My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

Gu Lan did not like the expression on his face.

As soon as the killing intent leaked out, Gu Lan raised his hand and slapped him.

"Slap!"

The crisp sound echoed throughout the palace, and the young lord was stunned by the slap.

"You..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Gu Lan's hand was already raised again.

"Young Lord Xuanyuan, do you think I'm negotiating with you?"

Gu Lan's half-smile sent a shiver through him.

He quickly regained composure, and the killing intent returned to his eyes.

"If you dare harm me, I guarantee you'll die here!"

"Oh, really? Then let me try again!"

Gu Lan didn't take him seriously. With a flick of his wrist, he pierced his shoulder with a sword.

"Swish…"

Blood poured down, staining half of his body red.

The cruel expression on the young lord's face lessened, replaced by pain.

Gu Lan wasn't in the mood to waste words. He grabbed the young lord's throat and lifted him off the ground.

A little more pressure, and Young Lord Xuanyuan's face turned purple.

Though he struggled desperately in Gu Lan's grip, he was no match for him.

"Come with me," Gu Lan sneered, dragging him out of the palace.

But just a few steps outside, dozens of powerful figures appeared in the distance.

These men exuded strong auras, and their expressions were dark.

When Gu Lan saw them, his face hardened.

But this time, he wasn't afraid. He carried Young Lord Xuanyuan out front.

"All of you, if you don't want him to die, get out of the way!"

"Master Gu has quite the boldness, daring to act so arrogantly in our Xuanyuan Clan!"

Gu Lan remained expressionless, not taking them seriously.

"I'm an old friend of Young Lord Xuanyuan. What's wrong with coming to see him?"

"If you know what's good for you, step aside!"

None of them moved. Gu Lan didn't waste time with them.

He grabbed Young Lord Xuanyuan's arm and twisted it with force.

There was a snap, followed by a scream. His arm hung limply by his side.

"Ah!"

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Gu Lan acted decisively, showing no hesitation.

The onlookers were stunned, their expressions turning more serious.

"You!"

They couldn't tolerate this treatment of their Young Lord, but they didn't dare act rashly. If they did, they'd end up in a worse situation.

"I'll kill you sooner or later!"

Young Lord Xuanyuan snarled through gritted teeth, trying to speak.

"Talk again, and I'll break your other arm!"

Gu Lan's voice was cold, his killing intent flashing in his eyes.

Just a glance from him made Young Lord Xuanyuan fall silent.

"Master Gu is truly skilled!"

A cold voice rang out, and an elderly figure hobbled forward.

The man had a dark expression, making it clear he wasn't a simple person.

"And you are?"

Though Gu Lan didn't know who he was, he could tell the man had high status.

"I'm Guisha, the third elder of Xuanyuan Clan!"

"Master Gu's arrogance is a bit much, don't you think?"

"You have two choices: release Young Lord, or die together!"

The words shocked both Gu Lan and Young Lord Xuanyuan.

"Young Lord, I'm doing this under duress, please don't blame me!"

Guisha sneered, causing a sense of unease to rise in Gu Lan's heart.

He had thought that the elder would care about the young lord's life, but it seemed like he was going for a drastic move.

If this were the case, his plan would be in jeopardy.

"What if I choose neither?"

"Then there's no more discussion. Kill him!"

Guisha didn't care at all, and immediately ordered his men.

The group's auras flared up, but they didn't move forward just yet. Young Lord Xuanyuan shouted angrily.

"Look at me! I am Xuanyuan Clan's Young Lord! Who dares touch me!"

Now, Young Lord Xuanyuan realized the danger.

If Gu Lan kept going like this, he'd soon be tortured to death.

Even Busi would lose half his life in the process.

His shout had some effect, causing the Xuanyuan Clan's warriors to halt their movements.

But their cold expressions didn't change, and their auras still lingered.

"Now you're useful, let's see how this goes."

Gu Lan sneered and carefully moved forward with the young lord in tow.

"Your life is in my hands now. If I make a mistake, you'll die too."

Though Young Lord Xuanyuan was arrogant, he still feared death to some extent.

"What are you waiting for? Didn't you hear what I said?"

Gu Lan was about to move when Guisha ordered again.

"Master, he is Young Lord! If something happens here…"

One of the men hesitated, but before he could finish, Guisha grabbed him by the throat.

"Do you think his life is more important than yours?"

His voice was ice-cold. With a slight squeeze, there was a cracking sound, and the man instantly fell limp, lifeless.

The remaining few froze, their faces filled with unease.

They didn't know whether to act or wait.

"Kill him!"

Guisha ordered again, and the Xuanyuan Clan warriors cautiously approached Gu Lan.

Seeing them closing in, Gu Lan's face turned cold. He drew the Hongmeng Sword, ready to strike.

But he didn't attack just yet, keeping his eyes on Young Lord Xuanyuan.

"Young Lord Xuanyuan, it seems they aren't listening to your orders."

"If I make a mistake, you'll die with me!"

Gu Lan tightened his grip on the young lord's shoulder and injected a surge of true qi into him.

The pain was unbearable, and Young Lord Xuanyuan grimaced in agony.

"What are you doing? I am Young Lord! Back off!"

"Young Lord, please forgive our rudeness!"

A cold voice came from the warriors, who then rushed toward them.

If Young Lord Xuanyuan died here, they could blame Gu Lan.

But if they didn't act, they would be at Guisha's mercy.

As they rushed forward, Gu Lan's face hardened. He slashed with his sword, sending a torrent of sword light.

Fortunately, he had prepared for this. Otherwise, he would have been surrounded.

The tearing sound filled the air as the attackers were engulfed in the sword light.

Though they managed to resist, it gave Gu Lan a chance to escape.

Gu Lan grabbed Young Lord Xuanyuan and leapt away, soaring high.

Gu Lan was fast, but Guisha wasn't about to let him escape.

His cold face showed no mercy as he charged from afar.

Though Gu Lan had been faster, carrying Young Lord Xuanyuan had slowed him down significantly.

After traveling millions of miles, Gu Lan was blocked by Guisha.