My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

The Twin Moons themselves were top-tier treasures. When wielded on the night of the full moon, harnessing the power of moonlight, they could unleash a might comparable to that of imperial weapons.

Of course, the fame of the Twin Moons as a top-tier treasure was largely due to the spectacular sight they created when wielded on moonlit nights, forming the unique spectacle of twin moons suspended in the sky.

While the true power of the treasure might be known to few, its dazzling display of techniques was irresistible to many.

Back in the day, Emperor Feng Yang rose to fame with this very treasure, becoming the dream lover of countless immortal maidens in the Immortal Realm.

With the Milky Way hanging inverted and twin moons aloft, both of Immortal Realm's great wonders appearing simultaneously, the gazes of cultivators both within and outside Fengyang City were captivated.

Such wonders were not uncommon for cultivators to witness, and all were enchanted by the beauty of the scene.

In the highest tower of Fengyang City, a figure gracefully made his way to a corner of the Moon Shadow Pavilion.

It was none other than Fengyang City Lord, Feng Long. With a toss of his hair to one side and a burnt expression on his face, he approached the corner of the tavern where Gu Lan and Mu Yuyan were seated.

"This is Moonshine, brewed from the snow of the Heaven Mountain, untouched for ten thousand years, and sealed with the purest moonlight on the night of the full moon, taking a century to obtain a single pot," he declared.

"On such a beautiful day, one must enjoy fine wine."

"Such fine wine deserves a fine companion."

"I am Feng Long. Please, allow me to share this with you."

Feng Long poured himself a cup of tea, elegantly pushing the jade cup towards the table. He had brought out Twin Moons, the town's treasure bestowed by the Emperor, precisely for this moment, to leave a beautiful and lasting first impression.

Just as he had felt when he first laid eyes on the other at the city gates. Could such a pure and bright beauty not be the perfect match for him?

Feng Long was quite confident, as he was experienced in such matters.

"A fine companion?"

"Who are you?"

As Gu Lan's gaze fell upon the jade cup on the table, her eyes grew icy. The wine was excellent, but this man...

Could he be thinking of offering a head as a gift? He looked decent enough, but why did his gaze make her feel so uncomfortable? Was this another fool with no foresight trying to make advances on his wife?

Mu Yuyan also felt that something was amiss with his gaze. With a cold flicker in her eyes, she gently leaned towards Gu Lan, silently declaring her attachment.

"Ahem, it seems I need to make a proper introduction," Feng Long chuckled, taking out a name card from the city lord's Mansion and patiently explaining, "I am Feng Long, the city lord of Fengyang City."

"Upon meeting you, I felt an immediate connection, considering you a lifelong friend."

"Wine need not be drunk here, nor does it matter. Would you be willing to visit the city lord Mansion as my guest? I will entertain you well, allowing you to enjoy yourself to the fullest."
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This time, Feng Long was afraid of any misunderstanding, firmly locking his gaze on Gu Lan. His eyes were fervent; he wanted to express his sincerity and admiration to the fullest. But such admiration, to a normal person, was downright nauseating!

As he looked at the name card in front of him, he finally understood. This fellow had come for him?

For a moment, Gu Lan felt bewildered and couldn't help but chuckle silently. His smile was handsome and charming, causing Feng Long to appear somewhat dazed.

Mu Yuyan glanced at her husband and then at the Fengyang City Lord, wrinkling her delicate eyebrows. With her intelligence, she naturally understood.

"Begone, my husband has no time."

Mu Yuyan rejected bluntly, emitting an even stronger chill than usual. It was this aura... In a corner of the tavern, the woman with her eyes veiled in white cloth, holding a wine jug, grew excited as her gaze became intense.

"Refusing the city lord of Fengyang City in Fengyang City is not a wise choice."

"If you refuse the wine, you'll have to face the penalty. Do you know the consequences of offending the city lord?"

