My wife is an immortal black snake.

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While she was resting with her eyes closed, Green in her arms brought her back to her senses through a spiritual call.

"...Ugh."

She sighed. Looking at the table piled high with documents, she felt a headache coming on...

[Lord Koschche? Even if you miss him, you can't do this. Focus on your work first, otherwise you'll be facing a mess when he gets back. Even though you won't complain, you'll probably be quite unhappy inside, you know?]

"Okay, okay... But Green, do you think I've changed?"

[A lot has changed. It's been like this ever since I met Mr. Yang Hao.]

"Sigh... I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing..."

I think this is good news.

"how to say?"

[Because, Lord Koschei, in your near-immortal life, there is finally someone other than Ursus to accompany you?]

"...Heh. I can't deny it."

Lord Koschche sighed softly, pondering that although the changes were good, he was indeed becoming less and less like an immortal.

Ugh!

She sighed again, thinking that by now, Yang Hao should be close to exchanging information with the Crown Prince of Yan Kingdom.

I wonder how things are going on his end? Duke Kosiché started dealing with his work with a headache.

The man she longed for day and night was currently scrutinizing the Crown Prince of Yan, who sat opposite her, with an indescribably strange expression...

how to say?

This is... a man with a distinctly Korean flair. A very handsome, middle-aged man, also possessing depth and wisdom. Judging by his age, he's probably close to succeeding the emperor?

But then again, he has three children, two sons and a daughter... This will probably make things difficult when it comes to the issue of succession.

Mr. Yang Hao nodded to the crown prince with a strange expression. Then he spoke:

“Your Highness Wei Su, I believe your journey here is not solely for the purpose of discussing the gifts presented to me by the envoy of the Great Yan.”

“Indeed. We will be in-laws in the future, and I think you, brother-in-law, should be aware of the helplessness one has in politics—I respect your unwavering loyalty, but to be honest, my sister Wei Qing is not bad either. She is proficient in poetry, calligraphy, painting, music, and music, and can also provide you with political assistance. There is nothing wrong with marrying her.”

"...Ugh."

Brother-in-law, we're not officially in-laws yet, are we? You're practically pushing me to go back and marry your sister right now, I'm... I'm really scared...

I'm so afraid that your next sentence will be to tell me to go to the Great Yan Kingdom to experience its culture, and then I'll be gone for decades... really...

Yang Hao smiled wryly and suggested, "Let's eat and chat," while Crown Prince Wei Su smiled but remained silent. He glanced out of the corner of his eye at the teapot and the fine green tea on the coffee table in front of him, then at the sugar cane pastries placed on the side of the table facing him... These were things Kazdel couldn't obtain, nor could Ursus. It seemed his brother-in-law had indeed put in a lot of effort after learning he was coming.

He also has many capable and competent people around him—but then again...

(Chopsticks...and Ursus food? This...)

Doesn't this food combination seem a bit too strange?

Crown Prince Wei Su stared in astonishment at the food being served by a maid. Although it appeared to be Ursus food, the utensils they were to use were chopsticks! Unheard of! This was truly unheard of!

Wei Su knew that the people of Ursus ate with knives and forks! And apart from the Great Yan and a few other regions, very few people in the world knew how to use chopsticks...

And her brother-in-law also uses chopsticks. In other words...

Wei Su scrutinized his future brother-in-law with deep eyes. He watched as Yang Hao skillfully used the mahogany chopsticks in his hands, albeit with an awkward yet practiced demeanor, to cut and clamp the tender pork chops.

He uses chopsticks with remarkable skill, as if he had been using them since birth—a habit typically found only in regions where chopsticks are widely used as tableware...

Ah! If only there were a bowl of rice here!

In this way, Wei Su could be more certain of his brother-in-law's background!

He sighed silently and then began to enjoy his lunch.

The moment the pork chop entered his mouth... Crown Prince Wei Su's face changed.

Seemingly noticing Wei Su's discomfort, Mr. Yang Hao offered a bitter explanation:

"Although I have had my maid adjust the seasoning to suit the tastes of Yan Kingdom... Ursus does not have the unique spices of Yan Kingdom, and due to its location in a cold region, our flavors here are heavy on oil, salt, sweetness, and sourness... I'm sure Your Highness will not be able to get used to them."

