My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator



After leaving Cheng Su'er's courtyard, Cheng Xin'er was still angry.

"Mother, why did you agree to her request? Maybe this is her trick again and she's waiting for us to fall for it!" Cheng Xin'er said indignantly.

The City Lord's wife didn't reply immediately. Instead, she looked around and said, "What she said just then should be the truth."

"The truth? Cheng Su'er can tell the truth too? Then what's the difference between her and the red rain in the world?"

Cheng Xin'er obviously had a deep prejudice against Cheng Su'er and was very resistant to it in her mind.

The City Lord's wife shook her head and said via voice transmission, "Even though she's the eldest prince's favorite concubine, only she knows how she's living in reality. Didn't you notice that her makeup is very thick today?"

Hearing that, Cheng Xin'er nodded hesitantly and also said via voice transmission, "I noticed it, but isn't her makeup always very thick?"

The City Lord's wife smiled helplessly. "Your observation skills have really not improved at all. Her heavy makeup today must be to hide some marks on her face. As the beloved concubine of the eldest prince, the only person who dares to attack her is the eldest prince."

The eldest prince had a noble status and could have any woman he wanted, but he took a fancy to Cheng Su'er, who had lost her innocence.

It could be seen that Cheng Su'er must have something that the eldest prince wanted.

In other words, Cheng Su'er might not even be a plaything to the eldest prince.

Hateful people must have something pitiful about them, but this was the path Cheng Su'er chose herself. She couldn't blame anyone.

Hearing that, a hint of surprise flashed through Cheng Xin'er's eyes. "This… This eldest prince actually attacked his woman. Isn't he too…"

"Alright, the eldest prince has many experts around him. Our voice transmission might be discovered. If there's anything, let's talk when we get back."

Seeing that they were about to reach the banquet, the City Lord's wife quickly interrupted her.

Hearing that, Cheng Xin'er immediately calmed down. She was afraid that Duanmu Chun's people would really hear about it and accuse her of something, and they would deal with her on the spot.

When the City Lord's wife and the others arrived at the venue of the banquet, they didn't see Duanmu Chun, but they saw that Cheng Zhong looked very embarrassed.

However, the City Lord's wife pretended not to notice and didn't ask at all, showing no intention of sharing Cheng Zhong's burden.

Seeing her like this, Cheng Zhong felt frustrated and said coldly via voice transmission, "His Highness, the Eldest Prince, just warned me not to stand on the wrong side. Also, he even wants to marry Xin'er as his secondary consort. What do you think?"

The wife of the City Lord, who originally didn't care much, suddenly looked at Cheng Zhong with a fierce gaze.

"Don't worry, I didn't respond immediately, but the eldest prince only gave me three days. What happens then will depend on you and your daughter."

Obviously, Cheng Zhong meant to push this matter to the wife of the City Lord. Even if there was a fight, it would be the eldest prince going against the Liang family, and had nothing to do with him.

It had to be said that he really had a good plan!

Seeing Cheng Zhong's scheming face, the City Lord's wife hated him in her mind, but she hid it very well on the outside.

Fifteen minutes later.

Whether it was the eldest prince or Lu Zijia and the others, they were all present.

The seat Duanmu Chun arranged for Liang Zongxing was beside him, to show his respect for him.

"Patriarch Liang, I'm deeply honored that you're here personally for my sake. Come, let me give you a toast, Patriarch of the Liang family."

Duanmu Chun raised his glass and took the initiative to toast Liang Zongxing as if nothing had happened.