Marrying a White Snake Wife is Super Cool

Lu Yuan’s confidants quickly ran down from the second floor and out of the Post House.

By the time Lu Yuan and the others stepped out of the Post House, a car was already prepared.

Lu Yuan’s confidants forcibly shoved the head eunuch into the car.

They were already running late by a few hours. If they took a horse-drawn carriage now, they wouldn’t even make it in time for lunch!

Lu Yuan drove his wife personally, while the head eunuch rode in the car driven by Lu Yuan’s confidant. The remaining Little Eunuchs whipped their horses into a frenzy in their carriage, their whips practically smoking as they tried to keep up.

Upon reaching the Imperial City Gate, Lu Yuan took Su Liyan’s hand and walked into the Imperial Capital.

The head eunuch from earlier was about to speak up and stop them, as only Lu Yuan had been summoned to the palace.

But then he remembered that after tomorrow, Lu Yuan would be the Prince Consort, so it was better to just turn a blind eye.

The guards at the Imperial City Gate glanced at the eunuch leading the way, then at the official robes on Lu Yuan, and let the group pass.

Led by the eunuch, Lu Yuan arrived outside Fengtian Hall.

Fengtian Hall was a venue for holding such events.

Outside Fengtian Hall, many officials and Jinyi Guards noticed the woman next to Lu Yuan, who was as beautiful as a celestial fairy but seemed different from ordinary people.

There weren’t many officials present. They were here because their attendance was required for the wedding tomorrow, so they had also come for the rehearsal.

Seeing this, the crowd couldn’t help but start murmuring among themselves.

Most of the discussion revolved around who the person with Lu Yuan was, whether she was his wife, and how he dared to bring her here.

Lu Yuan paid no mind to the crowd’s whispers, but one person’s words were particularly grating.

This person’s focus was different from the others. His eyes roamed all over Su Liyan’s body, as if trying to see right through her clothes.

"Her looks are something else. One glance at that shapely rear, and you can tell she’s fertile. But those vertical pupils and pointed ears... is she from the Half-demon Race?"

The official who said this wasn’t a fool; he was just muttering under his breath, thinking no one else could hear.

But this official had underestimated Lu Yuan’s and Su Liyan’s abilities.

Lu Yuan and Su Liyan were no ordinary people. As long as they wanted to listen, they could hear even the quietest sounds around them.

When Lu Yuan heard this, rage flared in his heart.

It was Su Liyan’s first time in the Imperial Capital, and seeing so many people, she couldn’t help but feel a little nervous. She linked her arm with Lu Yuan’s and gave it a light squeeze twice.

Su Liyan shook her head, signaling for him to endure it and not cause trouble in the Imperial Capital.

This was the first time Su Liyan had ever held back in front of outsiders, mostly because she didn’t want to cause trouble for him.

If others said a few things about her, Su Liyan would just tolerate it.

But if some fool dared to say anything about Lu Yuan, Su Liyan would definitely give them a resounding WHACK! WHACK! across the face!

By the same token, how could Lu Yuan allow someone to humiliate his wife like that?

In the past, whenever Lu Yuan was bullied or hurt by others, his wife never hesitated to step in.

So, Lu Yuan decided to copy the move his wife had used to protect him before, unleashing a heavy gravitational pressure on that official.

This subtle move of Lu Yuan’s was undetectable to ordinary people.

The official under pressure was not of military background; how could he possibly resist?

With a THUD, the official dropped to his knees, struggling to support himself with his hands on the ground.

His skin turned red all over, as if he had broken out in a rash. This was caused by constricted capillaries preventing proper blood flow, forcing it to pool at the skin’s surface.

The official did his best not to collapse flat on the ground, to avoid making an even bigger fool of himself.

A few officials to the side teased, "Well now, my lord, why are you kneeling here?"

"I... I..." The kneeling official couldn’t even form a complete sentence.

Of course, these officials couldn’t see through Lu Yuan’s little trick, but the Jinyi Guards could.

The Jinyi Guards who could see what was happening didn’t dare to step forward and help the official out of his predicament.

After all, Lu Yuan was at the height of his fame right now, and tomorrow’s Prince Consort.

Su Liyan, still holding his arm, whispered, "Yuan, how about we just let him go?"

Before Lu Yuan could answer, a familiar voice called out, "Lord Lu, the Princess has been waiting in the hall for a long time. Please enter as soon as possible."

Lu Yuan looked toward the voice and saw his old acquaintance, Jiang Huai, walking toward him.

