What Should I Do if My Husband Is the Future Demon King?

The sky was slightly bright, and the maid Lianyue became busy.

Lianyue is thin and small, with little strength. She is better at her hands and feet. She is also a diligent person. She takes care of the Jishui Yard up and down neatly, and the third lady who is waiting for the Jishui Yard, Wen Qiao, is also very careful.

Putting the copper basin with hot water on the shelf, Lianyue had just entered the inner room and found that the people in the room had risen and were leaning on the bedside coughing quietly.

Lianyue hurriedly walked over, gently patted the back of the coughing master, watching her coughing her spine down, distressed, and whispered: "Miss, your medicine is three days late, and the servant girl will go to the front medicine hall for a while. Hurry up."

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

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

"Miss..." Lianyue looked at her worriedly.

"No need to."

Lianyue stopped talking when she heard the master's weak and feeble voice, but seeing her pale face, she didn't say anything.

Wen Qiao is the concubine of Wen's parents and the only girl in the long room.

It was supposed to be gold and jade noble, and was born under the expectation of the family, but because of natural weakness, even with the natural resources, it is also limited by the natural tendons to be weaker than ordinary people, unable to bear too much vitality, and lags behind on the path of cultivation. Others are just inferior to the superior and more to the inferior.

Lianyue pityed her own lady very much. Whenever she watched her work hard to study Wenjia's martial arts, she was limited by her infirmity and was ignored by the Wenjia unknowingly. Even the medicine she took regularly was occasionally taken by some greedy people. To deduct, I couldn't help thinking, if the old man and his wife didn't die in the monster riots, at least the young lady has a trust in Wen's family, instead of being obliterated by the many descendants of Wen's family like a transparent person.

Wen Qiao didn't know anything about the maid's thoughts, and after washing up under the maid's help, she sat at the table of the Eight Immortals and had breakfast.

Breakfast is plain rice porridge.

The white porridge is creamy and creamy. Although it is not ling rice, it tastes good. It is refreshed and delicious with Lianyue's carefully marinated side dishes. Even if Wen Qiao has no appetite, I ate half of it.

However, Lianyue feels that her lady eats too little. The other ladies in the martial arts cultivator do not have a meal or several bowls of rice. The cultivator will consume more energy than ordinary people, so she can only make up for it from food, even if she does. Miss Jia only practices for less than half a day a day, she is also cultivating.

After breakfast, Wen Qiao sat in the flower hall and fetched the look of "Shengwu Travels on the Continent" that was turned a few pages yesterday.

Lianyue cleaned up the house quickly and went out.

Half an hour later, Lianyue came back. She didn't say about the medicine she had just gone to the front. She didn't even ask Wen Qiao, and the result was the same.

Lianyue was holding a Danhuang flower in her hand, with layers of petals, red and radiant, inserted in the desk, it was really beautiful.

Lianyue asked: "Miss, do you look good?"

Wen Qiao glanced, her voice was still cold, "good-looking."

Although she couldn't hear a hint of compliment, Lianyue was still very happy, and said with joy, "Today is the day for you and Yan, Miss. The slaves know that Wen's family will not hold a gift for Miss. Maybe they have forgotten it, but The maidservant will not forget it! Just now when the maidservant passed through the Changchun Garden, she saw that the Danhuang flower in the garden was in full bloom. I heard that this was the fourth lady’s beloved flower. Others were not allowed to pick it casually, so the maidservant secretly folded one back. A gift for our lady..."

Wen Qiao's movement of holding the book paused slightly, and the face that had always been cold and stunned.

Lianyue saw that although she regretted mentioning it a little bit in her heart, she couldn't be regarded as ignorant of it.

If you forget her, who else in the world will remember that her young lady has been satiated?

The Tanglin Kingdom places great emphasis on military and culture, and does not pay much attention to traditional customs. However, if most of the decent families value their children, the customs are still meticulously held, showing the importance of their children, while also showing the world their own personalities. Excellent descendants.

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

Lianyue sighed. Although her lady was born noble, she was born weak because of the death of her parents. It is not easy to grow to be this size. Others cannot demand more.

