My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator



After Duanmu Heng put on his robe, Lu Zijia went forward to take his pulse. After confirming that there was no big problem, she threw him two bottles of pills.

"One bottle is for nourishing the body, and the other is for Spirit Enhancing Pills. Even though the Spirit Dispersion Gu in your body has been completely forced out, you still need to cultivate again to recover the lost cultivation."

Seeing that it was getting late, Lu Zijia waved at Duanmu Heng, indicating that they were leaving.

"Thank you for your kindness, Seniors." Duanmu Heng hurriedly stood up and immediately bowed respectfully to the two of them.

After hesitating for a moment, he said again, "Seniors, are the two of you the rumored inscriber and array master?"

Lu Zijia looked surprised for a moment. "So Ah Yan and I are so famous? Even you, the Fourth Prince, who's in the Imperial City, has heard of us."

What Lu Zijia said was obviously acquiescence.

After confirming their identities, the last bit of vigilance in Duanmu Heng's heart dissipated.

Even though he wasn't familiar with the two of them, since they were on his uncle's side, they were on the same side.

Even if he didn't believe the two people in front of him, he would definitely trust his uncle.

"Seniors, you're too modest."

Duanmu Heng added seriously, "Seniors, Duanmu Chun took the initiative to come to Zhuang Prefectural City this time, primarily because of the two of you. He has evil intentions and is unscrupulous. Seniors, you must be careful."

"Alright, we'll be on guard." Lu Zijia also nodded seriously, indicating that she took it to heart.

…

In the City Lord Manor's reception hall.

At this moment, Cheng Su'er sat in the upper right seat, where only the wife of the City Lord was qualified to sit in the past.

Cheng Zhong, his wife, and Cheng Xin'er, who should have been seated in the past, were standing in the middle of the hall at this moment.

"Su'er, how did you…" Cheng Zhong suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, raised his amiable face and said to Cheng Su'er.

However, before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by Cheng Su'er's sharp voice.

"How dare you! When did I allow you to speak?!" Cheng Su'er suddenly smashed the teacup in her hand on the tea table and snorted angrily with a dark face.

Ever since he became the lord of a city, Cheng Zhong had rarely been scolded like this, let alone the fact that Cheng Su'er was not only a junior, but also the daughter of a concubine he had never cared about in the past!

However, because Cheng Su'er's current identity was different from before, Cheng Zhong forced himself to swallow his anger.

"I was rash. Please forgive me, Madam Su." Cheng Zhong cupped his hands and apologized with his head lowered and teeth gritted.

Even though Cheng Su'er was an unpresentable concubine, she was still the concubine of the eldest prince. She wasn't someone that he, the City Lord, could easily offend.

"Forgive you?"

As if she had heard a joke, Cheng Su'er sneered and glanced at the three people standing in front of her with a gaze as cold as a poisonous snake.

"So Father, you also know that you're guilty. Looks like you don't need my reminder."

Hearing what Cheng Su'er said, Cheng Zhong and the others immediately became nervous.

Cheng Xin'er wanted to speak angrily, but the City Lord's wife stopped her in time.

However, Cheng Su'er, who had sharp eyes, still saw their movements.

"Sister, there's something you want to say. Why didn't Madam let you say it?"

Cheng Su'er stared at the City Lord's wife and said with a warning voice, "Sister, Madam is asking you to say it now. Why aren't you saying anything now?"

"Cheng Su'er, you…!"

Facing Cheng Su'er's obvious hostility, Cheng Xin'er was furious and wanted to say what was on her mind.

However, she was stopped by her mother again.