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

Wang Long excitedly walked to the sedan chair and lifted the curtain.

A faint, pleasant fragrance wafted from inside the sedan chair, refreshing and delightful.

The interior of the sedan chair was more spacious than I had imagined.

A thick velvet blanket was laid out, with a soft cushion on each side and a small table in the middle, on which sat a pot of warm tea, steaming gently.

Luo Hanyi leaned against the soft cushion on her left, supporting her forehead with one hand, and closed her eyes to rest.

She wore a moon-white long dress, her long black hair was simply tied up in a bun, with a few strands falling over her shoulders, which made her already fair face look even more aloof and otherworldly.

Her face was flushed, and she was in great pain, trying her best to suppress the backlash.

"Madam..."

Hearing the noise, she slowly opened her eyes and saw Wang Long bending down to crawl in. She gently raised her jade finger and flicked it towards the sedan curtain.

The sedan curtain fell silently, cutting off both sight and sound from the outside world.

Outside the sedan chair.

Shen Yue and his guards stood on either side of the sedan chair, while Qin Minglan rode Ta Xue alongside them, and the accompanying servants whispered among themselves.

"Was that old man called into the sedan chair by the First Madam?"

"That's right, he probably did something wrong and was punished by the First Madam."

"Serves him right. A horse breeder who always flaunts his power, now he's getting his comeuppance."

"Shh, keep your voice down, that old man is now the First Madam's favorite..."

"A favorite? So what if he's a favorite? He's still just a servant. The First Madam can hit him or scold him as she pleases."

The group chuckled softly, their faces filled with schadenfreude.

Qin Minglan was also a little worried when she heard this.

That old man wasn't really punished by his sister-in-law, was he?

wait?

Qin Minglan heard Luo Hanyi's abnormal breathing and instantly understood.

"It seems my sister-in-law needs this old man's help to suppress the backlash; no one else can know!"

Thinking this, Qin Minglan ordered the servants around her to move aside so as not to disturb Luo Hanyi and Wang Long.

at the same time.

Inside the sedan chair.

Wang Long's consciousness was somewhat hazy, and he only felt that the true energy in his body was circulating wildly at an unprecedented speed.

The true energy surged from Luo Hanyi's body, pouring into his meridians like a floodgate opening, rampaging and crashing with an almost violent force.

wrong.

This time is different from before.

Wang Long suddenly opened his eyes wide, his pupils shrinking sharply.

"Madam, you—"

"Shut up."

Luo Hanyi gritted her teeth, squeezing out the words, but her body was trembling slightly, and large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, dripping onto Wang Long's chest.

Her eyes were already somewhat unfocused.

This is a process of transferring merit!

"Madam, have you gone mad?!"

Wang Long was filled with shock and anger.

"I'm telling you to shut up!"

Luo Hanyi's voice was hoarse and weak, yet it carried an undeniable ruthlessness.

A trickle of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, dripping down her chin and onto Wang Long's clothes, a shocking sight.

Luo Hanyi thought that she could suppress it on her own once she reached the mid-stage of the sixth rank, but that was not the case.

She needs Wang Long to be stronger and survive the competition.

This choice was made after careful consideration!

"Why...why—"

"The outcome of this competition represents the face of the Marquis's mansion and is also related to its future interests."

Luo Hanyi interrupted him, her voice icy.

Wang Long was stunned.

Looking at her flushed, sweat-covered face, and at her eyes that were clearly unfocused yet still stubborn.

This woman...

She wasn't trying to hurt him.

She's helping him!

But why did she choose this method?

Forcing her to transfer the power would cause her great harm.

This woman is insane!?

"Madam, you will—"

"I will be fine! In this competition, you are only allowed to win, not lose!"

Luo Hanyi gritted her teeth, and her internal energy circulated even more wildly.

After an unknown amount of time, Luo Hanyi finally stopped.

She collapsed onto the cushion, panting heavily, looking as if she had been pulled out of the water.

His clothes were soaked, his hair was disheveled, and his face was as pale as paper.

Meanwhile, on Wang Long's side—

That enormous true energy circulated wildly within his body, and the Chaos Creation Saint Body absorbed, transformed, and compressed it with all its might.

