The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

The Nine Heavens Mystic Bird tilted its head, seemingly trying to understand Little Fairy's words.

After a moment of silence, it flapped its wings and flew unsteadily to Little Fairy, nuzzling her face with its head.

"Chirp~"

The voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of ingratiation.

Xiao Xian'er's body stiffened slightly.

She could sense the sincerity of the Nine Heavens Mystic Bird.

"snort."

Xiao Xian'er snorted and turned her head away, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up.

"You're smart to know what's good for you."

She reached out and gently touched the head of the Nine Heavens Mystic Bird.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Bird squinted its eyes, nuzzled its head against her palm, and let out a satisfied cry.

"Chirp chirp~"

Little Fairy couldn't help but laugh, and scratched its little chin with her finger.

"From now on, follow me, and I'll protect you."

"Chirp!"

The Nine Heavens Mystic Bird cried out happily, flapping its wings and clinging tightly to Little Fairy.

Murong Qing squatted to the side, resting her chin on her hands, watching this scene with sparkling eyes, her heart melting.

"So cute..."

Wang Long sat on the stone bed, watching Xiao Xian'er and the Nine Heavens Mystic Bird reconcile, and smiled.

"Little Fairy".

"Um?"

Xiao Xian'er turned her head and looked at Wang Long.

"From today onwards, it's one of us, so you all have to get along well."

Little Fairy nodded and gently patted the little head of the Nine Heavens Mystic Bird.

"no problem!"

"Chirp~"

The Nine Heavens Mystic Bird obediently let out a cry.

Wang Long stood up from the stone bed and stretched his limbs.

"Come on, it's time for us to get out of here!"

He stood up, took Murong Qing's hand, and pushed open the door to the inner room.

Wang Long was very worried about Ye Niannu's current condition, wondering if the Nine Heavens Mystic Bird could immediately join the battle.

The outer room.

Luo Hanyi was pacing anxiously back and forth when she saw the two of them come out. She stopped in her tracks, her gaze falling on Wang Long, and she was immediately stunned.

"You... peak fifth rank?!"

Her voice changed, filled with disbelief.

Luo Hanyi's gaze then fell on Murong Qing.

Murong Qing's face was flushed, with traces of tears still remaining at the corners of her eyes, and her lips were slightly swollen. She exuded a completely different aura than before.

Luo Hanyi was very familiar with that kind of temperament.

It's the feeling of a girl transforming into a woman.

Luo Hanyi's face flushed slightly.

She instantly understood what Wang Long had done by taking Murong Qing to the inner room earlier.

These two...

They actually went to practice dual cultivation!

This is a matter of life and death, and the old man still has such thoughts?

What's most infuriating is that they didn't even invite Luo Hanyi to come along!

Her feelings were indescribably complicated.

Luo Hanyi sighed inwardly.

If His Highness the Crown Prince finds out, I wonder what will happen to Wang Long.

Luo Hanyi shook her head, banishing those chaotic thoughts from her mind, and said seriously.

"Even if you break through to the peak of the fifth rank, you are still no match for Zhao Pojun."

Wang Long didn't refute, he just smiled.

"Madam, don't worry, I have another helper."

Luo Hanyi was taken aback.

"What kind of helper?"

Wang Long stretched out his hand, and the black bird hopped from his shoulder into his palm, standing there and tilting its head to look at Luo Hanyi, its dark grape-like eyes full of curiosity.

"Chirp!"

It called out to Luo Hanyi in a childish and adorable voice.

Luo Hanyi looked down at the furry little thing, her brows furrowing slightly.

"This is……?"

"A ninth-grade spirit beast, the Black Bird."

Wang Long's voice wasn't loud, but it exploded in Luo Hanyi's ears like a thunderclap.

Luo Hanyi's pupils suddenly contracted to their maximum size, and she froze on the spot, her mind going completely blank.

A ninth-grade spirit beast?

Black bird?

Ancient mythical beasts?

This... little chick?

Luo Hanyi's gaze fell on the little creature, carefully sensing its aura.

A powerful pressure that made her tremble emanated from the little creature. Though faint, it carried an innate nobility and antiquity.

That's a suppression based on bloodline.

It's like a rabbit encountering a tiger; it's born to kneel in worship.

Luo Hanyi's expression changed.

As a seventh-rank martial artist, she actually felt genuine fear in front of this newly hatched black bird.

"This...how is this possible..."

Her voice was trembling, and the way she looked at Wang Long had completely changed.

How many secrets does this man still hold?

First came the Heavenly Rank Spiritual Artifact, then the Artifact Spirit, and now even the Ninth Rank Spiritual Beast, the Nine Heavens Mystic Bird, has been brought out.

Any one of these items would be enough to drive the entire Great Qian Dynasty crazy.

Wang Long offered no explanation, but instead took out a porcelain bottle from his robes and poured out a pill.

The pill was golden in color, with nine-colored patterns flowing across its surface, and emitted a rich medicinal fragrance that was almost solidified.

The aroma of the medicine filled the sealed room; just one whiff was enough to invigorate one's spirit and activate one's spiritual energy.

Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill.

Murong Qing's gaze fell on the pill, and she froze.

She had heard her father say that the ancestors of the Great Qian Dynasty had once obtained a Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill, which was regarded as a national treasure and had saved the life of an emperor at a critical moment.

That pill was a ninth-grade pill.

There is only one of its kind in the entire Great Qian Dynasty.

And now, Wang Long actually has one in his hand too.

"Uncle... what is this...?"

"The Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill!?"

Wang Long handed the pill to Murong Qing.

"Qing'er, quickly give it to His Highness the Crown Prince."

Murong Qing took the pill in disbelief, her fingers trembling.

Her eyes instantly reddened, and tears welled up in them.

"Old man... why are you being so kind to this princess..."

Her voice was choked with sobs, almost choked with tears.

Wang Long reached out and gently rubbed her head.

"We are already family."

No matter what, the Crown Prince is Wang Long's brother-in-law, and he can't just stand by and watch him die!

Tears welled up in Murong Qing's eyes. She stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around Wang Long's neck, and kissed him hard on the cheek.

"Old man, this princess will belong to you for life!"

After saying that, she released Wang Long, turned around and ran to the stone bed, carefully stuffing the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill into Murong Hao's mouth.

The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, and a warm medicinal power flowed down his throat into Murong Hao's limbs and bones.

His chest caved in at a visible speed, his broken bones healed, his torn muscles regrowed, and his pale complexion quickly regained its rosy hue.

In the blink of an eye.

Murong Hao opened his eyes.

He sat up abruptly, gasping for breath, and looked down at his unharmed chest, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"I...am I still alive?"

Murong Qing threw herself into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Brother! You scared Qing'er to death!"

Murong Hao put his arm around her and gently patted her back to comfort her.

"I'm fine now, I'm sorry to have worried you."

Murong Hao was very curious about how he had survived without any injuries.

Full of energy and vitality.

Murong Qing wiped away her tears and told Murong Hao the whole story.

Murong Hao looked at Wang Long in disbelief.

"Did you save me?"

Wang Long nodded slightly and said dismissively.

"Your Highness, there's no need to be so polite. After all, we're all family now."

Upon hearing this, Murong Qing blushed slightly, nodded gently, and echoed softly.

"Brother, Qing'er... is already Uncle's woman!"