My Wife is A Sword God

Chapter 147: How should couples get along with each other?

Chapter 147: How should couples get along with each other?

At the entrance of Listen To Rain Pavilion, Bai Li, the old man, suddenly felt something in his heart. He closed his eyes, and in a moment, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

“An array that conceals the heavenly secrets?” The old man sneered, wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

His right index finger sketched in the void, and a golden spell appeared. In the south of Jinyang City, where there was nothing, suddenly a dark fire appeared and took on a human form.

The fire person sensed the surroundings, flashed to a certain place, inserted his right hand into the soil, and in a moment, pulled out a dark blue shell.

At the same time, Bai Li raised his eyebrows, sprinkling the wine in his pot into the air.

On the other side, the fire person placed the shell back into the soil and disappeared into nothingness.

In a simple courtyard, Old Li was drinking, suddenly noticing that the spilled wine stains on the ground turned into three words.

“In three days.”

Old Li murmured, a strange force passed, erasing the words on the ground.

His expression was complex, and he didn’t know what he was thinking. He covered his chest and sighed heavily.

In the Qin residence, the same scene was playing out.

Yu Mei, leaning against the house pillar, suddenly stood up.

In the courtyard, Zhen Tain stopped his movements, said to Qin An, “Practice on your own.”

He flashed to Yu Mei’s side, and moisture manifested on the house pillar.

“Three days, well, it won’t make me wait too long.” Zhen Tain rubbed his chin, and the wine gourd at the sword hilt swung mysteriously.

In a certain area of the Southern Domain, Yan Zhou was training with Li Luo.

He looked at the young man not far away, surrounded by the corpses of demons and ghosts.

Li Luo waved his right hand, put away the ghost soldier sword box, and came to Yan Zhou, saying, “Master, why do we always have to eliminate these small guys? I want to deal with the big guys.”

Yan Zhou smiled helplessly, “The Yin Qi in the Southern Domain is too heavy, making it an excellent place for demons and ghosts to cultivate. If not suppressed, demons with high cultivation will become a disaster everywhere. For the people of the Southern Domain, it would be a catastrophe.”

Li Luo nodded, but there was still some displeasure on his face. As the youngest Thirty-Six Star in the history of The Great Qian, he had his pride and naturally did not want to keep killing these demons and monsters below the Fifth Calamity Cycle.

At this moment, Yan Zhou felt something. He took out a brocade pouch from his bosom, raising an eyebrow.

The brocade pouch was shining!

Yan Zhou opened the pouch, but it was empty. However, his expression became serious.

“Let’s go.”

Li Luo asked curiously, “Where to?”

“The outskirts of Tianling Mountain, Zhenling Pass.”

At the Qin residence’s lakeside pavilion, although Liu Jianli no longer needed to sit in a wheelchair, she still liked to stay here.

She stared at the pond in front of her, lost in thought.

Until Lan Ningshuang walked over and asked curiously, “Miss, what are you thinking about? Why didn’t you come back with Young Master?”

“He is reading in the Listen To Rain Pavilion, so I came back first.” Liu Jianli said lightly.

“Ah? In that case, I’ll have to go pick up Young Master later to prevent any accidents.” Lan Ningshuang said without hesitation.

“No need. There is a girl named Cang who is with him. She can protect his safety.”

Although Liu Jianli cannot confirm the strength of Cang Feilan, she faintly feels that the other party is not weak, and may even be quite strong.

However, for some reason, there was a peculiar feeling in her heart.

It’s like when practicing swordsmanship, everything goes smoothly like flowing clouds and flowing water, but suddenly, at some point, there is a mistake in the circulation of energy, causing the entire set of sword techniques to fail.

This makes her quite uncomfortable.

“Ah?” Lan Ningshuang exclaimed, “Then I must go and protect Young Master even more.”

“Why?” Liu Jianli asked in confusion, “Miss Cang’s strength is not weak.”

