My Wife is A Sword God

“Look at this little thing, so cute, I couldn’t resist teasing it, but unfortunately, it doesn’t seem to take it lightly,” Cang Feilan said lightly.

Chirp!

The little fox protested.

Are you kidding? Why do I feel a trace of murderous intent… Qin Feng’s expression stiffened, but he didn’t reveal it. Instead, he asked, “Didn’t you go to train outside the Imperial City this morning? Why are you back so early?”

“I encountered some problems in the domain and wanted to ask Father about them, so I came back temporarily.”

“I see. Father should still be in the main hall at this time. You can find him there.”

“Alright.”

Just as the other party was about to leave, Qin Feng suddenly remembered something and spoke again, “By the way, there’s something else I want to tell you. In a few days, there will be a literature gathering in Imperial City. You usually like those literature things, don’t you? Would you like to go together?”

Cang Feilan was slightly stunned. Actually, she didn’t care much about literature energy now.

After all, she already has Qin Feng, a high-grade Literature Saint. If she wanted to absorb literature energy, all she needed to do was to be loving for a little longer at night.

Anyway, after learning those novel postures, Qin Feng’s interest had increased significantly, and of course, the time they spent together couldn’t be compared to before.

However, she still looked forward to attending the literature meeting with Qin Feng, not for the literature energy, but simply to spend more time with him.

Besides, since she had married into the Qin family, this was the first time that Qin Feng had personally invited her alone. Of course, she didn’t want to miss such an opportunity!

“Recently, I have gained some insight into my cultivation. I don’t have a lot of time, but since you want to go with me, it’s okay to spare some time,” Cang Feilan said quietly, averting her gaze.

“If you’re busy practicing, forget it. It’s not a place you have to go to anyway.” Qin Feng replied with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Cang Feilan looking at him again, her gaze icy with a hint of cold.

What’s the matter? Did I say something wrong?

“Didn’t you understand? What I meant was that I have the time,” Cang Feilan said slowly, her tone undeniable.

“Uh… I understand. I’ll let you know when the time comes,” Qin Feng chuckled awkwardly.

Cang Feilan nodded slightly, then took the little fox from Qin Feng’s arms and placed it on the ground before walking away contentedly, still looking forward to the day that would come sooner.

Little Fox: “???”

…

In the courtyard of the Qin family, Lan Ningshuang was practising with Xing Sheng. With the help of the Spiritual Bead, their cultivation had progressed rapidly, and they were just one step away from breaking through.

Sensing movement in the corridor, the two of them stopped.

Qin Feng waved his hand and said, “Ningshuang, I have something to tell you.”

“What is it, young master?” Lan Ningshuang approached with a curious expression and a hint of excitement in her heart.

Since the young master’s strength had surpassed hers, it had been a long time since the two of them had been alone like this.

She fondly remembered the days when she had accompanied him on his travels and served as his guard, but she also knew that such days were unlikely to return.

“There will be a literature gathering in the Imperial City in a few days. Are you interested in attending?”

Lan Ningshuang was taken aback by the news, then said happily, “Of course, I would love to go. Should I inform Miss as well?”

Qin Feng shook his head. “No need. Concentrate on your training.”

After all, it was Liu Jianli’s turn in the same room tonight. He could talk to her then… Qin Feng thought.

What was originally a trivial matter took on a different meaning when it reached Lan Ningshuang’s ears.

‘What’s going on? Is the Young Master trying to avoid Miss and invite me alone?’

‘Wait, I seem to have read something similar in a book before. The male lead had long harboured feelings for the maid next to the female lead, so he sought an opportunity to be alone with her, confessed his love, and then… engaged in intimate relations. Could it be that the young master…’

‘No, no, I can’t do that. Won’t I be betraying Miss if I do?’

‘But… as Miss’s personal sword attendant, sharing the same room for the night is inevitable sooner or later. Even if Miss finds out, she should understand.’

‘Young Master, why are you so bold for no reason?’

After going through surprise, guilt, hesitation, and procrastination, Lan Ningshuang’s face finally turned crimson, and she made up her mind.

She looked up at Qin Feng and said quietly, “I… I understand. Just let me know on the day of the literature gathering, Young Master.”

“Alright.” Qin Feng nodded, suddenly curious, “By the way, Ningshuang, your face is a bit flushed, are you okay?”

Lan Ningshuang quickly avoided eye contact and said weakly, “I just finished practising with Minister Xing, it’s a bit hot, I’ll go to the kitchen to get something to drink.”

“I see.”

…

At night, the moon was bright and the stars were scattered.

After Qin Feng returned from the Fox Whispering Pavilion and finished bathing and changing, it wasn’t long before a white figure entered the room.

Liu Jianli closed the doors and windows, extinguished the candles, and then walked over to the bed.

With a rustling sound, a sleek and beautiful body slipped onto the bed and cuddled up to Qin Feng.

“Husband…” Her voice was soft, like the scent of orchids.

Then there was a tender exchange that was not meant for others to know.

The next morning, Liu Jianli got up as usual, got dressed, and planned to leave for cultivation outside the Imperial City earlier than usual.

As the accumulation of Ancient Divine Breath in her body grew, the threshold of the Second Realm drew closer. All that remained was for her to continue practising and refining until she reached the peak.

“Wife,” Qin Feng suddenly called out as he lay on the bed.

“Did I wake you up?” Liu Jianli turned over, her expression somewhat apologetic.

Qin Feng shook his head. “The Imperial Examination is approaching, and I was supposed to go to the Peaceful Academy early anyway. I only called you here because I forgot to mention something to you last night.”

“There is a literature gathering in Imperial City later this evening. Shall we go together?”

Without much hesitation, Liu Jianli nodded in agreement.

As long as she could be with her husband, this was the most extraordinary time for her.

If it was just the two of them together, it would be even better.

…

Noon had arrived, and the students were leaving Peaceful Academy. Qin Feng was tidying up the books on the table when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

Turning around, he saw Anya dressed as a young master.

“Hasn’t your class finished yet? Why haven’t you gone back?” Qin Feng asked curiously.

“There is a place in the Imperial City called the Flying Sky Courtyard. Every full moon night, they hold a grand literature gathering there. I see that you teach at the Peaceful Academy all day, which must be quite boring. How about we go together and experience it?” Anya said calmly, but there was a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

Without much thought, Qin Feng agreed, “Sure, we can go together then.”

“Really?” Anya’s expression was excited. She had never expected things to go so smoothly!

She had planned to play a little trick.

“I’m just going to a literature gathering, there’s no need for me to lie to you.”

Receiving a definite answer, Anya said with a smile, “All right, when that time comes, we’ll meet at the literature gathering.”

Leaving these words behind her, she left happily.

In her heart, all she could think about was the hope that the day of the literature gathering would come soon…