Back at 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, he is as good as the rumors say. Few men in the world can match him. I heard that even the Third Prince pales in comparison in front of him. If it wasn't for the Seventh Prince's inability to practice..."
Having said that, Lian Yue carefully glanced at Wen Qiao, worried that she would care.
During these days, Lian Yue could also feel the change in Wen's family's attitude towards Jishuiyuan. Of course, those who wholeheartedly pursue the Dao will not care about a marriage, nor will they be disturbed by these worldly things, but in this world there are more mediocre people, who are not talented in practicing the Dao, and indulge in pleasure. More attention is paid to immediate interests.
They understand that with this marriage, Wen Qiao will not be short of resources for cultivation, and no one will dare to bully her, otherwise she will lose face to Ning. But besides that, what else? Anyone with a bit of pursuit will not be envious. Who wants to spend a few dozen years with a mortal who can't cultivate
Wen Qiao glanced at her and said, "The Seventh Prince is fine."
Lian Yue's heart relaxed, and she said with a smile: "The servant took a look at him earlier and thought he was really nice. By the way, he even gave you a present, Miss. What is it?"
Wen Qiao carried the white jade box in her arms, entered the room, sat on the couch by the window, and opened the box.
Lian Yue looked at it curiously, disappointed, "What is this? It looks like a plant seed."
"Seventh-order spiritual grass seeds." Wen Qiao said, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she seemed in a very good mood.
Lianyue scratched her head, she didn't understand a seed, why is Miss so happy? If it's a mature plant of seventh-order spiritual grass, then it's something to be happy about. The Seventh Prince is also really weird. He even gave the young lady a seed. Could it be because he heard rumors that his young lady really likes to grow grass
Thinking of this, Lian Yue couldn't help but look at the pots of spiritual plants on the windowsill, and found that they were still growing lushly, with such exuberant vitality, who would believe that they were not weeds
If it wasn't for her own young lady who raised it herself, Lian Yue also wondered if the young lady had a quirk of growing weeds.
Wen Qiao played with the seed fondly for a while, and said, "Find me a flower pot."
Lianyue let out a hey, and hurriedly went to find the flowerpot.
After finding the flower pot, Lian Yue thought about it and asked, "Miss, do you want to go to the Spirit Grass Garden to get some spiritual soil?"
Wen Qiao shook her head, "No need."
Then he ordered Lianyue to move the five pots of spiritual plants on the window sill to the wall outside the window, and seeing that their roots were about to break through the flower pots, they simply transplanted them directly into the soil at the root of the wall, allowing them to grow freely.
Lianyue looked at the yard while working, and muttered: "Recently, the flowers and plants in our yard are growing really vigorously, and the ones in the Changchun Garden are not as good as here. Could it be that the Fengshui of Jishuiyuan has improved ?”
Wen Qiao sat aside and slowly filled the flower pot with soil. Hearing this, she glanced at the yard.
For ordinary people, the theory of geomantic omen is illusory, mysterious and mysterious, but for practitioners, these are similar to common sense. It all depends on the distribution of the five elements.
The location of Jishuiyuan is extremely remote, neither good nor bad, and the Yuan Lingqi is naturally not abundant.
It's just that when she uses the thin Yuan Lingqi in her body to give birth to Lingzhi every day, she misses a little bit out, and the plants in the yard are stained with some, and they naturally grow vigorously. Although some vegetation essence is fed back to her, they are still overflow state.
Buried the seventh-order spiritual grass seed in the soil, Wen Qiao poured some water, and put it on the window sill.
Lian Yue also finished transplanting the few spiritual plants, seeing Wen Qiao sitting by the window and staring at the flower pots on the window sill, she couldn't help but shook her head, not knowing what to look at.
It's night, Wen Qiao opens the window.
Tonight is the night of the full moon again. In the dark night sky, the full moon is in the sky, and the moonlight like water pours down.
Wen Qiao sat cross-legged, bathed in the moonlight, and practiced for half a night. After accumulating some Yuan Lingqi in her body, she carefully poured the few Yuan Lingqi into the seeds in the flower pot.
Her meridians are naturally thinner and more fragile than those of other cultivators, and she can only absorb a lot of Yuan Lingqi each time. If there is too much, her meridians will be swollen and painful, and in severe cases, her meridians will be broken. Over the years, she has figured out a certain 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 to absorb Yuan Lingqi, and the cultivation base has not improved an inch. He has been wandering in the middle of the Yuan Realm, like a waste material.
The seeds in the flowerpot remained silent until the primordial energy in the body was exhausted.
Wen Qiao was not surprised. The vitality of this seed was extremely strong. To germinate it would require a lot of primordial energy. With her current physical condition, she could not provide it with enough primordial energy to take root and germinate.
The seeds can't take root, germinate and grow, and naturally they can't give her back the essence of plants and trees. The light can't come in, which makes Wen Qiao's already weak body a little bit overwhelmed.
Wiping off the cold sweat, Wen Qiao persisted and continued to meditate until the primordial energy in her body was full again, and the sky was already dim.
Wen Qiao changed her clothes, crawled back to bed exhausted, and soon fell asleep.
Before going to sleep, Wen Qiao thought, next time, I can't just focus on this seed, I have to give birth to other plants and absorb some plant essence to nourish my body.
As if sleeping for a while, Wen Qiao was awakened by Lian Yue.
