My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

Currently, Xiao Fei'er also teaches music at Lanyan Royal School. Skilled in her art and with a striking appearance, she's become quite popular among the students there. Although music isn't a required subject, many students vie for a spot in her classes, each harboring their own intentions.

However, Xiao Fei'er maintains a cool distance from most of the students, showing warmth mainly to the few adorable girls she teaches. When she's not teaching, she spends her time in the medicine garden, tending to flowers and plants. With the arrival of Imperial elixir dew, she's particularly delighted since this may lead to the birth of plant spirits.

"Little Suan Ni," Xiao Fei'er murmured, petting its golden fur, "why not stay here at the Royal School as our guardian beast? You can watch over the garden and keep me company."

Xiao Fei'er cradled the little Suan Ni in her arms, her fair and slender fingers endlessly ruffling its golden fur.

Liu Yexi, watching the scene, chuckled helplessly.

As the head of the Xuanjing Bureau, she, too, adored the adorable Suan Ni, but her dual role as guardian kept her from letting her guard down completely.

The upheaval in the mortal world presented both opportunities and potential calamities. She dared not relax for even a moment.

Fortunately, the grand fortune of the Jing surged straight into the heavens today, with Gu Lan and Mu Yuyan presiding.

No one so blind would dare cause trouble in Great Jing at such a time.

"Darling, are you ready to step into the God Realm?" Mu Yuyan asked as she sensed Gu Lan's change in aura, her eyes lighting up with joy. She knew he had mastered his cultivation to perfection, achieving an extraordinary level of refinement.

"Whenever I choose," Gu Lan replied. "But I'm not rushing. I want to gain complete insight into every Rule before making the leap."

With that, Gu Lan handed a Spirit Fruit to his daughter Gu Simu with one hand, while presenting the "Heavenly Dao Insight" to Mu Yuyan with the other. He was careful not to neglect either side, treating them both with equal consideration.

"Thank you, Daddy!" Gu Simu accepted the spirit fruit, her eyes curving into crescents like two delicate moons as she smiled.

Mu Yuyan, meanwhile, gazed at the Heavenly Dao insight in her hands, a bead of shimmering light, with a glint of astonishment in her eyes.

"This object contains countless Daos and laws—it's truly extraordinary!"

Holding the Heavenly Dao insight, her steadfast sword heart trembled faintly, as if yearning intensely for the treasure in her grasp. Yet, without hesitation, she handed it back to Gu Lan.

"Darling, I already possess the Snow Clan's inheritance and have no need to comprehend additional laws."

"Since you seek to delve into the power of laws, this item will serve you better."

"Honey…"

Gu Lan began to speak but was silenced by Mu Yuyan's finger pressing lightly against his lips.

"Darling, don't underestimate me!"

"With the rising fortune of Jing Nation, my strength as the Empress has also grown considerably."

"Now, even within the Main God Realm, few can stand against me!"

Her eyes glimmered with a radiant blue light, her entire being brimming with confidence, her demeanor transforming instantly into the commanding presence she had in the Jinluan Palace.

Hearing her words, Gu Lan smiled and refrained from pressing further. He stowed the Heavenly Dao insight away, deciding it would be more useful later when truly needed.

"Darling, tonight's starry sky is beautiful!"

"So tender is the night, so fleeting the moment—heaven and earth converge this very night…"

Seeing Gu Lan yield so readily, Mu Yuyan's domineering aura softened. She smiled, resting her head lightly on his shoulder.

Under such a serene and picturesque night, memories of their travels across the Divine Realm surfaced in her mind.

Hearing his wife recite the verses he had casually borrowed, Gu Lan's eyes filled with tender affection. Away from Gu Simu's sight, he quietly clasped Mu Yuyan's delicate hand in his own.

"Mother, I know one too!"

"My teacher taught me a poem, Immortal at the Magpie Bridge!"

Gu Simu, oblivious to the mood, perked up upon hearing her mother reciting poetry. Enthusiastically, she joined in.

While munching on the spirit fruit, she simultaneously activated her gluttonous divine art, devouring the imperial nectar falling from the heavens. And, amidst all this, she began reciting her rather unorthodox version of Immortal at the Magpie Bridge.

"By the river, white birds… Listen to the joy of being full, look above—countless shooting stars!"

"The shooting stars at the Magpie Bridge are just like these! So tasty. The white birds love them, and so do I."

"A fine night with fruit to savor—it's such a delight! Especially when paired with fruit—it tastes even better!"

Hearing his daughter's rendition, Gu Lan could only hold his forehead in exasperation.

This Immortal at the Magpie Bridge was another poem he had shamelessly plagiarized. But now, Gu Simu's recital had distorted it beyond recognition, utterly changing its meaning.

My apologies, Jiaxuan Jushi!

Gu Lan silently apologized to the poet he once admired most.

Mu Yuyan, on the other hand, couldn't hold back her laughter. Her daughter's insatiable appetite was something she had long resigned herself to.

However, while Mu Yuyan might have no solutions, it didn't mean others couldn't manage the situation.

"Mumu," Mu Yuyan said, feigning a stern tone, "the Royal School's tutors have returned, so it's time to finish your lessons."

"Yes! Schoolwork is essential," Gu Lan chimed in, grinning. "Once you're done, I'll make sure you have as many Spirit Fruits as you want."

At the mention of lessons, Gu Simu pouted, her earlier excitement for the Spirit Fruit waning. But just as she was about to plead with her parents, she spotted two figures in the distance, riding a large black tiger toward them.

"It's Uncle Zhongren from Tianji Pavilion! And Blacky!" she cheered, dashing forward to greet them.

The black tiger roared—a sound more endearing than intimidating, clearly showing affection for the child. Gu Simu showed no fear as she petted its head, her gaze twinkling with excitement.

"You've grown so much, Blacky!" she exclaimed. "You're even bigger than Little Suan Ni now! Hmm… I think you need a new name."

The tiger's eyes gleamed with anticipation, waiting for a name that would reflect its ancient lineage and powerful stature. Maybe something like the "Dark Demon Tiger" or the "Nine Hells Fiend Tiger."

But Gu Simu quickly made her decision. "You shall be called… Darky!"