From the fake emperor to the concubine

By the time Wang Qing reacted, it was already too late.

She looked at Zheng Yi with some resentment. She was always broad-minded and tolerant, but now she was like a little girl with a temper: "Husband, you really went too far this time."

“This is a life-extending pill.

You have been with me for several years, but you have no spiritual roots. I, your husband, have no better solution for the moment. I can only use this longevity pill to allow you to accompany me for a little longer."

Zheng Yi explained patiently.

Zheng Yi is quite talented when it comes to coaxing women.

Looking at Wang Qing who turned her back.

He did not retreat at all, but hugged her forcefully, pressed his lips against her pink cheek, and whispered touching words in her ear: "I have wronged you for so many years."

Zheng Yi repeated this sentence over and over again.

Wang Qing listened, and a thousand sorrows welled up in her heart. She turned around, threw herself into Zheng Yi's arms, and burst into tears: "I...I have a really hard time in the family.

It’s okay when my husband is around because I have someone to discuss things with.

But when my husband is not around, even though I don’t have to worry about too many important things, there are so many people and so many things in the family, and I have to take care of them one by one…”

"I know, I know everything."

Looking at Wang Qing crying in his arms, Zheng Yi felt a little pain in his heart.

Ever since he embarked on the path of cultivation, even in the previous Canglan Realm, he had never met a woman who treated him so sincerely.

Wang Qing placed all her thoughts and emotions on him.

After Zheng Yi began to practice cultivation, most of the women he pursued were those who possessed spiritual roots.

Over time.

He seemed to have forgotten the initial pure heartbeat and the beauty of the first love between boys and girls, which were gradually replaced by the pursuit of spiritual roots, spiritual roots that could be absorbed by the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror, and innate spiritual bodies.

In his eyes, those women had become tools to achieve his spiritual goals without him knowing when.

Even the women in the family now, except for Wang Qing, Wang Xue and a few others, the women he married later were not much different from tools.

After being comforted for a long time, Wang Qing's crying gradually became softer, she began to snore softly, and fell asleep in Zheng Yi's arms.

Zheng Yi gently picked her up by the waist, walked softly into the bedroom, and put her on the bed.

after that.

He did not leave, but sat beside the bed, looking at Wang Qing in front of him with affection.

in memory.

She seemed to still be the budding little girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, but now, she had been with him for several years, and was now twenty-five or twenty-six years old. Time passed quickly, and there was not a trace of time left on Zheng Yi's face, but the little girl had now grown into the mistress of the family without him noticing.

Zheng Yi could naturally see that although Wang Qing had gained something over the years, she had also taken on too much.

"It is my blessing to marry you."

Zheng Yi whispered seriously.

At this moment, outside the bedroom, through the cracks of the window and door, Wang Xue and Wang Manman had returned at some point and were secretly watching the scene inside the room.

Wang Xue wrinkled her nose and muttered softly, "I knew my husband liked my elder sister the most."

Wang Manman felt mixed emotions.

She took Wang Xue and left quickly without disturbing Zheng Yi and Wang Qing's world of two.

The two of them strolled in the corridor and attic. Wang Xue stamped her feet and continued to mutter, "After all, my elder sister is the first woman by my husband's side, and she married him when he was the most lonely.

I have also followed my husband for a long time, and my affection for him is no less than that of my elder sister.

Even after having a child, her husband always comes first in her elder sister's heart.

Perhaps that is why my husband is so concerned about my elder sister."

Wang Manman frowned slightly and hesitated to express her inner guess: "Maybe.

We have been married to our husbands for several years, and almost every sister has a child.

After having children, everyone naturally focuses more on the next generation.

In addition, since the husband does not marry only one wife, it is inevitable that everyone will pay more attention to the children.

Even when her husband comes back, he is not as enthusiastic as before.

But my eldest sister is different.

Her attitude towards her husband has always been consistent and has never changed."

"Except for my eldest sister, we...or I, may have just exchanged interests in the beginning."

Wang Manman suddenly raised her head, looked into the distance, and spoke slowly.

These words made Wang Xue feel heartbroken.

She quickly shook her head and whispered back, "That's not the case. I like my husband very much, too."

But no matter how she comforted herself, she knew in her heart that if she had to choose between her child and her husband, she would have to choose between life and death.

Her answer was already clear in her mind - she would choose the child.

At this moment, Wang Xue suddenly understood why her husband loved his eldest sister the most.