"...We don't need to be so formal with each other. But you're absolutely right, I don't really like this kind of strongly flavored food. Brother-in-law, have you been eating like this for the past few years?"

"...No, not really. The moderate tastes in Kazimierz have given me a bit of a break lately. But the food at Kazdel Palace is just too bland for me."

The Crown Prince of Yan looked at Yang Hao with pity: You are a duke of a country, but what kind of rubbish are you eating?

Is this really the kind of food a duke should eat? Although Wei Su really wanted to ask, "Is this just you faking it?", seeing Yang Hao's eating manner, which he had already gotten used to, he understood: this man had crawled too far in the desert of food, to the point that he had almost forgotten the sweet nectar brought by the food of his hometown.

This is not possible!

Especially when he thought about his younger sister's impending marriage to Ursus, and especially when he thought about how his beloved princess, who had caused the Great Yan a lot of trouble but was also a favorite in the royal family, would be forced to eat such coarse food...

Crown Prince Wei felt he had to do something to show his support.

“After we become in-laws, at least we won’t have to suffer so much in terms of food.” Crown Prince Wei Su placed his chopsticks on the chopstick rest and sighed earnestly to Yang Hao: “The seasonings and spices of Great Yan are not expensive items. These are things that ordinary people can enjoy. In the future, our two countries can trade with each other. Of course, I will give you more high-grade and luxurious seasonings, and naturally, there will be no shortage of chefs. If that’s really not possible, it is only right that you come to the capital of Great Yan to enjoy the food often.”

"Ah this——"

“My father and I don’t want to see Wei Qing suffer from your tastes. Alas! Brother-in-law, you’ve suffered so much these past years!”

"..."

I have absolutely no idea what to say.

This was the first time Yang Hao had received sympathy since arriving in Ursus.

And to his dismay, he realized that he really didn't have any reason to refute it.

Chapter 201

The meal and casual conversation with Crown Prince Wei Su didn't take too long. Crown Prince Wei Su revealed that besides visiting his brother-in-law, his more important purpose in coming was to personally capture the members of the Anti-Demon faction from Yan Kingdom and bring them back to the country, so as to prevent them from disgracing the Great Yan aristocratic clan.

"Although they are a bunch of low-class fools who only care about their own interests, they are still the gentry of the Great Yan. If possible, I hope that once you discover their traces, you can let us deal with them—of course, we will also look for their trail."

"May I ask those aristocratic families what exactly happened?"

"They're just idiots who've been driven mad by some disgusting rumors. But even if they're idiots, their Originium Arts are real."

Crown Prince Wei Su stopped there and didn't reveal any more. He only repeatedly emphasized, "Leave them to me to handle."

Yang Hao thought to himself, "This might be a test for Crown Prince Wei Su." So he agreed—as long as those anti-demon faction members from Yan Kingdom didn't directly harm his side, letting Crown Prince Wei Su's Yan Kingdom members handle it wouldn't be a bad thing. Besides, he could get Margarita to help find their trail! So, doing this as a favor for his brother-in-law... wasn't unreasonable.

But then again...

Until Crown Prince Wei Su left satisfied, until the people of Yan, out of sympathy, left behind a pile of spices and seasonings they had brought for the bewildered people of Ursus...

"...He didn't actually eat much, did he?"

Yang Hao looked at Crown Prince Wei Su's tableware with a strange expression; he had only taken a few bites of the pork chop on it.

“After all, I don’t know the tastes in Yan Country, so even if it’s a last-minute adjustment…” Monica, the head maid behind him, lowered her head apologetically. But could he blame her? Of course not! So Yang Hao gently stroked his head maid’s earlobe to comfort her, then gently kissed her forehead:

"It's not your fault, Monica—sigh, more importantly, don't I have any plans for the rest of the day?"

"Yes, you don't have any scheduled activities on your schedule. But Miss Karina said she'd like to give you a briefing tonight on her recent work. Not archaeological work, but a briefing on diplomatic work with the Kazdel government."

"Then... is there anything else?"

"Hmm...? That's all. You're free to move around until next week—after that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, you'll need to personally oversee the handover of the city. And because those anti-demon faction members haven't been completely eliminated yet, so..."

“I understand. Oh, right, Monica, I’ll arrange some classes this afternoon... I need to prepare Green before I go back home.”

"Yes."

