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

Back to Jishuiyuan, Lianyue, who had been holding back all the way, finally couldn't help but speak.

"Miss, the seventh prince is really a good person. As expected, his appearance is peerless. There are few men in the world that can match. I heard that even the three princes are eclipsed in front of him. If it weren't for the seventh prince, he couldn't practice..."

Speaking of this, Lianyue carefully glanced at Wen Qiao, worried that she would care about it in her heart.

During this period, Lianyue could also feel the change in Wen Jia's attitude towards Jishuiyuan. Of course, people who are dedicated to pursuing the great road will not care about a marriage, nor will they be disturbed by these worldly things, but this world is more of a mediocre person, who is not good at practicing together, and indulges in enjoyment. More attention is paid to immediate interests.

They understood that with this marriage, Wen Qiao would not be short of training resources, and no one would dare to deceive him, otherwise he would not give Ning's face. But besides that, what else? Anyone who is a little bit chasing will not be envious. Who wants to spend a few dozen years with a mortal who can’t practice?

Wen Qiao glanced at her and said, "The Seventh Prince is fine."

Lianyue's heart loosened, and smiled: "The slave-maid took a look earlier and thought he was really good. By the way, he gave you a gift for Miss, what is it?"

Wen Qiao held the white jade box in his arms, entered the room, sat on the couch by the window, and opened the box.

Lianyue glanced curiously, disappointed, "What is this? It looks like the seed of a plant."

"Seventh-order spiritual grass seeds." Wen Qiao said, the corners of her mouth were slightly tilted, and she looked very happy.

Lianyue scratched her head and didn't understand a seed. Why is the young lady so happy? If it is an adult plant of the seventh-order spirit grass, then it is worthy of joy. The seventh prince is also really weird. He actually gave the young lady seeds. Wasn't it because she heard the rumors that she thought her young lady really likes to plant grass?

Thinking of this, Lianyue couldn't help but look at the pots of spiritual plants on the window sill, and found that they were still growing lush and vigorous. Who believed that they were not weeds?

If it wasn't for her own lady to raise herself, Lianyue would also wonder if she had a weed quirk.

Wen Qiao played with the seed lovingly for a while, and said, "Find me a flowerpot."

With a cry, Lianyue hurriedly looked for flower pots.

After finding the flowerpot, Lianyue thought for a while and asked, "Miss, do you want to go to the Lingcao Garden to get some spiritual soil?"

Wen Qiao shook his head, "No need."

Then she told Lianyue to move the five pots of spiritual plants on the window sill to the wall outside the window. Seeing that their roots were about to break the flower pots, they were simply transplanted directly into the soil at the roots of the wall to allow them to grow freely.

Lianyue looked at the yard while she was working, and muttered: "The flowers and plants in our yard have grown really energetic recently. No one in the Changchun Garden has grown well here. Could it be that the Feng Shui in the Kap Shui Yard has improved ?"

Wen Qiao sat aside and slowly filled the flowerpot with soil. Hearing this, he glanced at the yard.

For mortals, the feng shui theory is nothing but ethereal and mysterious, but for practitioners, these are similar to common sense. The so-called feng shui is just a hook with the five elements. It all depends on the distribution of the five elements.

The location of the Kap Shui Yard is extremely biased, not bad or bad, and the vitality is naturally not abundant.

But when she used the thin vitality energy in her body to catalyze the life of Lingzhi every day, she missed a little bit and went out. Fanzhi in the yard was stained a bit and grew naturally and vigorously. Although she gave back some plant essence to her, it was still Overfilled state.

Buried the seventh-order spiritual grass seed in the soil, Wen Qiao poured some water, and put it on the window sill.

Lianyue also transplanted the few spiritual plants. Seeing that Qiao was sitting by the window staring at the flower pot on the windowsill, she couldn't help but shook her head, and she didn't know what's so beautiful.

It was night, Wen Qiao opened the window.

Tonight is another full moon night, in the dark night sky, the full moon is in the sky, and the moon blooms like water pouring down.

Wen Qiao sat cross-legged, bathed in moonlight, and practiced for half a night. After a small amount of vital energy accumulated in his body, he carefully inputted the few vital energy into the seeds in the flowerpot.

Her meridians are inherently slender and fragile than other cultivators, and can absorb less vital energy each time. If the amount is too much, the meridians will swell and pain, and the meridians will be broken if they are heavy. Over the years, she has figured out a degree, as long as it does not exceed that degree, although the meridians are swollen and painful, they will not break and bleed.

In this way, there is not much energy that can absorb the vitality, and the cultivation base cannot be advanced. It has been wandering in the middle of entering the yuan realm, like a waste material.

Until the vitality in the body was exhausted, the seeds in the flowerpot remained silent.

Wen Qiao was not surprised. The vitality of this seed was exceptionally strong. If she wanted to germinate it, she needed a lot of spiritual energy. With her current physical condition, she couldn't provide it with enough spiritual energy to take root and sprout.

The seeds can't take root and sprout, and naturally they can't give back to her the essence of plants and trees, and they can't get in, which makes Wen Qiao's already weak body unbearable.

After wiping the cold sweat, Wen Qiao held on and continued to meditate until the spiritual energy in his body was full again, and the sky was faintly light.

Wen Qiao changed her clothes, crawled back to the bed exhausted, and fell asleep in a short while.

Before going to bed, Wen Qiao thought, next time you can't just focus on this seed, you have to give birth to other plants and absorb some plant essence to nourish your body.

As if sleeping for a while, Wen Qiao was awakened by Lian Yue.

