My Wife is A Sword God

After some questioning, Qin Feng finally understood his wife’s train of thought and couldn’t help feeling both amused and exasperated.

He touched his forehead and said seriously, “Wife, what kind of person do you think I am? Besides you and Feilan, other women are mere cosmetic beauties in my eyes, I can’t muster even a shred of interest!”

“Moreover, if I were to seek pleasures elsewhere while you two are pregnant, how would I be any different from a beast?”

Surely, these words would touch his wife’s heart. Yes, that’s what a good husband should be, someone like him, Qin Feng.

Just as he was thinking this, his gaze happened to land on the doorway, and his expression froze.

For at some point, two figures had appeared there.

One was Lan Ningshuang, the other Princess Ya’an.

Moreover, the looks on their faces didn’t seem too pleasant.

“When did you two arrive?” Qin Feng asked apprehensively.

“Around the time Brother-in-law (Brother Qin) called us ‘cosmetic beauties’,” they answered in unison.

Though they wore smiles, there was no mirth in their eyes.

Their light words carried a bone-chilling winter chill that made Qin Feng shudder.

Oh dear…

Lan Ningshuang left with the heavily pregnant Liu Jianli to make preparations, as the birth could happen anytime.

Qin Feng glanced at the expressionless Ya’an beside him, feeling so awkward he could practically dig himself into a three-room apartment with his toes.

One should never praise another woman in front of a woman – that’s the lowest-level mistake a man can make! You never know how long a woman may hold a grudge over it.

Even worse is being overheard speaking ill of women behind their backs.

Though Qin Feng didn’t name names, that’s precisely why he offended both Ya’an and Lan Ningshuang.

The two walked silently through the corridors of the Qin residence, the atmosphere eerily quiet.

Qin Feng felt a chill run down his spine. After a long while, he finally mustered a dry laugh. “What brings you both here to see me?”

Ya’an glanced at him coolly. “Or perhaps we ‘cosmetic beauties’ are no longer permitted to visit you?”

Qin Feng’s lips twitched as he explained, “”I just said it casually. I was merely trying to avoid giving my wife unnecessary thoughts. Why must you take it so seriously?”

“Indeed, I am taking it too seriously. What Brother Qin said was the truth. Cosmetic beauties like us naturally pale in comparison to Liu Jianli,” Ya’an replied flatly.

As the saying goes, misfortune arises from the mouth, illness enters through the mouth. Qin Feng was learning this firsthand.

The pit he dug, he now had to bury himself in. With a resigned sigh, Qin Feng feigned seriousness. “I won’t allow you to speak of yourself that way!”

The stern tone made Ya’an’s brows furrow in surprise. “What do you mean?”

Qin Feng said seriously, “If Your Highness Ya’an is considered a ‘cosmetic beauty’, then how are the rest of the women in this world supposed to live?”

“To be honest with you, when I first saw your female form during the New Year Ceremony’s disruption at the Ninefold Prison, I was struck by your celestial beauty! I thought to myself, ‘A heavenly fairy has descended to the mortal realm!'”

Hearing this, Ya’an felt her heart palpitate wildly. She deliberately turned her face away to hide her flushed cheeks, and feigning annoyance she said, “You needn’t speak such nonsense!”

Qin Feng raised one hand to the heavens solemnly. “These words come straight from my heart. If even one word I said is untrue, may the ancient annihilating thunderbolt strike me to ashes!”

In the Divine Sea, Chi Qi, who had been frolicking with Bai Su, paused briefly to confirm Qin Feng was not summoning it before resuming its antics.

“No need for such words, I…I believe you,” Ya’an said softly.

Qin Feng continued flattering her. “Your Highness is not only graceful and elegant, but also well-versed in the classics from a young age, knowledgeable and wise. A woman like Your Highness is truly rare to find in this world. To have made your acquaintance is my triple-lifetime blessing.”

“In fact, there is something I have kept hidden in my heart for a long time now that I wish to tell you today.”

Ya’an turned to look at him, her eyes filled with nervous anticipation, feeling as sweet as if a jar of honey had been upended in her heart.

‘Could he be confessing his feelings here? How dare he…’

‘Should I accept or feign a reserved demeanor?’

‘If I had known, I should have consulted Mother in advance on how to handle such a situation.’

Myriad thoughts flashed through her mind as her full attention was on Qin Feng, awaiting his next words with eager expectation.

“..I have always regarded Her Highness as my best brother!”

Ya’an’s smile instantly froze on her face.

The two left the Qin residence, heading towards the Imperial City’s Demon Slaying Department.

After the previous flattery, Ya’an didn’t dwell further on the “cosmetic beauty” remark.

However, for some reason, her expression seemed to sour even more.

Qin Feng also learned from Ya’an the purpose of her visit.

On Emperor Ming’s orders, she was to bring Qin Feng to the Demon Slaying Department to explain the Shuyang City incident to Lord Deng, and jointly discuss countermeasures.

As for why Emperor Ming sent Ya’an instead of Eunuch Li, Qin Feng did not know.

However, he guessed it may be because Ya’an also participated in dealing with the Shuyang City demonic infestation, so the Emperor made special arrangements.

Upon arriving at the Demon Slaying Department, the demon slayers were shocked and envious upon seeing Qin Feng’s Thirty-Six Stars token at his waist – the highest honor for their profession alongside the Twelve Divine Generals.

In his leadership role, Qin Feng nodded greetings to his demon slayer colleagues, then sought out a familiar face to ask, “Where is Zhan Qingfeng? I need to bring him along to see Lord Deng.”

“Zhan Qingfeng?” The man paused, then seemed to recall something. “Qingfeng received new orders this morning to be responsible for guarding the Imperial City gates at night from now on. He’s probably still at home resting.”

Hearing this, Qin Feng’s expression turned quizzical.

That guy had just returned from Shuyang City last night. Regardless of merit or hardship, just who was so heartless as to work him like livestock?

“Does Sir Qin need me to show you the way to Lord Deng’s pavilion?” the man asked.

“No need, I know the way. You can go about your business.”

As they walked towards Lord Deng’s pavilion, Qin Feng suddenly wondered aloud, “Could that guy have offended someone and is being given the runaround? Otherwise, why would this be happening to him?”

Beside him, Ya’an’s expression remained unchanged as she replied lightly, “Perhaps Lord Deng sees potential in him and wishes to nurture his abilities. After all, the night gate guard duty is of utmost importance, it should not be entrusted to just anyone unreliable.”

“Is that so?” Qin Feng paused. If his memory served, the nighttime gate guard duty was considered the most undesirable posting.

Suddenly, Qin Feng seemed to realize something, asking, “Wait, how did you know it was Lord Deng’s arrangement? Zhan Qingfeng’s position in the Demon Slaying Department is not high, there should be many who can order him around, no?”

Ya’an paused slightly and said calmly: “It seems that the Netherworld trip still had an impact on your soul.”

“That line was clearly said by the colleague just now, yet you don’t remember it?”

“What?!” Qin Feng’s eyes widened as he racked his memory but could not recall at all.

“He really said that?”

“Absolutely certain,” Ya’an replied smoothly without even blinking.

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