"What's the matter?" She asked hoarsely, her face was slightly blue, and she looked as if she was angry.
Lian Yue looked at her worriedly, thinking that she was sick again, she was a little panicked, and said softly: "Someone came from the imperial palace and said that they want to discuss the wedding date between you and the seventh prince. The Patriarch invites you to come over."
Wen Qiao groaned, her thick and curled long eyelashes trembled slightly, she opened a pair of clear eyes, and stretched out her hand to the maid beside the bed, "Please wait for me to change my clothes."
Lian Yue helped her get up, took the clean clothes from the side and waited for her to put them on.
Dressed properly, Wen Qiao drank a cup of warm tea and felt much better before heading to the front hall.
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In the flower hall, Wen Zhongqing and his wife sat together with the people sent by the Ning family of the royal family to discuss the marriage of the two children.
This time the Ning clan of the royal family sent to discuss the marriage is an elder of the Ning clan, who possesses the cultivation base of the Yuanling Realm, and usually cultivates quietly in the Ning clan's land, and rarely appears in front of the world.
Wen Zhongqing originally thought that even if the Ning family valued this marriage, it was only Emperor Cheng Hao who valued it, and at most would send an elder of the Ning family who was of the same generation as Emperor Cheng Hao, but he did not expect to send an elder from the Yuanling Realm who was stationed in the Ning clan's land.
Wen Zhongqing only had the cultivation base of the Yuanming Realm, and in front of the seniors in the Yuanling Realm, he was a few steps 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, so they just waited to ask the parties.
"Auntie is here." Wen Zhongqing called out a little strangely, looking at her with some serious eyes.
The niece who was a transparent person in the past did not expect to be valued so much by the Ning family. If he didn't know that Wen Qiao was a poor little girl who would not live to be twenty, he would have thought that the Ning family had some kind of conspiracy.
The second lady was very enthusiastic. When Wen Qiao came to the front, she took her hand and said to the people of the Ning family, "This is Wen Qiao, the third daughter of our Wen family. Ah, this is Ning Huayuan from the Ning family." Senior Ning."
Wen Qiao couldn't see Ning Huayuan's cultivation base, but from his restrained coercion and demeanor, and the reaction of Wen Zhongqing and his wife, it can be seen that his cultivation base must not be low, even Wen Zhongqing, the head of the Wen family, could Can only hold.
She bowed respectfully.
Ning Huayuan is a middle-aged handsome man with a beautiful beard. He has a clear face and a pair of sharp eyes. His expression is quite kind, and he said softly, "Miss Wen, you don't need to be polite. I'm here today to meet you Let's discuss the date of Yuzhou's marriage with you."
Wen Qiao groaned, sat aside and listened obediently, without the shyness of a girl on her face.
Ning Huayuan looked at Wen Qiao, her face was radiant, her beauty was beautiful, she was indeed a rare beauty. However, he is as delicate as a thin willow, with a weak breath, and his cultivation is only at the middle stage of the Yuan Realm. In the eyes of a cultivator of his level, it is really not worth mentioning.
In the past, Wen Boqing and his wife were amazing, talented and beautiful people, but their only daughter was a sick child, and her cultivation path was even cut off.
Pity…
Ning Huayuan secretly thought it was a pity, but did not reveal anything on his face, and asked Wen Qiao: "The wedding date is set on the third day of next month, Miss Wen San thinks it is feasible?"
The practice world is different from the secular world. The strong are respected, and the etiquette is not strict. Most of the time, they don't pay attention to the etiquette. In the matter of getting married, it is generally about your love and my wish, or the combination will be beneficial to the practice. Although the marriage between Wen Qiao and the Seventh Prince had nothing to do with practice, but in the world of cultivation, she would not pay too much attention to red tape, so she would also ask for the opinions of the parties involved in this marriage.
Wen Qiao said quietly: "The junior has no objection."
After listening, Ning Huayuan and Wen Zhongqing both smiled, obviously very happy.
Wen Qiao continued to sit quietly, listening to their discussion about the wedding, occasionally covering her mouth and coughing softly.
Hearing her cough, Ning Huayuan looked over and said, "If Miss San is not feeling well, don't hold on."
Wen Zhongqing and his wife also raised their hearts.
This niece is weak and sick, and may not even live to be twenty. In fact, they are already very surprised that she can live to the end. Now there is this marriage with the Ning family of the royal family. They really don't want to die before getting married. Wouldn't they slap Ning in the face
Wen Qiao swallowed the itch in her throat, and said softly: "Thank you, Senior Ning, for your concern, this junior will save it."
Next, when Ning Huayuan was discussing with Wen Zhongqing and his wife, no matter what opinion they asked her, Wen Qiao obediently said that she had no objection, and the elders would just make arrangements.
After discussing the wedding, Ning Huayuan also left.
Wen Zhongqing and his wife took Wen Qiao to see him out.
After Ning Huayuan left, Wen Zhongqing and his wife turned their heads to look at Wen Qiao who was quietly waiting aside, wanted to say something, but found that there seemed to be nothing to say, so they told her to take a good rest and sent her back to Jishuiyuan.
Back at Jishuiyuan, Wen Qiao swallowed a piece of Huanchun Dan under Lianyue's service, lay on the bed, and secretly absorbed some plant essence from the spiritual plants under the corner, and finally her complexion improved a lot.
Next, wait for the wedding.