"What's the matter?" She asked hoarsely, her face glowing with a slight cyan, and she looked like hairspring.

Lianyue looked at her worriedly, thinking that she was sick again, feeling a little nervous, and whispered: "The palace is here, and he said that he wants to discuss the marriage date between you and the seventh prince. The head of the family invites you to come."

Wen Qiao said, the thick and curled long eyelashes trembled slightly, opened a pair of Qing Junjun's eyes, and reached out to the maid beside the bed, "wait for me to change clothes."

Lianyue helped her get up, took the clean clothes she had prepared and waited for her to put it on.

Dressed properly, Wen Qiao drank a cup of warm tea, and he was much better before heading to the front hall.

***

In the flower hall, Mr. and Mrs. Wen Zhongqing sat with someone sent by the royal family Ning to discuss the marriage of the two children.

This time the royal family Ning clan sent an elder of the Ning clan to discuss the marriage. He has the cultivation base of the Primordial Spirit Realm. Su Ri is cultivating in the Ning clan's land and rarely appears in front of the world.

Wen Zhongqing originally thought that even if the Ning clan attached importance to this marriage, Emperor Cheng Hao would only take it seriously. At most, he would send an elder of the Ning clan who was the same generation as Emperor Cheng Hao, but he did not expect to send an elder stationed in the Ning clan's Yuan Ling realm.

Wen Zhongqing only has the cultivation base of Yuanming Realm, and in front of the seniors in Yuanling Realm, he was born a little shorter, and he was sincere and frightened.

For a while, Wen Zhongqing couldn't understand Ning's views on this marriage.

When Wen Qiao came over, the two families had already set the wedding date, and they just waited to interrogate the parties.

"Aha is here." Wen Zhongqing called out a little strangely, watching her look a little solemn.

The niece, who used to be a transparent person, didn't expect to be so valued by Ning's. If he didn't know that Wen Qiao was a poor little who lived less than twenty, he would have thought that Ning's had some conspiracy.

The second wife was enthusiastic. When Wen Qiao walked in front of her, she took her hand, and the people of Chao Ning said, "This is Wen Qiao, the third girl of our Wen family. Ahui, this is Ning Huayuan from Ning's family. Senior Ning."

Wen Qiao could not see Ning Huayuan’s cultivation level, but from his restrained coercion and tolerance, and the reactions of Wen Zhongqing’s husband and wife, he knew that the cultivation level was certainly not low, even Wen Zhongqing, the head of the Wen family. Can only be held.

She respectfully bowed.

Ning Huayuan is a middle-aged beautiful man with a beautiful beard. He has a clean face, a pair of sharp eyes, and his look is kind. He said softly: "Miss Wen San doesn’t need to be polite. I’m here today to hear you. The family discusses Yuzhou’s wedding date with you."

Wen Qiao said, sitting aside obediently and listening, without the shyness of a young **** her face.

Ning Huayuan looked at Wen Qiao, Rong Guang was peerless, and Xia Zi Yue Yun was indeed a rare beauty. However, as delicate as a thin willow, with a weak aura, the cultivation base is not worthy of entering the middle stage of the Yuan realm. In the eyes of a cultivator like him, it is really not worth mentioning.

In the past, the Boqing couple were so amazing and amazing, but their only daughter was a sick child, and the path of cultivation was cut off.

Pity……

Ning Huayuan secretly said a pity, without revealing the slightest, and asked Wen Qiao: "The wedding date is set for the third day of next month. Does Miss Wen San think it is feasible?"

The spiritual world is different from the secular world. The strong are respected, and the etiquette is not strict. Most of the time, it does not pay attention to vain etiquette, and the marriage is usually based on your wishes, or the practice is beneficial. Although Wen Qiao and the Seventh Prince's marriage has nothing to do with practice, in the practice world, she doesn't stress too much red tape. Therefore, the parties will also be asked for their opinions during the marriage.

Wen Qiao said quietly: "The juniors have no opinion."

After listening, Ning Huayuan and Wen Zhongqing both smiled, obviously very happy.

Wen Qiao continued to sit quietly, listening to them discussing the wedding, occasionally covering her mouth and coughing in a low voice.

Hearing her coughing, Ning Huayuan looked over and said, "If Miss Wen San is unwell, don't hold on."

Wen Zhongqing and his wife also raised their hearts.

This niece is weak and sickly, and may even live less than twenty. In fact, they are all surprised that she can live to the end of her life. Now there is another marriage with the royal family Ning clan. They really don’t want to die before they marry. Wouldn’t Ning clan be beaten in the face by then?

Wen Qiao swallowed the itch in his throat and whispered, "Thank you, Senior Ning for your concern, this younger generation saves it."

Next, when Ning Huayuan discussed with Wen Zhongqing and his wife, no matter what opinions they asked her, Wen Qiao cleverly said that they had no opinion, and the elders made arrangements.

After discussing the wedding, Ning Huayuan also left.

Wen Zhongqing and his wife took Wen Qiao to send him out.

After Ning Huayuan left, Wen Zhongqing and his wife turned to look at Wen Qiao, who was waiting quietly. They wanted to say something, and found that there seemed to be nothing to say. They told her to take a good rest and let her return to the Kap Shui Yard.

Back at Jishuiyuan, Wen Qiao swallowed a pill of Huanchun Dan under Lianyue's service, lying on the bed, secretly absorbing some of the essence of Lingzhi's vegetation under the corner, and her complexion finally improved a lot.

Next, wait for the wedding.