My Wife is A Sword God

Chapter 190: A Broad-minded Wife

Chapter 190: A Broad-minded Wife

On the way back to the Qin Mansion after leaving the Demon Slayer Department, Qin Feng touched his stomach with a look of discomfort on his face.

His mouth continued to sip on two freshly brewed pots of tea, and now his stomach was churning.

Most importantly, there was Liu Jianli by his side. Hopefully, she wouldn’t misunderstand.

Thinking this, Qin Feng glanced sideways. She, dressed in white with a calm expression, didn’t seem to show any signs of suspicion.

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but then the beauty suddenly spoke, “I see you’ve been holding your stomach. Did you not drink enough tea?”

“Uh…”

Angry, my wife is definitely angry!

Trembling, Qin Feng turned his head to see Liu Jianli looking at him curiously, her expression filled with concern. She didn’t seem angry at all.

If she’s not angry, why say such mean words?

Two pots of tea, that’s a lot!

It almost cost me half my life, and now she’s asking if I’ve had enough.

“Wait a minute, I’ve been with her for some time. Although she is exceptionally talented in martial arts and swordsmanship, she seems like a child in matters of the world.”

Could it be that she’s not angry but genuinely worried that I’m too thirsty and haven’t had enough tea?”

Qin Feng pondered for a moment and tentatively said, “With the two pots of tea you and Miss Cang brewed, I’ve had enough. The reason I’m holding my stomach is because I drank too much tea.”

Liu Jianli nodded, “Two pots of tea are indeed a bit much. If I had known Miss Cang was making tea for you, I wouldn’t have done it.”

Her tone was as gentle as usual, showing no sign of anything amiss.

Qin Feng was amazed at his wife’s broad-mindedness in every sense.

This non-contentious, non-jealous, and protective nature was simply the ideal wife that ancient men dreamed of.

What virtues and abilities do I have to marry such a wife? It must be the blessings from my ancestors. In the future, if I take concubines, she would probably agree.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng realized his wife’s broad-mindedness and felt a deep sense of guilt.

Next, Liu Jianli spoke again, “However, seeing you drink the tea I brewed makes me happy.”

After saying this, a blush appeared on Liu Jianli’s face, as if she had applied rouge.

Uh-oh, it’s a direct hit.

Qin Feng’s heart fluttered, feeling both excited and deeply self blame.

Having such an understanding and considerate wife by his side, he was still thinking about taking concubines. It’s unforgivable.

Thinking of this, he guiltily held the soft hand of the beauty beside him, which felt like jade—smooth, delicate, and still carrying a hint of warmth.

Liu Jianli’s body trembled for a moment, but she didn’t say or do anything. She just let him hold her, her eyes filled with tenderness.

“To be able to marry you in this lifetime is my greatest blessing.” Qin Feng said sincerely.

When Liu Jianli heard this, a trace of embarrassment flashed across her bright eyes. She had never heard such sweet words before, and for a moment she didn’t know how to respond.

The night’s lights were dim and bright, casting a charming crimson on her snow-like skin.

Tenderness, like water, is often silent.

The two walked hand in hand, quietly strolling on the way home.

If only time could freeze at this moment, it would be nice, wouldn’t it? Unfortunately, Jinyang City is just too small. Even though the two deliberately slowed their pace, it took no more than the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn before they saw the familiar Qin family mansion.

Approaching the doorstep, Liu Jianli suddenly frowned. With her as the center, the dust on the ground shook in all directions. She mobilized the internal energy to suppress this momentum.

The imminent breakthrough became more intense, and the arrival of the confirmation of the hegemony of heaven and earth is unstoppable. It is just a matter of sooner or later.

She exhaled and opened her red lips slightly, “When do you think you can enter the seventh rank?”

Qin Feng was taken aback, pondered for a moment. According to the speed of refining Literature Qi with the Five Thunder Visualization Diagram, he should be able to enter the seventh rank Righteous Qi realm in less than half a month.

“It shouldn’t take too long. Why do you ask?”

“Nothing.” Liu Jianli’s voice was as soft as a mosquito, not daring to explain the reason.

As soon as he returned to the Qin Mansion and separated from Liu Jianli, Qing’er hurried over, “Young Master, someone came to the mansion today, saying they were waiting for you. However, that person is quite rude. Not only did he visit without bringing any gifts, but he also carried a large black coffin on his back.”

The large black coffin belonged to Mu Youqian. Wasn’t he taken away by the master? Why would he come to me?

Qin Feng was puzzled and asked, “Where is he?”

Qing’er replied, “Madam wanted to drive him away, but Master persuaded her. At the moment, that man in the black robe should be waiting for the Young Master in the guest room.”

“Alright, I got it. Take me there.”

Not long after, guided by Qing’er, Qin Feng arrived at the guest room where Mu Youqian was staying.

Pushing open the door, he saw a fat man holding a coffin almost as tall as a person, carefully wiping it, as if protecting a precious treasure.

Why does this scene always feel a bit inappropriate for children? Well, Qin Feng had to admit he had some bias against chubby guys.

Seeing this scene, Qing’er’s eyes were full of strangeness and fear. What kind of person would treat a coffin as a treasure? Could there be a young woman’s corpse inside? Qing’er’s face turned pale.

Hearing the commotion, Mu Youqian looked up at the door. At the moment he saw the maid, he reached out for a cup of water.

Unexpectedly, the pretty maid in the green dress, like a startled rabbit, fled in panic.

Mu Youqian: “???”

The bewildered fat man, seeing Qin Feng sit down, regained his composure and complained, “Is this how your family treats guests? I’ve been in the mansion for almost an hour, and I haven’t even had a sip of water.”

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, “You should consider yourself lucky to have come to my house. If you went to someone else carrying a coffin, forget about entering the house, it would be good if you weren’t beaten.”

Mu Youqian was taken aback. He glanced at the black coffin in his arms and sighed, “As long as there’s a Mu family coffin, when the coffin is gone, the person is gone. I can’t help it.”

Well, this is interesting. If you die, just lie down here.

Qin Feng smirked, “Can’t you put the coffin into a spatial treasure? With the background of your Mu family, even if you can’t get a Spatial Ring, a mere spatial jade pendant should not be a problem.”

“The Soul-suppressing Coffin is originally a spatial treasure. How could it be placed inside other spatial treasures?” Mu Youqian helplessly replied.

Qin Feng nodded; different spatial containers couldn’t be compatible. The book did mention similar content.

However, things like time and space were just too mysterious. Even if the book mentioned them, it was only in scattered phrases.

Qin Feng called Qing’er back and instructed her to make some tea.

Not long after, Qing’er brought the tea set and placed it on the table in the guest room. After pouring tea for the two of them, she quickly left the room.

Mu Youqian immediately showed a pained expression.

Qin Feng picked up the tea cup, and unexpectedly, his stomach had a stress reaction, making him uncomfortable!

Was this an aftereffect?

He immediately put down the tea cup and coughed, “Speak up, what exactly brings you to find me?”