If I were a man, facing such a deeply affectionate woman, I would probably find it difficult to let go.

She also understood why her eldest sister, who had no spiritual roots, could play the important role of mistress of the Zheng family.

This is not only because the women did not fight for power, but more because of Zheng Yi's invisible attitude, which determined everything from the beginning.

After all, in this family, Zheng Yi is the real head of the family, and he has the final say in the family.

……

I don’t know when, the sun set, the sunset was gorgeous, and patches of red clouds were reflected on the head of the bed.

Wang Qing woke up slowly, and as soon as she opened her eyes she saw her husband looking at her tenderly.

Wang Qing was filled with joy at the sense of security that came from having the person she cared about the most by her side right after waking up.

She quickly straightened her upper body, leaned against the head of the bed, and looked at Zheng Yi quietly. The joy in her heart unconsciously climbed up her rosy cheeks.

The light of the sunset shone on her face.

It blends perfectly with the blush of joy on her face, showing her girlish shyness.

"My dear, I am content to be able to marry you in this life.

If there is an afterlife, I would like to meet my husband again and start a family with him."

Wang Qing said softly.

"Silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about.

I haven’t lived enough in this life, so how can there be a next life?

You won't leave so easily. If you don't have spiritual roots, let's find an elixir.

With spiritual roots, you can slowly improve your cultivation.

Your husband is very capable and has many ways to deal with it, so don't let your imagination run wild."

As Zheng Yi spoke, he gently stroked Wang Qing's smooth cheek with his fingers.

Wang Qing smiled foolishly, and Zheng Yi also laughed.

The two looked into each other's eyes and then hugged each other tightly.

Then, Zheng Yi's wide robe was gently lifted up, and Wang Qing's soft and boneless little hand passed through his lining and explored deeper.

Zheng Yi was slightly startled, looking at the lady in front of him, the tenderness in his eyes turned into a bit of ambiguity: "Madam, what do you want to do?
It's not even dark yet, are you so impatient?"

Wang Qing became bolder at this moment. With a red face, she held Zheng Yi's handsome face and kissed him madly in front of him.

After the kiss, she found the strength from nowhere and pushed Zheng Yi onto the bed: "My dear husband, you belong to me tonight."

As soon as he finished speaking, the quilt on the bed flipped over.

The emotions of the two people burned like dry wood meeting fire that night.

……

The next day, it was bright.

When Zheng Yi woke up, Wang Qing was still sleeping in his arms.

After they got up, they came to the front hall, and Hua Meng took her seat as usual.

Yesterday, the girls were already familiar with each other and had become good friends. Today, their friendship became even stronger.

They walked hand in hand into the front hall, and when the other women saw them, they had a teasing look on their faces and said, “My husband is too partial.

The eldest sister has given so much to the family, don’t we, the younger sisters, do anything?”

"My husband can't just favor my elder sister. We also want your love."

"Thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all grace from the emperor. My husband should not be too unfair."

"Eat first."

Zheng Yi said helplessly, still holding the blushing and shy Wang Qing's hand, and sat down at the main seat at the main table.

After finishing breakfast, Zheng Yi waved.

He summoned Hua Meng and instructed her, "Help me deal with the Zheng family's affairs in the Dragon Blood Mine, and try to quickly move most of the Zheng family's resources out of the Dragon Blood Mine in the near future.

If there are any left, we will just temporarily designate that place as the base of the Hehuan Sect near Tiannan Market."

As the leader of a sect, Zheng Yi has both the right and the qualifications to make such a decision.

After everyone got busy, the beautiful wives and concubines stopped bothering Zheng Yi.

They each went to deal with the affairs and resources around them, and Zheng Yi thus enjoyed a rare moment of peace and quiet.

And on the other side.

The situation of the Hehuan Sect at this time was not optimistic, and a fierce battle against a tide of beasts had already broken out.

Looking from outside the formation, one could see dust flying and endless monsters pouring in from all directions, madly attacking the protective formation.

The sound of "bang bang bang" continued to ring out.

These monsters seemed to be crazy and their attacks were extremely fierce.

If the Hehuan Sect's protective formation had not been set up by a powerful person in the Jindan realm, it would have fallen apart and shattered long ago.

"There is no need to show mercy to these beasts and evildoers. I will suppress them with all my strength! Push on!"

Qingming Silong, who was in the Fake Dan realm, had madness in his eyes, and his hands were like iron fists rushing out of the formation from time to time, defeating the approaching monsters one by one.

