Chapter 1

The sky is slightly bright, and the maid Lianyue is busy.

Lianyue is small in stature and not very strong. She is better than her quick hands and feet. She is also a diligent person.

Putting the copper basin with hot water on the shelf, Lian Yue had just entered the inner room and found that the people in the room had already woken up and were leaning on the bedside and coughing softly.

Lian Yue hurriedly walked over and gently patted the back of the coughing master. Seeing her coughing so hard that her back was bent over, she said softly, "Miss, your medicine is three days late, and the servant will go to the front medicine hall in a moment. Urge it."

Speaking of this, Lian Yue frowned slightly, knowing that she didn't know if she could get the medicine, but she couldn't watch her young lady suffer from illness every day.

The cough seemed to take away all her strength, and when she finally calmed down, Wen Qiao leaned against the maid, her breath a little weak.

"Miss..." Lian Yue looked at her worriedly.

"Need not."

Hearing the weak voice of the master, Lian Yue hesitated, but looking at her pale face, she didn't say anything.

Wen Qiao is the daughter of Wen's family and the only girl in the family.

It was supposed to be golden and jade, and was born with the family's expectations, but because of the innate frailty, even if you have the talent of the sky, you are also limited by the natural tendons that are weaker than ordinary people, unable to bear too much vitality, and lag behind in the way of cultivation. Others, it is the inadequacy of the superior, and the excess of the inferior.

Liyue pity her young lady very much. Whenever she sees her working hard to practice the Wen family's martial arts, she is limited by her frail body and is unknowingly despised and ignored by the Wen family. Even the usual medicines are occasionally used by some greedy servants. can't help but think, if the eldest man and his wife hadn't died in the monster riot, at least the young lady had a support in the Wen family, instead of disappearing like a transparent person among the many descendants of the Wen family.

Wen Qiao knew nothing of the maid's thoughts. After washing up under the maid's service, she sat down at the Eight Immortals table for breakfast.

Breakfast is porridge made with ordinary white rice.

The white porridge is ointment, and it is fragrant and delicate. Although it is not Lingmi, it still tastes good. With the side dishes carefully marinated by Lianyue, it is refreshing and delicious.

However, Lianyue felt that her own young lady ate too little, and the young lady who cultivated martial arts in other academies did not eat a few bowls of rice. The cultivator would have consumed more energy than ordinary people, and could only make up for it from food, even if she Miss Jia only cultivates for less than half a day every day, which is also cultivation.

After breakfast, Wen Qiao sat in the flower hall and took out the "Saint Wu Continent Travel Notes" that had been turned over a few pages yesterday.

Lianyue neatly packed the house and went out.

Half an hour later, Lianyue came back. She didn't say anything about going to the front to urge the medicine just now. Wen Qiao didn't ask, and the result was the same.

Lianyue held a Danhuang flower in her hand. The layers of petals, red and bright, were inserted on the desk, it was really beautiful.

Lian Yue asked, "Miss, do you look good?"

Wen Qiao glanced at it, but her voice was still cool and cold, "It's beautiful."

Although there was no hint of praise, Lianyue was still very happy and said happily, "Today is your wedding day, Miss, the slaves know that the Wen family will not hold a wedding ceremony for Miss, maybe they have forgotten it, but The slave will not forget it! When the slave passed Changchun Garden just now, she saw the Danhuang flower in full bloom in the garden. I heard that this is the favorite flower of the fourth young lady. Others are not allowed to pick it casually, so the slave secretly folded one back. A gift for our lady..."

Wen Qiao's movement of holding the book paused slightly, and her normally cold face showed a stunned look.

Lianyue saw that although she regretted mentioning it, she couldn't pretend that she didn't know anything.

If even she forgets, who else in this world will remember that her young lady has reached her wedding age?

The Dongling Kingdom emphasizes martial arts over literature, and does not pay much attention to traditional customs. However, if most of the wealthy families attach importance to their children, they will still hold the customs meticulously, showing the importance of their children, and also showing their own family to the world. Excellent offspring.

It is a pity that Wen Qiao is not among the outstanding descendants of the Wen family.

Lianyue sighed, although her young lady was born noble, she was born weak due to the death of both parents.

Just when Lianyue thought that today is still no different from the past and will pass by in a calm way, a major event happened in the Wen family that could change the lives of their master and servant.

The monarch of Dongling, Emperor Cheng Hao, bestowed the marriage for the seventh prince and the third lady of the Wen family, Wen Qiao.

After the Wen family received the imperial decree, everyone was stunned.

