Black Belly Summoner: Strong on the Evil Emperor

All parts of the country are closely preparing for this quota competition. In the four major families in Kyoto, the atmosphere is even more tense. Many children are practicing hard day and night, hoping to win one of the fifty places. Enter Zifeng Academy.

The same is true for the Nalan family.

Every day, the martial arts arena is full, with fierce discussions and comparisons, this is basically the case every day during this period.

Only Nalan Zhenyue, apart from going to see Wenqing and her brother and sister, basically practiced by herself, and occasionally the fat man would bring some medicine to her.

Some of those potions were bought by Fatty from Liu Mo, and some were refined by himself.

The potions that the fat man refines are basically improved, or strange, and of course there are semi-successful ones.

The disciples in Nalan's mansion also noticed it with a little more attention. They thought that the third prince was tired of Nalan Zhenyue, but they didn't expect that the relationship between the third prince and Nalan Zhenyue seemed to be... Better?

There are always people who feel uncomfortable and want something to happen before they are reconciled.

In the half month after Wen Qing and Wen Jing were brought to the mansion by Nalan Zhenyue, Wen Qing's injuries were basically healed, and the wound on Wen Qing's broken arm was the same. There is nothing general about it, except that the little girl Wen Jing has become more introverted, everything else is fine.

Wen Qing said that he would work for Nalan Zhenyue that day and never mentioned it again, but the careful Nalan Zhenyue still noticed Wen Qing's change.

The original Wen Qing was poor and shabby, like a weak scholar, with a noble spirit even in his bones, as if living in his own world.

After that incident, Wen Qing's injuries were only a little bit better. He would pay attention to those martial arts disciples of Nalan's family, and even secretly watched them compete. He was caught a few times and was almost beaten.

But also because of this, many children of the Nalan family knew that he was brought in by Nalan Zhenyue.

A lady of the direct line brought a strange and injured man back to live in. Although there was nothing inside, there were always people who wanted to get something out of it on purpose, so new rumors arose in Nalan's house.

Some people said that Wen Qing was a little boy, and Nalan Zhenyue took a fancy to him, so he brought him back, and taking him in because he was injured was just an excuse.

People who deliberately smear always want to intensify gossip to the greatest extent.

Naturally, Nalan Zhenyue heard these rumors, but it was nothing painful to her.

In the evening, she and Huohuo just finished their dinner.

"Ma'am, this roast chicken is really good, can I ask the kitchen to give you two?" The little guy said with his eyes blinking, the corners of his mouth were still wet with grease.

Nalan Zhenyue glanced at it, and slowly uttered two words.

"Food!"

"Miss, this is in the process of development for your husband, do you understand the process of development?" The little guy turned serious.

"A foodie is a foodie, why make excuses?" Nalan Zhenyue flicked it.

Just as Huo Huo was complaining, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Nalan Zhenyue was not surprised at all, and said to Huohuo: "He is here, open the door."

It's Wenqing.

The higher Nalan Zhenyue's cultivation level, the concentration of her mental power made her more and more sensitive to the things around her.