While I'm at the martial arts academy, my wife is cultivating while I enjoy life.

Yang Ding pricked up his ears, listening to what was happening inside.

The stool was moved slightly, and the Queen stood up and straightened her clothes.

She took a few steps, then stopped, her breathing becoming heavier.

Yang Ding couldn't help but feel nervous, his heart pounding.

He found it hard to imagine how this queen, who was so adept at navigating the ranks of grandmasters, led the Jinglong Empire through the difficult times of the apocalypse, and remained chaste all the time, could have such girlish feelings.

Does she get nervous too?

At that moment, the Queen bravely took the final step and emerged from behind the screen.

She had short, ear-length hair, wore a black sweater over a white shirt, jeans, and canvas shoes, looking clean and neat.

In addition, her face was as white and tender as jade, and when the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, she had two small dimples.

Her pure and clear eyes showed no trace of the passage of time.

If you didn't know her age, you would definitely think she was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old high school girl.

"Is it not good-looking?" the Queen asked.

嗦！

Yang Ding regained his senses and swallowed the saliva that had dripped to the corner of his mouth.

"It's beautiful, so beautiful. I feel a little dazed, as if I've returned to my junior and senior high school days, and I'm reminded of those beautiful classmates who were once unattainable and unapproachable to me."

The Queen smiled slightly, her two dimples becoming even deeper.

"You didn't think you were lucky enough to be with me, did you? I didn't disappoint you, did I?"

"No, I just thought the Queen was very strict."

"The entire royal city, the upper echelons of the Jinglong Empire, are filled with experts, including twenty grandmasters. Strictness won't intimidate people; reason will prevail."

"My goal is not to seize power from them, but to find ways to protect myself, the empire's territory and resources, and to balance the power of the Grandmasters so that they don't kill each other. They are all important combat resources for Blue Star."

Finally, calmly and patiently await the arrival of the true king.

Yang Ding was somewhat moved; none of these things were simple.

In particular, Wang Xuehua, this spy from Dongying, coveted Donghai City and even the entire empire day and night.

"I'm sorry you've suffered all these years."

The Queen walked to the table and said with a smile, "Let's sit down and have a chat. These flower teas and pastries are all handmade by me. Please try them."

Yang Ding's eyes never left her.

It's hard to imagine how such a seemingly weak woman could win the unwavering loyalty of the Yao Guang Guards and make the proud and wild Grandmaster Mu Qingyao so obedient.

The Queen poured a cup of flower tea and handed it to Yang Ding. Her hands were clean and white, without any nail polish or anything like that.

"Murong Wan'er is a symbolic name, right? What's your name?"

"My original name was Murong Yan. After you win the competition tomorrow, Queen Murong Yan will die suddenly due to overuse of her time-manipulation abilities. The affairs of the empire will be handled by Princess Murong Wan'er. From now on, I will be called Wan'er."

"Then when will I declare myself emperor?"

"My suggestion is that you leave the daily affairs of the Jinglong Empire to me. After you eliminate Wang Xuehua and Zhao Lie, you will be able to intimidate all the Grandmasters. Then, you should promote the reform of the marriage system. After the reform, you should go to the Northern Territory to conquer the top experts of the four empires and then unify Blue Star."

"After you unify the Blue Star, you can then become emperor. At that time, the Blue Star will only have one monarch."

Yang Ding nodded. "This plan makes a lot of sense. With you, a time-traveling superhuman, advising us from behind the scenes, things will be much easier for us."

Queen Murong then handed Yang Ding a piece of osmanthus cake.

"You've already revealed a variety of abilities at the entrance, so you don't need to hide them tomorrow. Just show your full combat power in front of everyone."

"Okay, sure."

Yang Ding stuffed the osmanthus cake into his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp; he had no interest in tasting whether it was delicious or not.

"Shall we have a cup of tea together?"

The Queen chuckled, "We haven't had a wedding yet, I'm not your wife yet, let's drink again the day after tomorrow."

"oh!"

Murong Yan knew that Yang Ding was anxious, so she said, "I took a bath before I came. I've been gazing at the cosmos and starry sky every night in this Heavenly Palace Royal City, and I've been thinking of you for a long time. This should help you awaken your time ability quickly."

Yang Ding's heart was pounding; he had never been so nervous before.

I wasn't this afraid even when I was sleeping with the Grandmaster.

He was sleeping with the king of the Jinglong Empire.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Murong Yan didn't know how to answer such a question, and silently walked towards Mu Qingyao's bed.

Yang Ding couldn't wait any longer and picked her up from behind.

Murong Yan neither scolded nor resisted; her clear, large eyes met his gaze intently.

Her eyes became deep at that moment.

Yang Ding saw in her eyes the fleeting passage of a century and the loneliness of longing for someone.

He gently placed the Queen on the quilt, helped her take off her shoes, and pinched her chin, saying, "Tonight I'll still call you Yan'er, but after we're married I'll call you Wan'er."

"it is good."

Compared to his eagerness with his other wives, Yang Ding became gentle this time.

He thought that the person who loved him the most was Ye Rou, Fang Jing, or Zhou Ruoxi.

Surprisingly, the most affectionate one is the current Queen.

Throughout the entire process, she did not resist or cry out in pain.

Even when her lips bled from biting them, even when her eyes were brimming with tears, she kept looking at Yang Ding with deep affection, as if afraid he would suddenly disappear.

[Ding, congratulations host, you have awakened the ability to manipulate time.]

Fifth Wife: Murong Yan (Murong Wan'er)

【Affection Level: 60%↑, +60%】

[Cultivation Progress: 60%↑, +60%]

[Mental power: 3000 billion points ↑, +2424 billion points]

[Realm Level: SSSSS+]

[Instant Eternal Silence Technique, Experience Points 60%, +60%]

[Time-sequence gaze, experience points 60%, 60%.]

Yang Ding glanced at the panel, looked at the woman in his arms, and was too shocked to speak.

The system data doesn't lie. Murong Yan had only seen him once in the void universe, yet she had longed for him day and night for thirty years. The first time she lost her virginity, she actually had a 60% affinity score.

It's so rare for a woman to be willing to give 60% of her life to love a man on her first night.

The Grandmaster's spiritual power is 4280 billion points. Although his 3000 billion points are still a bit short, he has four supernatural abilities and a fifth-grade lower realm cultivation with enhanced muscles and bones.

Killing a Grandmaster shouldn't be a problem.

……

When Yang Ding woke up again, Murong Yan was gone.

Her warmth and fragrance still lingered on the bed, and on the bedside table lay a neatly folded white silk, stained with her first blood.

A nameless melancholy washed over me, leaving me feeling empty and adrift.

Murong Yan's temperament is so unique, and her sense of time and space is so strong.

Yang Ding felt that he and she had a karmic entanglement spanning hundreds or thousands of years.

"Young Master, you're awake?" came Liuli's voice.

"Where is the Queen?"

"She is going to attend today's worship ceremony in her finest attire, and she also needs to summon all the high priests and foreign envoys in advance, so she has gone back to dress up now."

"What time is it?"

It's already 4 a.m.

"Are you going to go back and dress up as a princess too?"

"Yes, but I can fly on a sword; it only takes thirty seconds."

"Then you go quickly, I'll go check on the other wives."

"Your humble servant obeys!"