When the second wife of the family, Mrs. Liu, came to Jishuiyuan, she saw a thin girl sitting in the corridor reading a book.

She leaned against the mottled corridor, and her black hair like crow feathers hung down softly, making her icy skin and snow face even paler and colder. She was wearing a light blue half-old skirt, without a trace of ornaments on her body, like a green bamboo, clear and light, holding a book in her hand, sitting quietly with her eyes down, she was cold and elegant, which was particularly beautiful.

Occasionally, when she coughed lightly, her thin body trembled slightly, which added a bit of incomparable weakness to her, and taught people to feel pity.

When Lianyue found the second lady, she stepped forward to greet her in surprise, and asked, "Why is the second lady here?"

The second lady was a little embarrassed.

She is a very busy person, taking care of the whole family, so she has no time to care about Wen Jia, a transparent person. Although the principle is this, but being asked so frankly by a little girl, the second lady is somewhat uncomfortable.

Wen Qiao stood up slowly, looking at the second lady with a pair of clear eyes.

Those eyes were cold and unwavering, dark and bright. Although they were beautiful, they were too cold. The second lady was uncomfortable when she saw her, and said with a smile on her face: "Ah, congratulations, the emperor bestowed the marriage for you and the seventh prince. The imperial decree has just arrived at Wen's house."

Ah Yi is Wen Qiao's nickname, taken by the deceased eldest master of the Wen family for his only daughter.

Lian Yue was taken aback, "Really? The Seventh Prince?"

The second lady nodded, seeing Wen Qiao still with that cold and cold look, no emotion or anger, as if nothing in this world could shake her heart. The second lady sighed inwardly, although the seventh prince Ning Yuzhou was a well-known cultivator who was not as famous as the third and fifth princes, who were prodigies in the sky, but he was deeply favored by Emperor Cheng Hao. Aw, the Seventh Prince is much luckier.

Even though they wondered why Emperor Chenghao chose Wen Qiao as his wife for the seventh prince, they did not dare to discuss it on the surface.

After informing them of this, the second lady did not stay and left soon.

After Lianyue finally digested this gift of marriage, she looked at her young lady's peerless face, her heart a little blocked.

The Shengwu Continent respects martial arts, and the practice of martial arts prevails. Although Dongling Country is only a small country in the east of the Shengwu Continent, it is also influenced by the atmosphere of the mainland. , to break away from the flesh and mortal, and achieve the body of God and man.

The Wen family is an old-fashioned family in the Tanglin Kingdom. It is said that there was a powerful man who ascended the Dao and ascended to the upper realm. It not only left countless cultivation resources for future generations, but also made the commoner Wen family become Dongling. The aristocratic family of the country is not low in the Tangling country.

The descendants of the Wen family are also very competitive. There are very few direct disciples who have no spiritual roots, and they all follow the way of martial arts.

Although Wen Qiao was frail and sickly, when he was tested for his aptitude at the age of five, he was found to be a top-grade Yuan Linggen aptitude. He has also cultivated with great care over the years. Although he has made little progress, he is still better than some mortals who cannot cultivate.

Wouldn't it be a slap in the face to let a martial artist marry a mortal?

What's the use of the seventh prince being favored by Emperor Hao again, isn't he still a waste? A mortal who is unable to cultivate will have a life span of a hundred years, how can it be compared with a martial artist?

Not long after the second lady left, someone else came to Jishuiyuan and brought Wenqiao's medicine.

Lianyue saw the familiar white jade bottle, opened it, smelled it, and said in surprise, "It's an elixir and a spring pill!"

Wen Qiao's mother was sick in her womb, and ordinary medicines had little effect on her, so it was best to use elixir. However, elixir is hard to find. Even the Wen family with profound background cannot provide elixir to treat a girl who has little contribution to the family every three days. Most of them give ordinary Huanchun Dan.

Lianyue was very happy, and hurriedly poured water to make her young lady take the medicine quickly, while sighing: "It turns out that this marriage has such benefits, it's really great."

As if she was not the one who hated the seventh prince and couldn't cultivate.

After Wen Qiao swallowed Huanchun Dan, she only felt a warm current spread out in her muscles and veins, and that kind of bone-biting pain was relieved a lot.

The elixir is definitely not comparable to ordinary pills.

Lianyue saw that her expression was much better, and she was also happy. She thought to herself, even if the seventh prince is a waste, she would recognize her as long as her young lady could take some more elixir to ease the pain on her body and make her live better.For a long time, she asked for nothing.