The Burial Tower of Immortals buries the heavens, the earth, and all the immortals.

Inside the bridal chamber.

The candlelight flickered incessantly, and the shadows of the people moved wildly.

Three hours passed, the sun had risen, and Qin Changye finally stopped.

It's not that he's failing, but if things continue like this, Zhao Ruyan will fail.

At the same time, thanks to the feedback from the Xuan Yin Qi, Qin Changye's cultivation advanced rapidly:

Second level of the Human Martial Realm!

The third level of the Human Martial Realm!

Fourth level of the Human Martial Realm!

Fifth level of the Human Martial Realm!

Sixth level of the Human Martial Realm!

"Zhao Ruyan has a total of nine streams of Xuan Yin Qi in her body. She just practiced dual cultivation three times and absorbed three streams, which boosted her cultivation level by five levels. Once she absorbs the remaining six streams, she will be able to reach the Earth Martial Realm without any problem."

Looking down at Zhao Ruyan, who was limp as a rag doll, Qin Changye opened his spatial ring, took out a red pill, and put it into her mouth.

Zhao Ruyan instinctively wanted to spit it out, but the red pill melted instantly in her mouth, turning into a warm current that flowed into her limbs and bones.

Her originally pale face visibly regained its color.

"What did you give me to eat?"

"tonic."

Qin Changye spoke in a calm tone, as if feeding a still useful animal. In fact, she still had six streams of Xuan Yin Qi in her body, so she was indeed still valuable.

Zhao Ruyan was stunned.

She had expected to be imprisoned and tortured.

Instead of giving her medicine, Qin Changye gave her some tonics to help her recover.

What does this tell us?

Qin Changye's madness had passed; he had calmed down and was starting to feel afraid!

Thinking of this, Zhao Ruyan tucked her disheveled hair behind her ears and put on her aloof demeanor again: "Qin Changye, it's too late for you to try and please me now. I'm furious right now, and I want you to kneel down before me."

boom!

Qin Changye forcefully pressed her raised head back down:

"A tiny mayfly dares to obscure the blue sky?"

"Listen carefully, you don't even have the right to raise your head and speak in front of me."

"Now I command you to return the ink knife left to me by my father."

Qin Changye's father, Qin Wuyai, was the commander-in-chief of the Zhenbei Army.

He guarded the northern frontier for thirty years, fighting bravely and winning every battle, often defeating the enemy with fewer troops. He was revered by the world as the undefeated war king.

However, a year ago, in the Battle of Black Stone Valley, a battle in which the enemy outnumbered him and should have been a sure victory, he died mysteriously on the battlefield, his lifelong reputation was ruined, and the entire 300,000-strong Zhenbei Army was wiped out. Their blood stained the rivers and mountains red, blending with the setting sun and the evening glow.

Even more strangely, on the eve of the battle at Blackstone Valley, Qin Wuyai secretly asked someone to send the ink sword, which he had never parted with for many years, back to the Qin King's mansion.

Along with the inkstone, a handwritten secret letter was also sent.

The letter contained only a few words: My son, in the long night, seal this knife away, and a year later, drip blood onto it. Remember this well.

Now, a year has passed.

Qin Changye was almost certain that this ink-black knife contained a huge, unknown secret.

Unfortunately, the original owner of this body was a fool who ignored Qin Wuyai's words and, to show his sincerity before the wedding, even gave this ink-black knife along with the exorbitant dowry to Zhao Ruyan.

"You mean that black... broken knife?"

Zhao Ruyan covered her face, stunned for a moment before remembering: "It was pitch black, I didn't like it, so I just threw it into my Zhao family's treasure vault."

Qin Changye grabbed Zhao Ruyan with such force that he almost crushed her bones.

"Where are you taking me?" Zhao Ruyan asked, struggling in pain.

"Go to your treasure vault and retrieve that ink-black knife!"

Qin Changye's eyes were so cold they could kill.

As soon as I pushed open the door, a shrill sound came from the front yard.

"Listen carefully, everyone. From now on, my young lady will be the mistress of the Qin Prince's Mansion, and I will be the steward of the Qin Prince's Mansion. Today, I will establish a few rules for you."

