"Don't talk nonsense!" Banxia felt that her voice was trembling.
"How could I be talking nonsense? I saw it with my own eyes!" Shifang widened his eyes and vowed to defend the honor of his prince.
"What did you see!"
Banxia and Bai Wei were not to be outdone.
"I saw the mouth of the princess kissing my prince!" Shifang yelled these words, and the surrounding area fell silent.
Banxia and Bai Wei covered their mouths with their hands, their pupils trembling.
Suddenly, the three of them looked in the same direction with great joy.
The tall and thin figure, shrouded in a wide robe, was so ethereal that it seemed as if it was about to fly away in the wind at any time.
Her fairy-like and beautiful appearance still had a hint of confusion at this moment.
Obviously, he didn't know when he appeared, but he must have heard the conversation between the three of them.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!"
The three people in shock reacted and hurriedly knelt down to salute.
Zhao Yun's eyes were still a little dazed.
Ning Qingyan kissed him? Why didn't he know...
For a moment, Zhao Yun had mixed emotions in his heart. He didn't know whether it was regret or luck.
Regret that you missed something, but also glad that you didn’t know it?
"Shifang..." He opened his lips slightly, but gave up the idea when Shifang looked over anxiously.
"Stand back, don't talk nonsense." Finally, Zhao Yun warned the three of them.
"yes……"
The three of them did not dare to say anything.
Zhao Yun turned around and left, but after turning his back on the three of them, he couldn't help but raise his hand and gently stroked his equally cold lips with his cold fingers.
His spirit was unstable and he suffered from serious old illnesses. The body condensed with his spirit always had a cool feeling.
However, when his fingertips touched his lips, and what Shifang had just said came to his mind, he felt that his lips, which were originally cool, turned hot.
The hot feeling spread from his lips to the base of his ears, giving his ears a faint blush.
Zhao Yun entered the house, but did not go back to the bed to rest. Instead, he stood sideways behind the door, raising his sense of consciousness to the highest level.
The voices of the three people reached his ears again.
"When did my master kiss your prince? Shifang, you can't spread rumors!"
This is Bai Wei's voice.
Zhao Yun lowered his eyes lightly and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.
This was the first time in his life that he had done this kind of eavesdropping.
"How could I lie? It was just yesterday! Our prince was in a coma, and the princess wanted to give him medicine, but she couldn't get it in, so she used her mouth..."
Shifang is trying hard to defend.
Zhao Yun couldn't hear the sound behind him.
There was a layer of sadness in his eyes. 'So, this is what the so-called kiss is.'
…
Ning Qingyan, who was on the other side of the city lord's palace, had no idea what was happening outside the two small courtyards.
She threw the medicinal materials prepared by Fukawa into the warm water and said to Zhao Xingmeng, who was wearing single clothes: "You will sit in the barrel for a while, and I will use silver needles to disperse the energy in your body. With the help of these medicinal powers, you
You can absorb the dispersed energy into your own bones, flesh and blood. If you are lucky, you can take advantage of the opportunity to break through the first level of "Tianwu" and enter the path of physical cultivation."
Zhao Xingmeng took a deep breath and nodded solemnly.
In anticipation, he was still a little uneasy.
However, Ning Qingyan's usual tone gave him great comfort.
"The process is very painful, but you must persevere. Remember the formula I just told you. Once the power is released, use the formula immediately." Ning Qingyan reminded.
Zhao Xingmeng's expression became more solemn.
Ning Qingyan looked at Fuchuan and Ning Qingze again, "Since you two are staying, keep watch over him. Don't let him be in pain or hurt himself, and you should also pay attention to his condition. Remember.
, it is normal for the skin to ooze blood, crack, and even hear the sound of broken bones. Wait until the water in this bucket is clear again, and then you can help him out."
Fukawa and Ning Qingze also nodded solemnly.
Ning Qingyan took out a small porcelain bottle from her arms and threw it to Fukawa: "If he faints in the middle, feed him one."
"Yes, Lord Ning!" Fukawa held the porcelain bottle tightly.
Zhao Xingmeng couldn't help but swallow, and the anxiety in his heart became even stronger.
But, at this point, he must not back down.
Ning Qingyan explained everything and took out the silver needle.
Zhao Xingmeng also plucked up the courage, took off his clothes, and sat in the barrel.
Ning Qingyan inserted silver needles into several large points on his body and then left the room.
After she left, the door was immediately closed, cutting off everything.
Ning Qingyan did not go far, but sat down in the courtyard and looked at the outline of the Wuwu Forest as far as the eye could see.
After a while, painful sounds came from the room.
Ning Qingyan's eyes paused slightly, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
The physical training techniques she gave to Ning's disciples were just some basic physical techniques.
This physical technique can strengthen their physique, widen their meridians, and regulate their constitution.
However, it is not the real physical skill of demon cultivator.
"Tianwu" is a book about medium-level physical skills. The most important thing is that it is a book about physical skills that can be upgraded.
"Tianwu" has been practiced to the extreme, and can tear the sky apart with bare hands. The physical body is a peerless magic weapon, and it is also the ultimate defensive treasure, integrating offense and defense.
This demon cultivating physical technique was not from Hongmeng Daozang, but was obtained by chance a thousand years ago.
At that time, Ning Qingyan was very curious about the 'Demon Body' mentioned in "Tianwu".
But unfortunately, at that time, after turning into a demon, she had already practiced the magic arts and body arts that were more suitable for women to practice, and "Tianwu" was more suitable for men to practice, so she put it aside.
However, although she did not practice, she still studied "Tianwu".
Unexpectedly, a thousand years later, Zhao Xingmeng would come to her door automatically, so she naturally used "Tianwu" on him.
As Ning Qingyan recalled it, Zhao Xingmeng's suppressed and painful voice could be heard from time to time in her ears.
She had no tolerance for this.
Because she clearly knew how much gain Zhao Xingmeng would gain once he passed this level.
…
Ning Yan was busy outside and had no idea what her granddaughter was doing.
If she had known that she had the audacity to cripple the Third Prince's Yuanli cultivation, even if it was of his own free will, she would probably scare him out of his wits.
It's not that the emperor is afraid of causing trouble, but that he will be intimidated by his granddaughter's boldness!
From day to night, Zhao Xingmeng's painful voice gradually disappeared when night fell.
After a while, the door opened.
Ning Qingyan looked back and saw Fuchuan and Ning Qingze walking out with pale faces.
The corner of her mouth curled up.
I'm afraid these two people have never seen the scene of magic power transforming the body, so they were frightened.
"Master Ning, he passed out." Fuchuan came to Ning Qingyan and told her about Zhao Xingmeng's situation.
This result was inevitable. Ning Qingyan nodded, walked between them and entered the house.
Fukawa followed in without hesitation, while Ning Qingze hesitated for a moment, but still followed.
Entering the room, there was still a faint smell of blood inside...