***

Just when Lianyue thought that today is still no different from the past and will pass flatly, Wen Jia has a major event that can change the lives of their masters and servants.

Emperor Cheng Hao, the Emperor of Tanglin, married Wen Qiao, the seventh prince and the third wife of Wen Jia.

After Wen Jia received the imperial decree, everyone was shocked.

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

She was leaning against the mottled pillars, and her black hair like a feather of crows dangled softly, making her icy and snowy face even more pale and cold. She wore a pale blue half-old skirt, without a trace of ornaments on her body, like a green bamboo, light and light, holding a book in her hand, sitting quietly with her eyes down, cold and elegant, and exceptionally beautiful.

Occasionally, when she coughs lightly, her thin body trembles slightly, adding a bit of weakness to her, which makes her feel pity.

Lianyue found the second lady, and she was surprised to ask for peace, and asked: "Why did the second lady come?"

The second wife was a little bit ridiculous.

She is a busy person, in charge of the whole family, how can she have time to care about a transparent person in Wen's family. Although Li was the reason, the second lady felt a little uncomfortable when asked so bluntly by a little girl.

Wen Qiao stood up slowly, looking at the second lady with Qing Junjun's eyes.

Those eyes were cold and cold, dark and bright. Although beautiful, they were too cold. The second lady was uncomfortable by her, and smiled on her face: "Ah, congratulations! The emperor sent someone over today to give you peace. The prince gave the marriage."

Ah Hu is Wen Qiao's nickname, the deceased Master Wen Jia took for his only girl.

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

The second wife nodded, seeing and hearing that Qiao was still in a cold and cold appearance, and there was no happiness or anger, as if nothing in this world could shake her heart. The second wife sighed secretly. Although the seventh prince Ning Yuzhou is a well-known cultivating waste material, his reputation is not as good as the third and fifth princes, but he is favored by Emperor Chenghao. What he wants is more sick than the frail. Alice, the seventh prince is much luckier.

Even though they wondered why Emperor Cheng Hao would choose Wenqiao as his wife for the Seventh Prince, they did not dare to discuss it in the open.

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

After Lianyue finally digested this gift of marriage, she looked at her majesty's majestic face, and her heart was a little confused.

The Holy Martial Continent respects martial arts, and the wind of martial cultivation prevails. Although Tanglin Kingdom is only a small country in the east of the Holy Martial Continent, it is also affected by the mainland atmosphere. , Break away from the mortal womb and become the body of **** and man.

The Wen family is a veteran family in the Tanglin Kingdom. It is said that a powerful person who has aspired the way and soared to the upper realm once appeared in the ancestors. Not only has it left countless training resources for future generations, but also made the Wen family of civilian origin become the Dongling. The country’s aristocratic families have a high status in the Tanglin Kingdom.

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

Although Wen Qiao was frail and sick, when he tested his qualifications at the age of five, he tested the Qualifications of the Supreme Yuan Linggen. In these years, he has also practiced with great care. Although he has not made much progress, he is better than some mortals who cannot cultivate.

Isn't it a slap in the face for a martial artist to marry a mortal?

What is the use of the seventh prince to be favored by Emperor Cheng Hao? Isn't it a waste? A mortal who can't cultivate can have a life span of a hundred years after reaching the sky. How can it be compared with a martial artist?

Soon after the second wife left, someone came to Kap Shui Yard and sent Wen Qiao medicine.

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

Wen Qiao's mother had a disease in her womb. Ordinary medicine didn't have much effect on her. However, it is hard to find elixir. Even the Wenjia with a deep foundation cannot provide elixir for a girl who has not contributed much to the family. Most of them are ordinary Huanchun pills.

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

It was as if she was not the one who disliked the Seventh Prince and couldn't cultivate.

After Wen Qiao swallowed the Huanchun Dan, he only felt a warm current disperse in the veins and veins, and the pain that was constantly biting the bones also eased a lot.

The elixir is really not comparable to ordinary pills.

Seeing that she looked much better, Lianyue was also happy, and thought to herself that even if the seventh prince was a waste material, she would recognize her, as long as her lady can take more elixir to relieve her illness and make her live better. Longer, she asks nothing.