Jiang Huai, Central Guard Thousand Households of the Southern Town Patrol Department, was the first Jinyi Guard Lu Yuan had befriended, and they had a private connection.

In Taiping City, Lu Yuan had recruited numerous Martial Artists, Celestial Masters, and others into the Martial Hall to become Mansion Guards for the Zhao Mansion.

This Jiang Huai had been sent by the higher-ups to monitor Lu Yuan, but they later reached a cooperative agreement. You could say he’d been turned by Lu Yuan.

The pressure emanating from Lu Yuan’s hand did not lessen in the slightest. He acted indifferently toward Jiang Huai, as if he didn’t recognize him.

As Jiang Huai got closer, he advised in a low voice, "Lord Lu, you should let that man go. He’s one of Marquis Yongchang’s people. Don’t stir up unnecessary trouble."

Hearing this had the opposite effect, and Lu Yuan’s anger flared even hotter.

A few days ago, his Divination Calculation Skill had revealed that the mastermind behind the masked assassins who attacked him had the surname Lan. What a small world for enemies.

However, with his current level of Divination Calculation Skill, Lu Yuan hadn’t yet been able to figure out exactly who this "Lan" was.

In the entire Court, the only powerful and influential person with the surname Lan seemed to be Marquis Yongchang.

’Even if I wanted to let them go, would they let me go?’ Lu Yuan thought.

If Yue’Er wasn’t waiting in Fengtian Hall, Lu Yuan would have really taught this foul-mouthed bastard a lesson.

Lu Yuan turned his right palm downward and pressed lightly.

The official, pinned to the ground by the pressure a short distance away, suddenly felt the force intensify, slamming him flat on the ground. His face smashed into the stone tiles.

"Ouch, what terrible illness has he contracted?" a few nearby officials, who had long disliked this man, continued to mock him to his face.

Then, Lu Yuan withdrew the pressure and patted his wife’s hand where it was linked with his arm, comforting her, "It’s alright, darling. Here, I know you don’t want to get involved in this trouble. This time, it’s my turn to protect you!"

Su Liyan was very moved and said, "Yuan, I feel much better now."

Seeing that Lu Yuan had stopped, Jiang Huai stepped to the side, extended his hand respectfully, and said, "Lord Lu, this way, please!"

Lu Yuan walked past Jiang Huai with Su Liyan and said in a low voice, "You’ve gotten fatter, little bro."

Jiang Huai grunted in acknowledgement but didn’t reply.

The official who had been pressed to the ground slowly stood up, clutching his nose as blood streamed from it.

The surrounding officials saw his miserable state and each tried to stifle their laughter, thinking to themselves, ’Serves him right!’

After standing up, the official clutching his nose cried out in pain.

"AARGH!"

Two teeth fell from his mouth and clattered to the ground.

Seeing this, the other officials could no longer hold back and burst into loud laughter.

"You... You all... Ugh..." The official could only chalk it up to a day of bad luck and accept his misfortune.

Su Liyan turned her head to look, a faint smile gracing her lips.

Inside Fengtian Hall, Gu Ziye was still directing the arrangement of the decorations when she heard a eunuch announce, "Your Highness the Princess, Lord Lu has arrived!"

Hearing this, Gu Ziye dropped what she was holding, hitched up her little dress, and rushed out to greet them, completely ignoring her image in the eyes of those around her as she called out, "Yuan~"

Gu Ziye ran out of Fengtian Hall, looking very happy to see both Lu Yuan and Su Liyan. She trotted over and took Su Liyan’s hand.

"Sister, you came too!"

"Mm, Yue’Er, he wanted me to come and see," Su Liyan said with a smile.

The three of them had just met and hadn’t even exchanged a few sentences.

A mature woman dressed in pink silk and satin, holding her hands demurely, followed closely behind Gu Ziye and walked out slowly from Fengtian Hall.

Lu Yuan spotted her immediately and thought to himself:

’I don’t remember there being a character like this in the palace. She must be one of the imperial concubines from the rear palace.

She’s good-looking, with a solid foundation, but her skin lacks a bit of moisture. She looks a few years older than Yue’Er and my wife.

If she’s one of the Emperor’s concubines, then he’s a real cradle robber.

Not like me, a young bull enjoying an older woman. Each bite is sweet and tasty. So satisfying...’

Naturally, Lu Yuan’s gaze and expression did not escape Gu Ziye’s eyes, and he heard her call out:

"Yuan~ Don’t you even think about getting any ideas about this woman!"