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Chapter 11

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In her dreams, she felt her throat was itchy and coughed uncontrollably.

As usual, Wen Qiao was woken by her coughing.

She was in a curled position while coughing with her mouth covered. Her thin body under the quilt trembled, and her cough was intermittent.

A hand was placed on her back which patted gently to comfort her badly shaking body with a cough.

Her cough stopped gradually. Wen Qiao blinked, her thick and upturned eyelashes fluttered like the wings of a butterfly. She turned her head to look at the person who was patting her with a muddled look as if she wasn’t awake.

“Do you feel better now?”

She nodded in a slow-witted manner and looked silly.

A man with a moon-white robe got up, the collar band was slightly opened, revealing his delicate collarbone and a part of his chest. His long black hair fell smoothly on his chest and showed his skin was white as jade.

The gentle smile on his handsome face was like an early breeze, gently brushing over her heart.

“Good morning Ah Zhuo. Do you want to wake up?” Ning Yu Zhou asked.

Wen Qiao nodded. She recalled that she had married the Seventh Prince of the Tanglin Kingdom yesterday. It was not the Ji Shui Yard of the Wen family here.

Ning Yu Zhou carefully helped her up from the bed. There was an indescribable tenderness, just as his image.

Wen Qiao gazed at him for a while. She sat beside the bed with her fingers tucked between her sleeves and said with a low voice, “Can I let Lian Yue come in?”

Ning Yu Zhou replied to her with a smile. He went to call Lian Yue after he had changed his clothes behind the screen.

After a while, Lian Yue and a few servants came in to serve her.

While Wen Qiao was dressed up, she went to the dining parlour with the guidance of the maidservant and saw Ning Yu Zhou was already sitting inside.

The dining table was full of spiritual foods made from ingredients that were rich in spiritual vitality, which the ordinary ingredients couldn’t compare with. It wasn’t merely rich in spiritual vitality but also tasted good.

Ning Yu Zhou beckoned her to sit down. He placed a cup of porridge, which was made from purple-spiritual rice, in front of her and put a pumpkin-shaped bun on a plate in front of her.

“Have a try to know whether it suits your preference.” Ning Yu Zhou said with a soft tone.

Of course, it was her preference.

Even the head of the Wen family couldn’t enjoy various types of spiritual food extravagantly. It could be seen that the Ning family was wealthy, even the prince who was unable to cultivate could live such an extravagant life.

But Wen Qiao guessed that since Emperor Cheng Hao doted on him, the Emperor might send all kinds of good stuff to the Seventh Prince’s Palace.

Wen Qiao didn’t eat much. She stopped eating when she was half-filled.

“You don’t like it?” Ning Yu Zhou asked.

“Nope, it’s very delicious. It’s just because I don’t have a good appetite.” Wen Qiao explained. She appreciated his efforts, but she felt that he wished her to become chubby.

While she was thinking about it, she saw the man sitting beside her looked sorry and said with a sad tone: “You ate too little. These spiritual foods have milder spiritual vitality and they are good for your health.”

Wen Qiao thanked him and promised to eat more next time.

Ning Yu Zhou could not help laughing at her seriousness. He wanted to tell her something, but while he saw her sitting there looking at herself, he just gently patted her thin back.

After they finished their breakfast, they went to the palace to meet Emperor Cheng Hao, the Emperor of the Tanglin Kingdom, and the Ning family.

Even though the Seventh Prince’s Palace was situated beside the royal palace, the servants still prepared a demon-beast carriage. The Seventh Prince helped Wen Qiao to get up the carriage. They sat on the carriage and headed together towards the royal palace. They got down the carriage after they reached the Zi Chen Palace.

In the Zi Chen Palace, there were about 20 members from the direct line of descent in the Ning family headed by Emperor Cheng Hao.

Wen Qiao didn’t see Ning Hua Yuan, who had gone to the Wen family to discuss the date of their marriage.

She quickly understood the situation, the Ning clan who’d attended possibly shared the same status with Emperor Cheng Hao and Ning Yu Zhou. Although Emperor Cheng Hao paid attention to the marriage of his most doted on son, there were still limitations because Ning Yu Zhou was unable to cultivate.

Ning Yu Zhou led Wen Qiao to salute Emperor Cheng Hao.

Ning Yu Zhou didn’t look like Emperor Cheng Hao, the Emperor had a dignified appearance with a fathomless rank of cultivation. On the other hand, the Fifth Prince Ning Ping Zhou, who was standing beside them, looked like the Emperor.

Emperor Cheng Hao looked relieved. He gave Wen Qiao a present and said, “I hope that the both of you can get along.”

“We will. Thank you, Father Emperor.” Ning Yu Zhou said with a smile.

Wen Qiao also thanked the Emperor.