“Miss, I know about Miss Cang’s strength, but that’s not the point. Young Master is your husband. How can you feel at ease letting him be with other women? Grandma from the Liu family told me that if men and women often stay together, they will develop feelings over time! Miss wouldn’t want Young Master to be captivated by other women, right?”

At these words, Liu Jianli looked a bit perplexed, and the strange feeling in her heart grew stronger. She didn’t know why she felt this way.

Since she met Qin Feng, many unfamiliar feelings had arisen in her heart.

Seeing this, Lan Ningshuang sighed helplessly and thought, “Miss has only known cultivation and sword practice since childhood, how could she understand these things? No, I have to help her guard against someone as outstanding as Young Master and prevent other women from getting close. Wait, let’s go to Listen To Rain Pavilion.”

While Lan Ningshuang was thinking this way, Liu Jianli, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, “Ningshuang, how should a couple get along?”

Lan Ningshuang was initially stunned but then extremely delighted.

Could it be that Miss has had a realization and is actually concerned about these matters?

She happily replied, “If Miss wants to know, I will tell you everything that Grandma from the Liu family told me.”

Leaning close, Lan Ningshuang whispered the details.

Liu Jianli listened attentively, sometimes frowning slightly, sometimes nodding thoughtfully.

But when she heard Lan Ningshuang talk about the specific details of sharing a room, a blush quickly spread across her fair face.

In the past, she had only thought that sharing a room meant sleeping in the same room, but she didn’t expect there to be so many intricacies and secrets involved.

“He just needs to lie still?” Liu Jianli opened her vermilion lips and asked softly.

“Grandma from the Liu family said so, it seems that this will make the man more comfortable.”

Liu Jianli lowered her head in contemplation, “This seems more difficult than practicing swordsmanship.”

Lan Ningshuang reassured her, “Miss, don’t worry. Anyway, on the night of the marriage, Young Master said that before reaching the seventh rank, he would not consider such matters between men and women. Miss has plenty of time to comprehend these things.”

When saying these words, Lan Ningshuang also thought of the scene that night, her cheeks flushed.

Miss and Young Master will share a room in the future, and as the sword attendant of the Miss, she can also be responsible for attending to the Young Master in bed.

Not expecting these was fine, but once she thought about them, Lan Ningshuang’s face became even redder.

Liu Jianli also recalled the words Qin Feng had said in the early morning. Her face was like she had applied rouge, “So, when he said ‘share a room’ at that time, it meant this.”

Seventh rank.

In the evening, Qin Feng and Cang Feilan walked out of the Listen To Rain Pavilion together, and immediately saw Lan Ningshuang waiting outside.

“Miss Ningshuang, why are you here?” Qin Feng asked in surprise.

Lan Ningshuang glanced at Cang Feilan, who had her face covered with a black veil, and smiled lightly, “Miss asked me to wait here for Young Master and escort you safely back home.”

“You didn’t have to come, Miss Cang has already said she will accompany me back home,” Qin Feng said.

“Young Master, since I’m already here, there’s no need to trouble Miss Cang,” Lan Ningshuang said, smiling as she looked towards Cang Feilan.

Her gaze was intriguing.

“Well, that’s true,” after some thought, Qin Feng turned and bid farewell to Cang Feilan, “Then, we’ll go back first.”

“Hmm,” Cang Feilan nodded slightly.

It wasn’t until Qin Feng’s figure disappeared around the corner of the street that she slowly withdrew her gaze.

Having watched the amusing scene, the elderly Bai Li teased, “Did meeting that lad’s wife today make you a bit uneasy?”

“I don’t understand what you’re talking about,” Cang Feilan’s voice was cold, but her eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

“This is what you wanted.” She stretched out her right hand, and two things suddenly appeared on the previously empty palm.

One of them was a brush with a golden tip.

The other one was a golden scale.

The scale trembled slightly the moment it was taken out, emitting a clear light.

Seeing this, the old man wiped his right hand, an invisible barrier isolating the aura, and the golden scale became calm again.

Looking up at the sky, the moon was obscured by clouds and mist.

It seemed like a storm was coming.