After much thought, I realized I really have nothing to do lately. Aside from asking Margarita to use her [prophecy] ability to help me find members of the Demon-Hating Faction, I've been idling around anyway...

Why not learn how to make dolls from Ms. Norsen? But then again...

(Why do I always have this ominous feeling?) Mr. Yang Hao racked his brains, thinking, could it be that his little secret with Ms. Norson has been discovered?

No, that shouldn't be possible... right?

Mr. Yang Hao returned to his room, puzzled, intending to rest briefly before class.

And on the other side...

In Margarita and Mrs. Northumberland's room.

"teacher?"

"Hey? Margarita, what's wrong?"

"No... I just wanted to ask, teacher, are you still going to class today?"

"Yes, that's right."

Looking at her teacher in her black dress... Margarita was filled with confusion... but she was already prepared...

She lay on the bed, scrutinizing her teacher's attire. Seeing her teacher dressed so elegantly, and noticing her inexplicable expectant expression... Margarita suddenly realized... perhaps... her teacher had already, without her knowledge, developed a very deep relationship with Yang Hao?!

She puffed out her cheeks slightly... and just then... Ms. Northumbers was about to leave.

"Well, Margarita—I'm going to get ready. I'll be back later, you get some rest!"

"Um... Goodbye, teacher."

"Goodbye."

Ms. Northumber opened the door and left. Margarita noticed something strange in the teacher's skirt pocket... was it some kind of chewing gum inside a plastic bag?

"Aren't normal blood demons supposed to be unable to eat those things?" Margarita was extremely confused... but she was incredibly agile!

She stayed in the room for about five minutes.

After figuring out that Ms. Northumbers had arrived at the classroom, Margarita quietly left her room.

She couldn't use her prophetic abilities; she simply followed Ms. Northumbers' scent, wandering aimlessly down the corridor. She discovered that Ms. Northumbers hadn't gone directly to the classroom; she had taken a long, circuitous route...

She first went to the toilet, then went to the warehouse to move medical mannequins, and finally seemed to deliberately go to Miss Karina's room.

Ok?

"Is this... that they didn't go in?"

Margarita stood puzzled in the hallway outside Miss Karina's room, sniffing at the scents emanating from it. The teacher had only lingered at the door for a while but hadn't gone in. And there was no trace of Miss Karina's scent... so what was going on?

...

There is a problem, absolutely there is a problem.

Margarita blinked dryly, and finally followed the teacher's scent to the classroom.

Hmm... from here on, the smells became complicated. It wasn't just the teacher's, but also Yang Hao's... their scents intertwined, creating a strange, mixed aroma... Margarita didn't quite understand what this meant... but she did understand one thing.

The door is locked, but that's okay!

She could peek through a crack in the door and see what's going on inside!

So Margarita looked around for a while... making sure there were no security cameras or soldiers passing by... she held her breath and quietly walked to the door.

(There are strange noises coming from inside...) She first pressed her ear to the door to listen to the strange sounds coming from inside... (But, she should still check it out, shouldn't she?)

Then, the little bat stretched out her finger and gently traced several vertical lines along the edge of the door with her fingernail.

With a faint, almost inaudible sound... a crack appeared.

Although there aren't many things to see, it should be enough, right?

The little bat pressed its face against the wall in confusion.

Then she saw her teacher kneeling in front of her childhood sweetheart, sucking on something from his lower body.

Chapter 202

...

What is this?

The little bat's eyes widened as she stared at everything before her in disbelief. Although she truly didn't understand what was happening, she thought, "But teacher! What are you doing?!"

Why would you kneel before my childhood friend and do this to him?! And it seems like this isn't the first or second time... And what does this even mean in the adult world? Teacher, you didn't teach me this, I don't understand...

In my memory, whenever Professor Norson brought up the question of "how to have children and form a family," she would always chuckle and tell me, "You're too young, I'll tell you later..." But...but ...

Teacher?! Are you trying to steal Yang Hao from me, just like that Kosic?!

Margarita's eyes were brimming with tears. But the innocent little bat peeked through the crack in the door at what was happening inside, and for some reason, she felt a sense of excitement... the excitement of having witnessed something she shouldn't be learning now... the excitement of wanting to master it all. And the excitement stemming from a mixture of curiosity, nervousness, unease, anger, frustration, and even a little bit of joy about what her teacher and childhood friend were doing...