The meridians are expanding, the bones are being tempered, and the flesh and blood are being reshaped.

The shackles of the pinnacle of first-class achievement finally gave way at this moment, shattering with a deafening roar!

Wang Long felt a jolt, and an unprecedented power surged from his dantian, flowing throughout his body.

Early stage of Rank 2, Blood Tempering Realm!

He has finally broken through his cultivation level!

But at the moment of breakthrough, he felt the true energy within his body continuing to rise.

Early stage of Rank Two...

The middle stage of the second grade...

It kept going until it reached the late stage of the second rank before finally stopping!

Wang Long stared wide-eyed at his hands in disbelief.

Late stage of Rank 2?

One breakthrough, breaking through three levels?

How is that possible?

"Madam... thank you..."

Wang Long raised his head and looked at Luo Hanyi.

Her face was deathly pale, her lips were bloodless, and she was as weak as a fallen leaf that could be blown away by the wind at any moment.

But those eyes remained as cold and aloof as frost.

"Shut up."

Luo Hanyi's voice was so weak it was almost inaudible, yet it still carried an undeniable air of authority.

"I don't want to hear your nonsense."

Wang Long opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found his throat tight and he couldn't utter a single word.

He took a deep breath, reached out, and gently supported her waist.

Luo Hanyi froze, wanting to push him away, but found she didn't even have the strength to lift her hand.

"you……"

"Madam, don't move."

Wang Long's voice was deep and gentle, carrying an unprecedented seriousness.

"This old servant will help you."

As he spoke, he activated the Chaos Primordial Saint Body within his body, circulating the "Yin Yang Harmony Technique" to transfer a wisp of warm spiritual energy back into Luo Hanyi's body.

Earthworms burrow into the soil, churning and turning freely.

Luo Hanyi's delicate body trembled as she felt a warm current coursing through her meridians, dispelling her fatigue and emptiness.

Her complexion gradually regained some color.

"you……"

Luo Hanyi looked at him, a complex expression flashing in her beautiful eyes.

This old man, even though he had just broken through and his spiritual energy was still unstable, immediately thought of helping her stabilize it.

"Rest assured, Madam, this old servant will not let you down and will secure the championship in this competition!"

Wang Long looked at Luo Hanyi with a serious expression; he had never been so determined before!

Suddenly, a commotion arose from afar.

"Make way! Make way! Everyone make way!"

A high-pitched eunuch voice rang out.

Wang Long curiously lifted a corner of the sedan curtain and looked outside.

A large group of people was marching along the long street.

Leading the way were two rows of golden-armored warriors, wielding long halberds, with stern faces and exuding a fierce aura.

They were all martial artists of the fourth rank or above.

Behind the golden-armored warrior were eight pure white steeds pulling an extremely luxurious carriage.

The carriage was made entirely of Phoebe zhennan wood, carved with dragons and phoenixes, and the roof was inlaid with a fist-sized luminous pearl that emitted a soft glow in the morning light.

The carriage curtains were made of brocade, embroidered with phoenix patterns in gold thread, which were very lifelike.

Two palace maids followed on each side of the carriage. They were dressed in light pink palace attire, with beautiful faces and light steps. Short swords hung at their waists, so they were obviously not ordinary people.

Behind the carriage followed a group of eunuchs, led by an old eunuch with a white face and no beard, dressed in a purple python robe, exuding an extraordinary air.

Wang Long's gaze fell on the carriage, and he muttered to himself in confusion.

"Whose carriage is this?"

Luo Hanyi followed his gaze, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly.

"That's Princess Yongning's carriage."

"Princess Yongning?"

Wang Long was taken aback.

"The most favored princess of the Great Qian royal family, the emperor's darling."

Luo Hanyi explained patiently.

"It is said that she was exceptionally talented, having already reached the fourth rank at the age of fifteen, making her the most dazzling genius among the younger generation of the royal family."

Just then, a gust of wind blew by.

The wind lifted a corner of the brocade carriage curtain.

Wang Long's gaze swept over unintentionally, but he froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

The moment the curtain was lifted, he saw the scene inside the carriage.

A young girl is lounging lazily on a soft couch...