My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator



Lu Zijia looked up speechlessly at her man's unchanging answer.

Mu Tianyan lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms. Her deep eyes were filled with speechlessness.

"But I want to listen to you." Lu Zijia raised her hand and pinched the man's nose, looking as though she expected better from a certain someone.

It had been more than six years, but she still hadn't trained her man into a chatterbox. What a failure!

Mu Tianyan kissed her hand and seemed to think seriously for a while before saying, "The Fourth Prince is the key."

"So?"

Lu Zijia blinked and looked expectantly at him.

Knowing that his wife wanted him to talk more on purpose, Mu Tianyan cooperated completely. "So, we should start with the Fourth Prince to really solve the Liang family's predicament."

"Ah Yan, your analysis is really good." Lu Zijia showed an admiring look, pretending that she was a big fangirl right now.

"Then do it according to what you said. Let's go, let's go. We'll go find my unlucky cousin now."

From the most beloved prince of the emperor to a prisoner of the eldest prince, wasn't he unlucky?

"You're not going back to the Liang family?" Even though Mu Tianyan asked this, he followed Lu Zijia's instructions.

Lu Zijia held hands with her man and jumped quickly between the roofs with the Invisibility Talisman on her.

"The Liang family has to grow eventually. They have to face many things themselves. I can't help them for the rest of their lives."

If they couldn't even deal with the prince of a country, how could they walk towards an even wider world in the future?

Delin Country was just a small country. There were probably dozens of such small countries.

And these dozens of small countries had to pay a large amount of resources to the Hongtian Empire every year.

Li Niansheng didn't underestimate the Fourth Prince, who had been out of favor for many years.

He personally sent him to a luxurious courtyard. After confirming that the Fourth Prince had no other instructions, he left the courtyard.

The guards who had received Wei Jincheng's instructions earlier stood outside the door.

Duanmu Heng was already used to the surveillance of these people.

He was handsome, but his face was too pale, giving people the impression that he was very weak.

He got up, closed the door, and walked into the inner room, planning to cultivate as usual.

However, just as he was about to sit down on the low couch, two figures suddenly appeared in front of him like ghosts.

Duanmu Heng was shocked and immediately became vigilant. However, he didn't say anything, because he knew that once he made any abnormal movements here, the guards monitoring outside would immediately rush in.

"You were poisoned and even held on for a few years. Your perseverance is really admirable." Lu Zijia pulled her man to the round table and sat down, supporting her chin with her hand as she said to Duanmu Heng.

When Lu Zijia spoke, Duanmu Heng glanced at the door.

However, when Lu Zijia finished talking, the guard guarding the door didn't react at all.

Lu Zijia sensed his gaze and said with a smile, "Don't worry. Not only did I set up a barrier in this room, but I also set up an array formation. The people outside won't notice."

The highest cultivation level of the guards outside was only at the ninth level of Qi Refinement. Lu Zijia was confident that they wouldn't be discovered.

Duanmu Heng didn't let down his guard when he heard that. "May I know why the two Seniors are here?"