"Even if you go through the back door, you still have to take the exam." Beichen Ye helped her rub her temples.
Mu Qianyu's blurred eyes shone slightly and said, "So you have connections?"
"Don't think about that, go back and spend some time in seclusion and reading." Beichen Ye flicked her forehead gently.
Mu Qianyu bulged her mouth and lay on his lap without saying a word.
Beichenye chuckled lightly and continued to rub her head.
Mu Qianyu was so drowsy as the carriage was jolting that he fell asleep unknowingly.
When he woke up the next day, Mu Qianyu still obeyed and went into seclusion in the training room of the palace.
It was not troublesome for her to practice. Sitting in the center of the great spirit gathering formation, she used the Dragon Control Technique and a hundred times the power of an ordinary person was absorbed into her body. It continued to circulate in her body and eventually merged into her Dantian.
A whirlpool of spiritual power gradually gathered in the sky above the palace. The spiritual power surged in large quantities and even condensed into a substantial white mist. The sound was so powerful that it alarmed the entire imperial capital.
Everyone was a little panicked at first, because the appearance of a super powerful person in the imperial capital might be a threat. They didn't breathe a sigh of relief until they discovered that the gathering place of spiritual power was above the Regent's Palace.
Judging from this terrifying momentum, it must be the regent who is practicing.
Bei Chenye then became a scapegoat. In order to cover for Mu Qianyu, he lived in the alchemy room next to the training room, dismissed his servants, and naturally did not go out to go to court.
From then on, the Regent's Mansion refused to see visitors, and the spiritual vortex hovered over the imperial capital for a whole month. There were two large fluctuations in this month, which seemed to be breakthroughs or something else.
People guessed it was the latter. After all, no one could achieve two breakthroughs in a month, not even a peerless genius like the Prince Regent.
But what they didn't expect was that someone in the world who was more talented than their regent was also in the Great Zhou Imperial Capital, and over there was their regent concubine.
After a month of seclusion, Mu Qianyu broke through two realms from a junior spiritual master to a high-level spiritual master. Although she had not yet reached the spiritual realm, she had never practiced for such a long time. Her mental strength was getting tired, so she was ready to leave early.
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Pushing open the door of the training room, Mu Qianyu felt a coldness rushing towards her face. Late autumn had quietly left during her training period, and was replaced by the cold early winter.
It was still early summer when she came, so more than half a year had passed.
"Squeak." The door next to her opened at the same time. She turned around and saw Bei Chenye, dressed in black, walking out. His skin was even more translucent against the color of snow, making her want to take a bite.
But his expression was not very good, and he seemed to be worried about something.
"What's wrong?" Mu Qianyu asked, "Did anything happen while I was in seclusion?"
Beichen Ye strode over, took her hand and touched her pulse.
Mu Qianyu shrank his hands but did not break away, so he had no choice but to let him go.
As a result, Beichen Ye's face became darker after checking her pulse. He looked up at her with a broken light flashing in his eyes: "Has it started?"
"There are just a few cracks on the meridians. It doesn't affect my cultivation, nor does it affect my eating and drinking." Mu Qianyu said, putting her hand on his palm, smiling relaxedly: "Don't worry."
When Beichen saw her at night, he noticed that her face was a little pale. When he touched her pulse, he noticed that there was a crack in one of her meridians that ran through her lungs.
This crack is neither an injury nor a disease, it is as if it should have existed in the first place.
This is the suppression of heaven.
It is the initial reaction of the super-grade spiritual root when it enters death. The moment all the meridians appear cracked and all split open, it is the time of death.
Although he had known for a long time that the Super Spiritual Gen was bound to experience this, the moment it actually happened, he still felt as if his heart was split open.
"Look at your expression. Nothing's wrong with me. And haven't we found a cure? You'll be fine soon." Mu Qianyu saw that his expression was getting darker and he quickly comforted him.
Bei Chenye ignored his joke, stared into her eyes, and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"A little bit, it's not serious." Mu Qianyu smiled nonchalantly: "Okay, my daughter will definitely be here soon. She should think more about you when she sees you like this."
Beichen Ye held her in his arms and said in a soft but firm voice, "I will make you get better, I will."
Mu Qianyu leaned on his chest and gently curved the corners of his mouth.
The cracks in her meridians showed their presence all the time, sending a tearing pain to her brain that was difficult to ignore.
She sighed slightly, as expected, no one in the world can have talents that others do not have for no reason, and they all have to pay a price.
She used to think that this price was nothing more than this, but only now did she realize that it would not be easy to bear.
"Mom, daddy."
As expected, Nannan ran over quickly. Although she was not afraid of the cold, she was not as thinly dressed in winter as in summer. She changed into a red embroidered flower jacket. From a distance, she looked like a festive and tender little dumpling.
A smile suddenly broke out on Mu Qianyu's face. He stood up straight from Bei Chenye's arms and squatted down to open his arms towards Nannan.
Nannan threw herself directly into Mu Qianyu's arms and said happily: "Mother is finally out of isolation. Xiaobao misses her so much."
"Mom, I miss my little baby so much." Mu Qianyu kissed her chubby little face twice, and the smile in his eyes almost overflowed.
Nannan held Mu Qianyu's face with her two little hands and was about to kiss it, but she stopped before she was completely close. She looked at Mu Qianyu repeatedly with her dark eyes, and after a moment she said: "Mother, your face doesn't seem to look good.
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"Really?" Mu Qianyu finally understood why Beichenye could tell at a glance that she was entering the countdown to death.
"Yes." Nannan looked worried: "Did mother get injured while practicing?"
Mu Qianyu smiled and shook his head and said, "Mother has never been in seclusion for so long. She is just tired. She just needs a rest."
"Oh, mother, please let Xiaobao come down, mother, eat something and have a good sleep." Nannan said quickly.
"Okay." Mu Qianyu looked at her slightly anxious expression and put her down as instructed.
"Prepare meals." Beichen Ye said to Haitang beside him, then he bent down, picked up Mu Qianyu and headed towards the main courtyard at the back.
Mu Qianyu was startled and whispered: "If you let me down, it's not like I can't leave?"
Beichen Ye's mood had not yet calmed down at this moment. He felt his chest was congested and he walked straight forward without saying a word.
Seeing this, Mu Qianyu knew that she couldn't defeat him, so she had no choice but to follow him.
Along the way, the servants of the palace lowered their heads automatically when they saw this scene, fearing that if they were too slow and saw something they shouldn't, they would be silenced in the future.
Mu Qianyu couldn't struggle, so she hugged his neck and put her weight on him. After all, she was really in pain.