Ning Qingyan never expected that on her wedding night, she would have to stay alone in her empty boudoir!
This goes against her original plan!
She even didn't expect that Zhao Yun's body was so weak that he could faint just by talking.
Suddenly, a light flashed in Ning Qingyan's mind, and she suddenly became enlightened.
She sat up from the bed, punched the bed board, and gritted her teeth and said, "Isn't this guy too sick to be able to do that? That's why he is so resistant!"
After thinking about this, Ning Qingyan's face suddenly darkened.
She seems to have tricked herself!
If she had known that Zhao Yunzhong was of no use, she would never have married him.
Originally, Ning Qingyan thought very simply.
Get married, bridal chamber.
When the Kunyuan Body is activated, she can start the true cultivation mode.
In just one night, Zhao Yun's role will be over.
Under the same roof, two people can not interfere with each other.
If it doesn't work out, she can move back to Ning Mansion and not have anything to do with Zhao Yun.
If Zhao Yun can hold on until she enters the Mysterious Way and achieves some success, she can also refine a pill that can improve his innate deficiencies and change his fate against the odds.
It can be considered as repayment for his help tonight.
If Zhao Yun can't hold on... it's just fate.
What Ning Qingyan said before was not entirely to deceive Zhao Yun.
If she really has his flesh and blood after the two of them spend the night together, Ning Qingyan will be born. This is cause and effect.
If not, Ning Qingyan would also look after Zhao Yun and protect the Dahao Dynasty for a period of time in the future.
It's a pity that Zhao Yun didn't give her this chance.
Ning Qingyan was still wearing a wedding dress, sitting cross-legged on the bed and frowning in thought.
'Does it mean that before we have a bridal chamber, I have to heal his body first? At least he can restore that aspect of his function.'
Ning Qingyan thought hard about countermeasures in her heart.
Zhao Yun is not her. His weak body cannot bear such overbearing methods.
For example, when she was just reborn, she used the ghost clan's secret technique to drive Yin Qi to make elixirs, which not only healed the injuries on her face, but also eliminated the poison in her body. She could use it, but Zhao Yun could not.
He is a guy who hangs on his life. If he uses the ghost clan's methods to improve his inherent deficiencies, he may only end up dead.
"How about trying the method of the Demon Spirit Clan?" Ning Qingyan said to herself.
Thousands of years ago, in the mainland, hundreds of tribes were prevalent and it was the peak of Xuan Dao. Ning Qingyan rebelled from the righteous path and turned into a devil. During the process, he experienced things that ordinary people could not imagine, and he also learned many secrets of other tribes by accident.
Among them, the ones who learned the best are the ghost tribe and the demon spirit tribe!
This is because the learning of secret arts by these two clans does not require spiritual support, nor does it need the talent of the clan as a foundation.
"It still doesn't work. The secret technique of the Demon Spirit Clan requires bone removal and replacement, and it must be done at a young age. Zhao Yun has passed his best period and can no longer use the Demon Spirit Clan's secret technique."
Ning Qingyan sighed in her heart.
Suddenly, she thought of Hongmeng Daozang. She couldn't help but try to communicate with it, "As Daozang, you have collected all the techniques, secret techniques, and secrets of hundreds of tribes since the beginning of the world. Is there nothing you can do about it?"
"..." Hongmeng Daozang didn't want to pay attention to her.
"Don't be so aloof."
"Hello!"
Ning Qingyan wished she could pluck Hongmeng Daozang out of her soul.
"..." The aloof Hongmeng Daozang is still aloof.
"Hongmeng?"
"Daozang?"
"……Tibetan?"
No matter how Ning Qingyan called, Hongmeng Daozang remained motionless and gave her no response.
Unknowingly, Ning Qingyan fell asleep.
When she opened her eyes again, it was already dawn.
…
"Princess, are you awake?"
Outside the door, a question came from the maid.
Ning Qingyan recognized the voice of Banxia.
"Wake up." Ning Qingyan responded and sat up from the bed.
The door was pushed open, and the leading people who came in were indeed her four maids.
Following them were several former maids from the palace.
A group of people gathered around her washing and changing clothes. They seemed not surprised at all that Zhao Yun was not in the room.
"The prince said that after breakfast, he would go to the palace to express his gratitude." Bai Wei said in a low voice.
Ning Qingyan looked at herself in the mirror. The woman's hair tied up in a bun didn't really match her green face.
Suddenly, she understood why Zhao Yun thought she was too young yesterday.
After hearing Bai Wei's words, she responded casually.
It wasn't until she went to have breakfast that Ning Qingyan saw Zhao Yun again, who had passed out yesterday.
Today, his face seems a little paler.
'So weak?'
Ning Qingyan frowned without leaving any trace and walked towards him.
"Madam is here, take a seat." Zhao Yun was still as gentle and elegant as ever, making people feel like a spring breeze.
Ning Qingyan took an empty seat and sat next to him, looking at him without hesitation.
Zhao Yun's calm and composed expression showed a crack in her gaze. "Madam, what's on my face?"
"I'm looking to see how long you can survive."
As soon as Ning Qingyan said these words, the expressions of the palace servants waiting in the hall all changed, and their eyes looking at Ning Qingyan became unkind.
"Ahem." Zhao Yun didn't look angry either. He lowered his eyebrows and coughed twice before his eyes narrowed.
"Did Madam see anything?" Zhao Yun asked with interest.
Ning Qingyan squinted her eyes. What she saw on Zhao Yun's face was as if the secret had been concealed. It was obvious that he had died young, but it was unpredictable.
"I can't tell." Ning Qingyan said truthfully.
At least, he won't die these days, so that's fine.
Zhao Yun smiled nonchalantly, "It seems that I won't die yet."
"Yeah." Ning Qingyan nodded.
Zhao Yun is not her enemy, and she doesn't want to make so many twists and turns.
Therefore, she just needs to find a way to achieve her goal as soon as possible.
"Let's have a meal." Zhao Yun said this, but what he picked up was a bowl of dark medicinal soup.
Ning Qingyan's eyes flashed, "Can I take a look?"
Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly and handed the medicine bowl to her.
After Ning Qingyan took it, she smelled it on the tip of her nose.
They are all normal tonic medicines, and they are very mild, so there are no problems.
Her eyes moved and she returned the medicine bowl.
…
After finishing the meal, Prince Ding's carriage was ready.
Ning Qingyan went to the palace again, but this time she went not as the eldest daughter of the Ning family, but as Princess Ding.
Her marriage to Zhao Yun was granted by the emperor.
Therefore, according to the rules, after they get married, they must enter the palace to express their gratitude.
Originally, I still needed to visit the Queen Mother.
But the Queen Mother had passed away many years ago, so they skipped this link.
The emperor and empress entertained them a meal in the palace and gave them many rewards before letting them leave the palace.
Ning Qingyan noticed that most of the rewards from the emperor and empress were medicines to nourish the body, and some were unique medicinal materials that were hard to find outside.
It seems that they are all concerned about King Ding's health.
Ning Qingyan couldn't help but curse in her heart, 'You care so much about Prince Ding, but do you know that he is not good at it?'