Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 31 Yu Zhen: Oh no, I was ambushed

Chapter 31 Yu Zhen: Oh no, I was ambushed
Although it was already evening, Yuzhen still asked Gong Niang to redress her.

She sat in front of the bronze mirror, watching the palace lady in the mirror putting her hair into a bun and adorning it with heavy gold, silver and jewels.

She inherited the beauty of Concubine Zhen. Even if you search the entire Kyoto city, you may not be able to find a woman who is more beautiful than her.

"This time when I meet Zhao Qi'an... I'd better say something nice."

Yu Zhen felt that the reason Zhao Qi'an rejected her several times before was that he was just angry.

After thinking it over, she decided to take a step back and give in to Zhao Qi'an.

The reason why he was rejected last time was probably because the children in the Health Care Hall were all raised with great effort by the Zhao family, and he was rejected because he asked for too much.

This time I only want one, and it’s an unrelated one. He has no reason to refuse, right?

Yuzhen looked at herself in the mirror carefully. After applying light makeup, her already outstanding face looked even more delicate.

She was quite satisfied, and even wondered what kind of reaction Zhao Qi'an would have when he saw her later.

But at this moment, the maid she sent to invite Zhao Qian'an came back.

The maid seemed to be drunk. When she came to Yu Zhen, she was still a little dizzy. She was stunned for a long time before hurriedly bowing: "Your Highness."

"When will Zhao Qi'an come?"

"The Prince Consort...he said he couldn't come."

The smile on Yu Zhen's face froze, and he stood up suddenly: "What? He's not coming?!"

The maid was frightened and knelt down quickly: "Your Highness, calm down."

Calm down?
Yu Zhen was so angry that she was about to explode.

I asked Zhao Qian'an many times, but he still refused?

This time she was even more nice to him. She specifically told the maid to be polite when she met the Prince Consort!
As a result, Zhao Qian'an slapped her hard in the face.

Yu Zhen took a few deep breaths and said with suppressed anger: "I will go there myself. I don't believe Zhao Qi'an won't come!"

The maidservant suddenly remembered something and stretched out her hand to persuade him: "Your Highness, you can't go now..."

"Go away!"

Yu Zhen didn't listen and walked away.

This is the princess's mansion, her own home, where can't she go?
……

When Yuzhen brought a few maids and angrily came to Zhao Qi'an's courtyard.

Several maids came to the courtyard, their nostrils twitched slightly, and their expressions suddenly changed.

But Yu Zhen didn't notice it. She was so angry at the moment that she didn't even pay attention to the slight strange smell.

Holding the hem of her skirt, she walked up the stairs and found that the gate was ajar. Without thinking, she pushed it.

"Squeak..."

The courtyard door was pushed open a crack, and a strong smell rushed out from inside, rushing towards Yu Zhen's face.

Who is Princess Yuzhen?
She is a daughter of a rich family. She has never been exposed to anything dirty or smelly since she was a child. Even when she goes to the toilet, her maids always wait by her side with sachets in their hands to ensure that there is no strange smell.

"What...what's this smell...ugh..."

Yu Zhen felt dizzy when she was hit by the smell in the courtyard.

The stench is fishy, ​​and the fishy smell is bitter...

The pungent smell made her burst into tears instantly.

Is this Zhao Qi'an... cooking shit in the yard? !
He actually went to such lengths to avoid seeing me?!

Yu Zhen covered her mouth and nose and vomited with a pale face.

The pungent smell made her tears flow non-stop. Her eyes were as red as a rabbit's. She cried, "Mr. Zhao, you are so cruel!"

She didn't even see Zhao Qi'an and quickly led her men back.

... "Master, why is the door open?"

In the yard, the ugly slave who was fanning the fire noticed that the gate was open.

Zhao Qi'an glanced outside the courtyard and calmly put the Tianxin vine powder in his hand back into the medicine bag.

If too much of this medicinal ingredient is added, the taste of the medicine will become extremely fishy.

However, it will not affect the final efficacy of the medicine, just boil it for a while longer.

He replied nonchalantly, "Perhaps the gate was blown open by the wind. Go and close the gate to prevent anyone from coming in."

"Eh."

The ugly slave responded, stood up to close the gate and bolted it.

And when she closed the gate, the pot of medicine had reached the most critical moment.

When Zhao Qi'an controlled the heat and added the last medicine, the originally unpleasant smell gradually faded away, and the originally turbid and black medicine liquid also became clear little by little.

In the end, the pot of medicine liquid actually produced a faint fragrance.

Even the medicine liquid became as clear as amber, but a little sticky.

The ugly slave took out the paper ball stuffed in his nose, sniffed it, and said in surprise: "It smells so good? Is it broken?"

"What's broken, this is done!"

Seeing her stretching out her finger to dip it in the liquid medicine to taste, Zhao Qi'an slapped her hand in anger and said, "You use your mouth to taste everything. Have you forgotten the time you tasted ashes? Change this bad habit of yours."

The ugly slave quickly retracted his hand, obviously still a little frightened by what happened last time.

Zhao Qi'an said, "Go get a bathtub, and bring the little Taoist priest along."

"Eh."

……

After the medicine was poured into the bathtub, the ugly slave also brought the little Taoist boy out from the inner room.

Zhao Qi'an quickly helped the little Taoist boy take off his clothes, picked him up and put him into the bathtub.

After the little Taoist boy's body was soaked in the amber-like liquid, Zhao Qi'an came behind him, pressed his hand on the top of his head, and slowly injected spiritual power from the palm of his hand into the little Taoist boy's body.

The ninth level of martial arts is the bone refining stage.

Generally speaking, normal people can only practice martial arts after the age of twelve. If they practice martial arts before the age of twelve, premature bone tempering will only lead to incomplete bone development and affect subsequent practice.

But there is a way to practice before the age of twelve.

That is to ask a martial artist of the fifth level or above Zhoutian realm to protect the child who has just embarked on the path of martial arts. Use his own spiritual power to protect the child's bones and slowly guide the power of medicine to temper the child's bones, so that the child can start the path of cultivation in advance.

As for why it is a warrior above the Zhoutian realm?
That’s because only warriors at the fifth level of the Zhoutian realm can break through the limitations of the meridians, allowing spiritual energy to break through the body and form a great Zhoutian cycle.

Warriors below the fifth rank are unable to release and control their spiritual power freely.

This has led to fifth-rank warriors being highly sought after. Even if they are down and out, they can make a fortune just by being invited by a noble family to teach their children about martial arts.

Zhao Qi'an originally wanted to ask other fifth-rank warriors to teach the little Taoist boy martial arts, after all, he is now "nurturing the fetus".

But after knowing that the little Taoist boy was the target of the "Savior Church", after much thought, he decided to enlighten him himself.

After Zhao Qi'an's spiritual power was slowly injected into the little Taoist boy's body, it quickly flowed through his meridians throughout his body and finally attached to his bones.

Then, the medicinal power of the medicine began to flow into the little Taoist boy's body frantically, forming a small vortex in the bathtub.

The power of the medicine was so strong that even the little Taoist boy, who always had a stern face, changed his expression. He groaned and frowned.

"Relax your mind and concentrate on refining."

When Zhao Qi'an's reminder rang in his ears, the little Taoist boy endured the discomfort, sat cross-legged in the bathtub, and tried his best to refine the power of the medicine.

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