With one punch, all the monsters within a radius of hundreds of meters were smashed into meat paste by the power of his fake pill.

Faced with the monsters that were as surging as the tide and in endless numbers, Qingming Silong's fake pill power could only temporarily ease the situation but could not repel the monsters.

Qing Ming Si Long immediately returned to the square of the sect protection formation, found Saint Bi Yao, and asked anxiously, "What's going on?"

Bi Yao replied solemnly, “The He Huan Sect encounters a beast tide every thirty years.

This beast tide came suddenly, and we don't know why it came.

In the past, whenever a beast tide attacked, the old leader of the Hehuan Sect would personally disperse the beast tide, but we don’t know exactly how he dispersed it.”

After hearing this, Qing Ming Si Long did not panic, but quickly asked: "Has the communication talisman been sent out?"

"No."

Biyao replied coldly.

When Qingming Silong heard this, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he swung his arms as thick as buckets and grabbed Biyao in front of him.

Bi Yao showed no sign of weakness. She raised her hand and a phantom sword shadow slashed out from the sky and earth. It seemed that the two were about to have a fierce battle.

"Don't do anything! The communication symbol was intercepted by the Golden Core Realm Demon King outside. Do you think I don't want to inform Senior Young Master?
Do I need you to remind me of this kind of thing?"

Bi Yao gave the reason in a cold voice.

Qingming Silong suddenly became like a deflated ball and lost all desire to continue attacking.

Seeing this, Bi Yao smiled contemptuously and said, "The sect protection formation can last at least another half a month.

Do you think the news that the Hehuan Sect was attacked by a tide of beasts will not spread?
Even if the news cannot be spread within half a month, don't forget Elder Hua.

He will bring back the sect master, that is, Senior Young Master.

As long as Senior Young Master arrives, the current beast tide will no longer be a threat.

Moreover, if we can obtain the inner elixir of the demon king, plus the inner elixir of the old sect leader, our Hehuan Sect will have two golden elixirs.

If we can find another one, with the help of three golden elixirs, you, the deputy sect leader, will be able to use the true elixir method to turn the false into the true, and then be promoted to the real golden elixir realm.

So, for you, Senior, as long as you can survive this beast tide, it will not only be harmless, but will also bring you great opportunities and benefits."

Bi Yao was eloquent, and her words were clear and logical, leaving Qing Ming Si Long stunned.

"Fuck it!"

After Qingming Silong reacted, he swore and rushed towards the monster outside the formation again with red eyes.

Now is the time for him to perform well.

Just like Bi Yao said, if the sect could get another golden elixir.

He will have the opportunity to break through to the Golden Core realm.

Until then.

Not only can he have a lifespan of 500 years in the Jindan stage, but he can also master the true power of the Jindan realm, and more importantly.

His path of cultivation will no longer stagnate.

To achieve all this, he must get Zheng Yi's approval and let Zheng Yi hand over the three golden pills to him, otherwise all his efforts will be in vain.

So, Qingming Silong began to fight frantically.

There is a sect protection formation and the cooperation of several foundation-building elders beside him.

He killed his way in and out of the group of monsters seven times.

Although he felt a little tired, his life was not in danger.

and.

His desperate efforts also greatly reduced the pressure on the sect protection formation and all the elders in the sect, and everyone looked at Qingming Silong with a little more recognition.

After experiencing this great war, the people of the Hehuan Sect became united and became more solidarity and stability, as if the saying really was true that bad things can turn into good things.

Everything has its positive and negative sides. The key lies in how to deal with and utilize them.

Just when the Hehuan Sect was surrounded by a tide of beasts, Hua Meng suddenly remembered this incident while transporting resources from the Dragon Blood Mine. She hurried to Zheng Yi and informed him of the situation.

Zheng Yi's answer stunned Hua Meng.

"Do you think that such a big thing would be beyond the imagination of a sect leader like me?

This is just a test for everyone in the Hehuan Sect.

Let’s see how many people are truly loyal to me as the leader, and how many people want to take advantage of this chaos to cause trouble.

Without the tempering of the fierce fire, how can the Hehuan Sect truly become my sphere of influence?"

Zheng Yi's eyes were indifferent, and Hua Meng clearly saw the passing of countless lives in his eyes.

She knew it well at this moment.

The iron-heartedness of a great man is not something that a small Foundation Establishment Elder like her can compare to. The gap is really too huge. (End of this chapter)