My wife is a reborn big boss

Bai Xuanji coughed lightly: "What are you all still standing here for? Go do what you're supposed to be doing."

Lu Wudao wanted to say something, but in the end he sighed, turned and left, with the taciturn Ren Pingsheng following behind him.

Cao Zhengchun also turned to leave. As he reached the door, he said, "Your Majesty should take care of your health and not indulge in excessive sexual activity."

"roll!"

Cao Gonggong, the head of the Eastern Depot, who believed in the "Dao Fa Zi Ran Jing" (a Daoist concept), fled in disarray.

Bai Xuanji turned her head and smiled at Lu Xiaohuang, who was trembling in the corner, "Xiaohuang, aren't you leaving? What, are you planning to stay and serve me in bed?"

Like a rabbit shot, Lu Xiaohuang leaped three feet high and ran away in a flash.

"The troublesome guys are finally gone!" Her Majesty the Empress laughed loudly, took a leap of more than ten meters, and pounced on the immobilized Wu Qiong.

"Pfft—" Wu Qiong nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood: "Cough cough...Are you trying to kill me so you can inherit my golden nanmu sword?!"

"Ah Qiong... Ah Qiong..." Her Majesty the Empress did not answer, but simply hugged him tightly, rubbing her pretty face against his.

Feeling her infatuation, Wu Qiong remained silent for a long time.

After a long silence, he finally sighed and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Hehe..." Her Majesty the Empress's phoenix eyes curved into crescent moons as she was praised by Ah Qiong, making her very happy.

Her obsession in two lifetimes and her planning over the past ten years in this life, wasn't it all for this day?

In the past, she had always suppressed herself, forced herself to be strong, and tried to mold herself into a character who never showed her emotions.

But at heart, she was just a kind-hearted, somewhat lively, and somewhat strong young girl...

She thought the situation was now settled, but Wu Qiong was seriously injured in vain. To be honest, when she saw him covered in blood and falling backward, she really... really almost broke down...

Fortunately, Wu Qiong turned misfortune into blessing and successfully entered the Innate Realm.

As for his injuries, she already had a solution; now she only needed the final ingredient.

As for how to obtain this medicinal ingredient... Her Majesty the Empress narrowed her phoenix eyes and said, "Let those two wretches who caused Ah Qiong to become like this go and get it."

It would be wonderful if they both died there! Bai Xuanji would then personally go and fetch the medicine.

If they successfully retrieve the medicine, she can generously allow them to visit Wu Qiong.

Yes, she can only visit for less than 15 minutes; that's her bottom line.

"What are you thinking about?" Wu Qiong asked when she didn't speak.

"It's nothing. I was just thinking, I saved Ah Qiong, what reward should Ah Qiong give me? Let me make it clear, I don't want anything too bad!" The Empress, who is usually strong and domineering, suddenly started to act coquettishly, and this charm should not be underestimated.

"I'm penniless, what can I give you?" Wu Qiong suddenly woke up from his reverie, and said warily, "Let's make this clear first, don't even think about taking my golden nanmu sword, that's the only valuable thing I own."

"Oh?" Her Majesty the Empress raised her head, looking into his eyes, a half-smile playing on her lips. "You treasure that broken sword of yours so much... who gave it to you?"

"I peeled it myself." Wu Qiong looked into her eyes, his expression sincere. "Xuanji, you have to believe me."

Wu Qiong could recite the book "The Self-Cultivation of a Scumbag" from memory, and he knew that he absolutely could not say that it was a gift from Li Jianshi!

"Hehe." Her Majesty the Empress smiled enigmatically.

Even when Ah Qiong is lying, he's still so adorable!

Hmm...maybe this is what they mean by "beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

"Who cares about your broken sword?" Bai Xuanji took out his wooden sword from the bundle by the bedside, forcefully shattering the already broken blade, and handed it to him: "Here, your treasure."

"..." Wu Qiong stared at the golden nanmu sword hilt before him with a sorrowful expression, closed his eyes, and tears of grief streamed down his face: "My divine sword!!"

He also planned to sell the sword for a good price sometime later...

"Ah Qiong, I'm sorry..." Her Majesty the Empress blinked innocently and comforted her, "It's alright if you lose your sword, I'll give you one."

Wu Qiong said bitterly, "I, Wu Qiong, will never practice swordsmanship again! Even if I'm hacked to death in the street, I will never take your things!"

He saw it; his divine sword had been shattered by Bai Xuanji.

"I will gather the most precious materials and have the best swordsmiths forge you, Ah Qiong, a truly unparalleled divine sword."

"This humble subject thanks Your Majesty!"

Being a kept man is so damn delicious!

"What gift would Your Majesty like? Even if you wanted the stars in the sky, I would pluck them down for you!" Wu Qiong, in high spirits, began to flatter.

"That was my most precious treasure, but unfortunately it's gone. Ah Qiong, can you help me find it?" Her Majesty the Empress seemed to be reminiscing about something.

"Your Majesty, please give your orders!" Wu Qiong said solemnly.

"Candied hawthorn".

"What?"

"I want to eat candied hawthorns."

"They're everywhere, you can get them anytime you want," Wu Qiong said irritably. "Do you expect me to string together a bunch of Shaolin Great Rejuvenation Pills and treat them like candied hawthorns? That's impossible, I only have one, and you're going to eat it."

The remaining two were given to Xiaobai and Shi'er, and this must not be mentioned!

"No..." Her Majesty the Empress's gaze softened, and tears slowly streamed down her cheeks.

She held the man in her arms tightly, as if afraid he would fly away, and slowly brought her head close to his ear, her voice trembling as she said:

"I want to eat the candied hawthorn you bought for me, Ah-Qiong."

Wu Qiong was stunned.

He recalled the first time they met.

That year, she was twelve.

He was sixteen that year.

In the palace that year, she chased after him. He found it amusing, so he appeared behind her, his voice gentle:

"Would you like to go outside and see the world?"

The little girl turned around, her eyes filled with tears, but a smile played on her lips.

He asked her curiously why she was crying.

She said it was because she was happy.

He was moved and took her out of the palace for a trip.

Watching her carefully eat the candied hawthorn while tears streamed down her face.

Perhaps... I was already smitten back then.

Right under that palace wall, a small, slender girl dressed in a snow-white palace dress tilted her head slightly and asked him what his name was.

Thinking of this, Wu Qiong's eyes gradually softened:

"it is good."

"Ah Qiong..." Her Majesty the Empress's voice was slightly choked with sobs.

Her kisses rained down on Wu Qiong's face, and then... she kissed his lips.

"Mmm..." Unable to resist, Wu Qiong could only passively accept her kiss.

Everyone says that kissing feels like being electrocuted, but why does he only feel a salty taste in his mouth?

What is this?

For Bai Xuanji, this is probably the taste of happiness.