Qin Changye paused, looking in the direction of the sound. A maid dressed in green with a round face was standing on the steps, hands on her hips, swaggering around.

"First, I don't have the habit of getting up early. From now on, you must be quiet and gentle when you work in the morning. Anyone who wakes me up will receive twenty lashes."

"Secondly, I have obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness. My room needs to be cleaned every day, my clothes need to be washed every day, and my bed sheets need to be changed every day..."

Third, I don't eat beef...

……

The round-faced maid was named Xiao Cui, and she was Zhao Ruyan's personal maid, brought from the Zhao family.

After reciting the rules, she swept her threatening gaze across the room.

Dozens of servants from the Prince of Qin's residence stood in two rows, none of them daring to utter a sound.

Xiao Cui was still not satisfied. Her gaze fell on a pretty girl with big, bright eyes in the first row.

Xiuer, Qin Changye's personal maid.

This was also the target she would make an example of to deter others and formally establish her authority.

"I heard you're incredibly strong and a formidable fighter?"

Xiao Cui looked down at Xiu'er and sneered, "What good is fighting ability in the Prince of Qin's mansion? You've chosen the wrong master, so aren't you still inferior to me? You can only do my bidding?"

"Now my shoes are dirty, kneel down and clean them!"

Seeing that Xiuer didn't move, Xiao Cui narrowed her eyes and took a step closer: "Aren't you going to wipe it? Believe me or not, I'll ask my young mistress to ignore your young master for three days!"

Xiuer's body trembled violently, and her clenched fist instantly loosened.

She recalled that year, when the north wind howled and a blizzard sealed off the city.

She had been starving for two days, her body was frozen purple, and she was curled up in the snow waiting to die, too weak even to cry.

Qin Changye jogged forward and stuffed a steaming white bun into her hand…

At that moment, Qin Changye was like a sun, melting away the snow and wind that filled the sky.

At that moment, she secretly vowed in her heart that she would live only for Qin Changye in this life.

Over the years, she had come to know all too well how much Qin Changye loved Zhao Ruyan.

Zhao Ruyan frowned, and Qin Changye wished he could rip his heart out and offer it to her in his hands to please her.

If Zhao Ruyan ignores Qin Changye for three days, Qin Changye will be very sad.

She least wanted to see Qin Changye sad.

Xiuer bit her lip, and amidst Xiao Cui's smug laughter, her knees slowly bent.

however.

Just as her knees were about to hit the ground, a hand reached out from behind her and steadily lifted her up.

This hand is long and strong, with a reassuring warmth in the palm.

When she suddenly turned around.

Seeing Qin Changye's incomparably handsome face, shining with dazzling brilliance under the brilliant sunlight.

"From now on, even the Heavenly King himself won't need to kneel!"

"I said it!"

Qin Changye looked at Xiuer, his voice not loud, but strangely thunderous.

Every word was like a nail, deeply embedded in the softest part of Xiuer's heart.

She stared blankly at Qin Changye's sharply defined profile, her lips moved a few times, but she couldn't utter a single word. She simply wiped the corner of her eye with her sleeve again and again.

At the moment of physical contact, Qin Changye raised an eyebrow.

Although Xiuer's meridians were blocked, there was an unusual power emanating from the deepest part of them.

The quality of this power was so high that even he, as a great emperor in his previous life, had only seen it a few times.

Innate superhuman strength is merely a facade.

Xiuer's true physical condition is far more astonishing than it appears.

On the way to the Zhao family, I can help her open up her meridians and see what kind of extraordinary constitution she possesses.

"You've gone too far!"

At this moment, Xiao Cui's shrill voice broke the tranquility of the courtyard.

She rushed to Qin Changye in three strides, habitually raised her right hand, and slapped him hard.

Back in the Zhao family, whenever Qin Changye came to see her young lady, she would take the opportunity to make things difficult for her, and slapping her face was a common occurrence.

Qin Changye never dared to resist, for fear of displeasing his young mistress.

However, this time, before her slap could land, Qin Changye grabbed her wrist.

Xiao Cui, wincing in pain, flew into a rage: "You're nothing but a sycophant my young lady can summon and dismiss at will! I've been her maid for over a decade! It's your honor to slap you! How dare you stop me?"