"To be regarded as a close friend by the city lord is your good fortune. I hope you know how to appreciate it!"

Feng Long's expression remained unchanged; he had encountered such situations before. These young and handsome female cultivators, with their mediocre cultivation, often possessed a hint of arrogance.

However, arrogance alone was useless in the Immortal Realm. One needed strength as well. Feng Yang enjoyed the feeling of gradually eroding their pride and then boldly claiming what he desired.

"Begone!"

Gu Lan spat out a word just like her wife, unceremoniously driving him away. He had never imagined that he would one day be harassed, especially by a man! The feeling was truly sickening!

If not for wanting to enjoy a peaceful moment alone with his wife, avoiding attracting attention and causing trouble, he would have probably already drawn his sword against the person in front of him.

Truly, the forest was vast, harboring all sorts of birds... Gu Lan felt nothing but ill luck.

"Very well! You're the first one to refuse the city lord like this."

Being rejected so blatantly made Feng Yang somewhat angry and embarrassed, especially the disdainful look in Gu Lan's eyes, which he couldn't bear.

Was it, not your good fortune to be admired by the city lord for your beauty? How dare you still show disdain?

Feng Yang raised his hand, preparing to call someone over. If civility didn't work, he'd resort to force. This was something he had done before.

Suddenly, a breeze swept through, lifting Gu Lan's long hair off her shoulders. Watching this scene, Feng Long's eyes glazed over once more.

He didn't lower his raised hand; instead, after a long pause, he slowly extended it towards Gu Lan, wanting to gently stroke the strand of hair lifted by the gentle breeze...

The empress's demeanor turned icy cold, as the terrifying aura of the Emperor's Realm seemed ready to erupt in an instant!

Crack! A clear sound came first! At the moment Feng Long reached out his hand, it was swiftly and silently severed, the severed arm flying directly into the dining plate of a patron at the nearby table!

The attack was too swift, too sudden. Even Feng Long, with his severed arm, took a moment to react.

"Ah! There's an assassin!"

"Who? Who dared to ambush the city lord?"

"Come out! Show yourself!"

Feng Long's eyes were filled with horror as he screamed, waiting until the guards arrived before he could relax slightly.

"City Lord, are you alright?!"

"Are you idiots? The city lord has lost his hand, do you think he's fine?"

The guards were in a flurry of panic. Seeing Feng Yang with one arm severed, each of them was filled with terror.

They worried not only about facing blame but also about the possibility of another attack by the assassin.

Feng Yang was a peak cultivator of the Saint Stage; if he couldn't fend off the assailant, how could they? After all, they were just guards earning their keep in the city, not the twelve Emperor Realm experts guarding it.

"An arm can be reattached, so why panic? What's there to panic about!"

"Your current task is to get me out of here and find the assassin who attacked me!"

Underneath his panic, Feng Yang's veins bulged, but he hadn't completely lost his senses. He hadn't detected who had attacked him, which made him even more afraid.

Having his arm cut off without noticing it meant that the attacker's strength far exceeded his own.

But the fact that the assailant only struck once suggested they had reservations about doing more. Realizing this, Feng Yang gained a bit of confidence.

However, he didn't dare to stay in the tavern any longer.

"Daring to lay hands on the city lord of Fengyang City is to be the enemy of the entire Fengyang Immortal Domain!"

"Fine! Fine! I'll remember this grudge of the severed arm for now!"

"You better never show yourself again, or you'll die miserably, and every blood relative of yours..."

Feng Long picked up his severed arm, leaving behind a half-threatening remark before hastily fleeing with the support of the guards!

Others heard Feng Long's words and saw the bloodstains on the ground, finally understanding what had just happened. However, like Feng Yang, they hadn't noticed who had struck.

Only Gu Lan and Mu Yuyan simultaneously directed their gaze toward a figure in the corner.

There, a woman in white raised a jug of wine to her lips, pouring it into her mouth.