My Wife is A Sword God
Chapter 40: First Conversation

The next day, as the sun rose, Qin Feng dressed and left his house. He was going to Moonlit Pavilion to promote Hot pot and make a fortune! He called Qing’er to gather a few servants and bring the necessary ingredients, and prepared to leave the Qin residence.

Just then, he saw Lan Ningshuang carrying a small bowl, her face filled with worry, heading towards the kitchen.

Qin Feng recognized the bowl as the one that had contained Miss Liu’s dinner from the previous night. However, it appeared that Miss Liu had not eaten anything.

He immediately stopped Lan Ningshuang and frowned. “What’s going on?”

Lan Ningshuang’s eyes dodged his gaze. “Miss has no appetite.”

“Hmm, no appetite? Is this just for last night, or has she been like this all along?” Qin Feng had overheard the servants saying that the food prepared for Miss Liu was often returned untouched.

“Young Master…” Lan Ningshuang hesitated, her expression filled with sorrow.

Qin Feng sighed. “How long has this been going on?”

“Since Miss returned from Myriad Sword Sect.”

Qin Feng was stunned. He calculated the time; it had been nearly twenty days. Not eating for such a long time would have starved an ordinary person to death, even with Miss Liu’s robust constitution from her martial arts training.

“Nonsense!” Qin Feng scolded. He immediately went to the kitchen to prepare a bowl of noodles and headed towards the pond in the courtyard.

“Young Master, maybe you shouldn’t go. Miss won’t eat,” Lan Ningshuang advised, with a hint of pleading in her tone. She was not only afraid of embarrassment for Miss, but also for son-in-law.

“You people from the Liu family have spoiled her. I won’t. Since she’s married into the Qin family, she must follow our rules. Not eating? What kind of behavior is that? Just because she failed in her tribulation? Just because she’s unwell? Falling from a height and climbing back up is that so difficult? As her husband, I’ll scold her awake today!” Qin Feng declared passionately, leaving Lan Ningshuang dumbfounded.

Qin Feng didn’t even know why he was so angry. Perhaps it was because of Miss Liu’s lonely figure, perhaps it was because of their marital status, or perhaps some other reason, but he just couldn’t bear to see her continue to harm herself.

Seeing that Lan Ningshuang was no longer trying to stop him, Qin Feng briskly walked towards the pavilion by the pond in the Qin residence.

Qing’er, Qin Feng’s maid who had been following him, fearing trouble, ran towards the room where Old Master Qin was.

In no time, Qin Jian’an and Second Madam hurriedly arrived at the pond and hid behind a corner, sneakily observing.

“Trouble, it’s a mess. Feng is strong and capable, but the girl from the Liu family is proud. If Feng scolds her, something might happen,” Qin Jian’an said anxiously.

“Strong and capable? Proud?” Second Madam didn’t know how to respond.

Outside the pavilion, Lan Ningshuang also stood in the corridor. She had advised Miss countless times, but it never worked.

Perhaps, drastic measures were needed for severe cases. Right now, Miss indeed needed someone to wake her up, and Young Master was the best choice.

Qin Feng stood in front of Liu Jianli. She slowly raised her incredibly beautiful face and calmly looked at him. Her eyes were unusually serene, without a hint of ripples.

Qin Feng had originally planned to use strong words, but when he stood in front of her, many words flashed through his mind.

A rare talent from ancient times, exceptional talent in swordsmanship, unmatched in sword techniques, no one before, no one after—a future Sword God.

If he angered her, who knew what would happen?

Qin Feng swallowed hard. The words he had in mind suddenly changed their taste as they reached his lips. “Wife, I heard you haven’t eaten for a long time. I specially made these noodles for you. Eat while they’re hot.”

Lan Ningshuang was stunned; this was not what she had expected.

Qin Jian’an, who was hiding in the corner, opened his mouth.

Second Madam glanced at him and, after a moment of silence, said, “Feng’er, it’s up to you.”

In the pavilion by the lake, it was quiet. After a moment, Liu Jianli shook her head slightly, turned her gaze away, and looked back at the lake.

Looking at Liu Jianli’s calm profile, Qin Feng sighed softly and said, “If you don’t eat this bowl of noodles today, I won’t leave.”

After saying these words, Qin Feng held the bowl of noodles and stood still beside her.

A gentle breeze blew, lifting their hair. Ripples appeared on the lake, and there was a moment of silence.

After about an incense stick’s time, the beautiful woman’s lips parted slightly. “Why?”

Qin Feng was somewhat surprised. It was the first time he heard Liu Jianli speak. Her voice was as clear and crisp as the collision of jade, extraordinary and pure.

“Put the noodles down, I’ll eat,” Liu Jianli said after a moment of silence, making a promise.

Qin Feng remained unmoved. “After you finish eating, I’ll leave.”

The two of them fell into a stalemate again.

After a moment, Liu Jianli finally reached out her delicate jade hand and took the noodles from Qin Feng. Not far away, Mr. and Mrs. Qin watched this scene, both showing joyful expressions.

With a light flick of her jade fingers and a slight opening of her vermilion lips, even when eating noodles, Liu Jianli carried an unparalleled elegance.

Qin Feng was even looking forward to it. If this kind of beauty were to wield a sword again in the future, what kind of incredibly beautiful scene would that be?

Perhaps, in her hands, even killing and bloodshed could become an art.

The bowl was empty. Following his previous promise, Qin Feng took the empty bowl and left. However, before leaving, he left behind these words: “A precious sword is tempered from grinding, and plum blossoms emit fragrance in bitter cold. The hardships you experienced earlier might be the stepping stones to reaching greater heights in the future.”

Hearing this, Liu Jianli’s eyes showed a slight fluctuation. “The noodles were delicious.”

Qin Feng paused. “If you like it, I’ll make it for you again next time.”

“Mmm.”

“Young master, well done,” Lan Ningshuang in the corridor sincerely praised him.

“In the future, if your miss doesn’t want to eat, just call me over,” Qin Feng instructed.

“Of course, Young Master!” Lan Ningshuang was thrilled.

After a slight delay, Qin Feng quickened his pace, wanting to hurry to the Moonlit Pavilion. Unexpectedly, he turned a corner and bumped into Mr. and Mrs. Qin.

“Dad, mom, why are you here?”

Second Madam smiled apologetically, and Qin Feng instantly guessed the reason.

On the side, Qin Jian’an stammered, listening in on such matters wasn’t something a family head should do. He quickly made up a story, “We were just taking your mother around, and happened to come here. By the way, is there anything going on between you and the Miss from the Liu family?”

Qin Feng’s lips curled up, “There’s no problem at all. Dad, the method you taught me before really works.”

“Method? What method?” Qin Jian’an was confused.

“Dad, don’t you remember? Last time you told me that you can’t spoil a woman by letting her have her way for three days. I tried it, and it worked!” Qin Feng interrupted, then said, “Mom and Dad, I need to go to the Moonlit Pavilion. I’ll leave first.” He bid farewell and left.

“Three days without letting her have her way?” Second Madam widened her beautiful eyes and glanced at Qin Jian’an.

“Wife, this is all that brat’s nonsense.”

“Tonight, you sleep in the guest room!”

“Wife!”