Next, they met the other members of the Ning clan. First, they met the members who shared the same status as Emperor Cheng Hao. Then, they met the other members who shared the same status as Ning Yu Zhou in the Ning family.

The Ning clan treated Wen Qiao politely. Even though they looked unfamiliar, at least they were courteous.

A cute young lady who was wearing a light green coloured thin silk skirt went forward and said, “Seventh Sister-in-law, I am Ning Yao Zhu. Since I am ranked ninth in the family, you can also call me Ah Jiu. I want to be friends with our pretty Seventh Sister-in-law. Can I visit you often at Seventh Brother’s Palace?”

Wen Qiao winked at Ning Yu Zhou.

“You better don’t. Ah Zhuo has a weak constitution, she is different from the others.” Ning Yu Zhou said with a smile.

Different?

After listening to his words, the elders had no reactions, but the younger generation couldn’t help and laughed.

Ning Yu Zhou was rude to her as usual.

The Ninth Princess, Ning Yao Zhu’s facial expression was slightly stiffed. Before she continued her words, Ning Yu Zhou had already led Wen Qiao to meet another member of the Ning family.

The Ninth Princess’ face was flushed with anger because Ning Yu Zhou had no consideration for her sensibilities.

After their family meeting, Ning Yu Zhou and Wen Qiao returned to their palace, the other members of the Ning family also left.

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Ning Yao Zhu followed her brother Ning Ping Zhou to the Ning family’s martial training field. She said angrily, “Ning Yu Zhou! Who does he think he is? If it wasn’t Father Emperor doted on him, how would a waste cultivator be respected by the Ning family?”

Ning Ping Zhou looked calm without giving any response.

Not all of the Ning clans who gathered in the Zi Chen Palace were the descendants of Emperor Cheng Hao. According to the rules in the Ning family, every member from the direct line of descent in the Ning family would be a prince and princess who shared the same status and resources as the descendants of Emperor Cheng Hao.

Ning Ping Zhou and Ning Yao Zhu weren’t the descendants of Emperor Cheng Hao, they were the child of Emperor Cheng Hao’s brother.

They knew Emperor Cheng Hao wasn’t their father, but they still called him “Father Emperor”. They respected Emperor Cheng Hao’s rank of cultivation, but they wouldn’t respect the Seventh Prince, who was unable to cultivate.

How could a waste cultivator use the resources of the Ning family? Moreover, he even sent so many precious resources to a stranger as if he took the resources for granted.

That was the reason Ning Yao Zhu hated him.

The spiritual energy in the Tanglin Kingdom was thin and the cultivation resources were rare. In the eyes of a cultivator in the Tanglin Kingdom, the Ning family was wealthy. But to the cultivators of other kingdoms, they were nothing. Except for the Third Prince Ning Zhe Zhou and the Fifth Prince Ning Ping Zhou, who were the talented disciples of the Ning family, the cultivation resources for the other disciples in the Ning family were insufficient. They could only strive for themselves to get the cultivation resources they needed.

But Ning Yu Zhou kept sending the Ning family’s cultivation resources to a stranger who made no contribution to the Ning family. How could Ning Yao Zhu be happy with it?

The other members of the Ning clan shared the same thought with Ning Yao Zhu.

However, due to their respect for Emperor Cheng Hao, they couldn’t express their feelings freely as Ning Yao Zhu.

When they almost reached the martial training field, suddenly, Ning Ping Zhou said, “After one and a half months, Lin Tai Hunt Valley will open. I’ve heard that Ning Yu Zhou will attend the event.”

Ning Yao Zhu was stunned. She asked with a distrustful tone, “Are you sure? What the hell’s he doing there?”

“I don’t know. But I heard that Father Emperor had ordered some hidden bodyguards to protect him in the Lin Tai Hunt Valley.”

“Ah Jiu, you don’t have to be at odds with him. Since Ning Yu Zhou wasn’t able to cultivate, even if he had various resources, he would die within a hundred years. Besides that, he will pay for his rudeness in the future.” Ning Ping Zhou persuaded his sister.

Ning Yao Zhu understood his words, but she hated Ning Yu Zhou.

At the same time, she hated Wen Qiao, who’d married Ning Yu Zhou.

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Today, they met with too many people. Wen Qiao can’t even remember any of them.

When they were back at the Seventh Prince’s Palace, Wen Qiao sent out the maidservants around. She was holding the flower pot to check on the Beauty Retaining Flower.

Ning Yu Zhou wasn’t in the room. He was called away by the steward while they were back.

Wen Qiao once again started to cultivate. While she was saving spiritual energy, she was also sending her spiritual energy to the sprouted Beauty Retaining Flower at the same time.

By her efforts, the Beauty Retaining Flower slowly grew an inch high, and two leaves sprouted. Its fragile appearance resembled the seedling in her palm.