.

Liu Miaoyan carefully guided her, correcting her mistakes when necessary, and praised her, "Your Majesty is extremely intelligent and learns so quickly. With time, you will surely achieve great things."

Murong Yan smiled slightly, sweat slid down her cheeks, and under the sunlight, they looked like tiny pearls, but she never stopped her movements.

Time passed by like a flash, and the two were so immersed in their martial arts studies that they didn't notice the sky was getting dark.

Murong Yan performed a complete and smooth set of spear techniques, and when she finished standing with a look of delight on her face, something unexpected happened.

On the roof, a black shadow flashed like a ghost, and then, with a flash of cold light, an assassin suddenly drew out a long sword, wrapped in a fierce murderous aura, and stabbed it straight into Murong Yan's throat.

The sword came fast and fiercely, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue. The wind from the sword whistled and blew up Murong Yan's hair.

Because Murong Yan's body was transformed by the drugs back then, her reactions were extremely fast and her sense of smell was very sensitive, so she could sense danger almost instantly.

She swayed and dodged to the side, and the deadly sword just grazed her neck, narrowly avoiding this shocking sword.

Murong Wushe, who was watching the fun as if he were his granddaughter, was horrified and his face turned pale in an instant!

"Your Majesty!" After saying this, he was about to pounce on him.

Liu Miaoyan's face also changed drastically. She shook the spear in her hand and was about to step forward to protect the emperor.

Murong Yan's eyebrows were raised, and she shouted delicately, "Back off! I want to see if the martial arts I just learned are effective!"

Her voice was firm and powerful, revealing unquestionable imperial majesty.

At this moment, her phoenix crown was still upright, but a few strands of hair were scattered, adding a bit of messy beauty; her phoenix robe rustled in the wind, and the tail stretched out behind her. The dazzling gems and gorgeous embroidery exuded a unique aura at this critical moment of life and death.

After saying that, Murong Yan held the spear with the tip pointing downwards, her posture as agile as a cheetah, her eyes fixed on the assassin, and a fierce fighting spirit emanated from her body.

Seeing that his attack missed, the assassin wanted to escape, but Murong Yan actually rushed forward on her own initiative.

Aren’t you insulting our profession too much?

If I can't even kill a beautiful lady like you, how can I survive in the circle in the future?

The assassin was enraged and roared, swinging his sword again, his sword moves were like a storm, impenetrable.

Murong Yan was not afraid at all. She used the spear skills she had learned during the day, using attack as defense. The tip of the spear and the tip of the sword collided with each other, sparks flew, and the crisp sound of collision was endless.

Murong Yan's figure was agile, and as she turned and moved, the tail of her phoenix robe was like a colorful cloud, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

She spotted a flaw in the assassin's sword moves and thrust her spear out suddenly, with the tip of the spear heading straight for the assassin's chest.

The assassin dodged sideways, but Murong Yan changed her moves very quickly. She swung the spear horizontally and hit the assassin's waist hard.

The assassin felt pain, staggered, and paused his attack.

Murong Yan took advantage of the situation and used a set of spear skills to move forward smoothly, pressing forward step by step.

Although the assassin tried his best to resist, he gradually lost the upper hand.

But this man was also a master. In the desperate situation, he took advantage of the moment when Murong Yan took a breath and threw the sword in his hand with all his strength.

Murong Yan was unable to dodge, and the long sword cut her arm. Blood instantly seeped out, staining a corner of her phoenix robe red.

"His Majesty!!"

"His Majesty!!"

Murong Yan seemed not to feel the pain. She gritted her teeth, shouted loudly, and stabbed the assassin's throat with the spear in her hand with a thousand pounds of force.

The assassin had no way to avoid it, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

Murong Yan let out a long sigh and stood leaning on her spear. Although her face was pale, her hair was disheveled, and her phoenix robe was torn and stained with blood, the heroism and majesty honed in battle made people dare not look directly at her.

Liu Miaoyan and Murong Wushe walked quickly forward, their faces full of concern.

Liu Miaoyan said anxiously, "Your Majesty, you are injured. Call the imperial physician quickly!"

Murong Yan waved her hand, a faint smile playing on her lips: "Hahaha, it's okay, it's really refreshing. It turns out that fighting is such a refreshing thing. If I had known this, I would have practiced martial arts a long time ago! Hahahaha!"

Murong Yan laughed loudly towards the sky, exuding an indescribable heroic spirit from her whole body.

Murong Wushe and Liu Miaoyan looked at each other in confusion.

This assassin is not very powerful. If the two of them take action, they can subdue him in an instant.

But what is Murong Yan's level? She has only been learning martial arts for less than a day!

Especially Liu Miaoyan, who was envious to death.

"Your Majesty... your body is too strong, isn't it?"