About an incense stick's time later.

Ying Wuji finally managed to sort out the energy within his body. By the time he returned to his residence, the sun had just begun to rise.

Zhai Yun and Wu Dan, who had drunk too much the previous night, were still not awake.

Hua Chao's room was already empty, she must have returned to Shang Mo Bookstore with Xiao Liu.

"Forget it!"

"Important matters come first!"

Ying Wuji shook his head. He had just seen that Hua Chao was relatively stable, and now she had the protection of the experts arranged by Luo Yan, so there shouldn't be any major problems.

Today was the day of the expedition.

It was also the day to send off the delegations from various countries leaving the capital city.

There were too many important things to do.

He couldn't afford to delay for too long.

Upon returning to his room.

Zhao Ning had already gotten up. At this moment, she had returned to her princess demeanor, and was tidying up her appearance under the care of her maid.

Ying Wuji leaned against the door frame and asked with a smile, "Awake?"

"Ying... my lord!"

Zhao Ning slightly turned her body and said to the maid, "You can leave first!"

"Yes!"

The maid obeyed the order and quickly withdrew from the bedroom, closing the door behind her for the newlywed couple.

Ying Wuji walked behind her with a smile, watching her tidy up her makeup in the mirror.

Zhao Ning couldn't help but laugh, "I didn't expect Brother Ying to know about these things!"

Ying Wuji's mouth curled up slightly, "Of course! I am an artist, if I can't even handle makeup, wouldn't I starve on the streets? Come, turn your face here, let me draw your eyebrows for you."

With that, he gently lifted her chin and lightly traced her eyebrows with the eyebrow pencil.

Zhao Ning only felt a warm current spreading quietly at the bottom of her heart, continuously warming her heart, creating wave after wave of dangerous impulses.

She couldn't help but sigh quietly.

In fact, she enjoyed this feeling very much. Growing up, it seemed that only in this room could she fully accept her identity as a woman, naturally facing her husband eye to eye, skin to skin.

Just one night of intimate contact had already dissolved so much of her defenses.

Perhaps what Zhao Ji said was right.

After giving birth, she could no longer have any physical contact with Ying Wuji.

Not because she doubted Ying Wuji's character.

Nor because she disliked this feeling.

But this feeling was too dangerous for a king. It was soul-consuming and bone-eroding, making it impossible to make absolutely rational judgments.

Just sleeping in each other's arms was already like this.

What if they went further?

As a woman, she wanted to try it.

But as a crown prince, especially the crown prince of the Li royal family who had been burning with blood for generations, she didn't think she had the right to try.

Fortunately, the expedition was about to begin.

The time of the expedition should be enough to forget about last night, right?

Feeling the gentle touch of the eyebrow pencil, Zhao Ning looked into Ying Wuji's eyes and said softly, "Brother Ying, about last night... I'm sorry."

"There's nothing to be sorry about! If two people's feelings are long-lasting, what does it matter if they are not together every day?"

Ying Wuji shook his head with a smile, "If everyone could do whatever they wanted without any burden, that would be truly strange. You can go on the expedition with peace of mind, I will assist the king here in the capital. No matter what kind of trouble arises, we will turn danger into safety.

Go and establish your authority, and when your position is stable, come back and have a baby with me!"

Zhao Ning: "......"

At first, she was quite moved.

Although she was still quite moved later, could he not mention "having a baby" at such a serious moment?

Ying Wuji put down the eyebrow pencil, held her face, and gently kissed her lips, "You look beautiful! Let's go! Go and pay respects to the king and queen!"

This kiss was very natural, and very slow.

Zhao Ning could have avoided it, but she didn't intend to avoid it at all.

If two people's feelings are long-lasting, what does it matter if they are not together every day?

How nice!

She wasn't sure if her feelings for Ying Wuji were the feelings between a man and a woman.

After all, she had been disguised as a man for so long, and her mind was filled with state affairs, her consciousness in this aspect had long been blurred.

But she knew that she liked this sentence very much.

She hummed softly, and then left the room with Ying Wuji.

They left the house.

Got in the carriage.

With the whip of the maid, the carriage headed towards the palace.

......

In the Li Hua Hall.

Zhao Ji and the queen had been waiting early.

Speaking of this marriage, their nervousness was no less than Zhao Ning's.

After all, the one who was getting married this time was the crown prince they had high hopes for.

Although Ying Wuji's marriage was originally with Zhao Ning, and Zhao Ning, who had achieved great success in body transformation, was indeed the most suitable person to appear in public.

But this was a real wedding night!

They naturally trusted Zhao Ning's self-control, but they were not so sure about Ying Wuji. What if the young couple couldn't hold back?

If they hurt their vitality, it would take a few more days to recover.

But if she got pregnant...

The consequences were unthinkable.

At this moment.

Zhao Ji's personal eunuch came in with small steps, bowing his body.

"Your Majesty! Princess Yuanyang and the prince consort have come to pay respects!"

"They are quite punctual, announce them!"

"Yes!"

A moment later.

The newlyweds walked in hand in hand, bowed to the two in turn, and then served tea.

"Father, please have tea!"

"Mother, please have tea!"

"Good!"

Zhao Ji laughed and took a sip of the tea handed over by Ying Wuji. When he took the tea from Zhao Ning, he held her wrist, his energy circulated in her meridians, and only when he was sure that her primordial yin was not injured, did the smile on his face become even brighter.

After the tea ceremony.

He looked at Zhao Ning, "Yuanyang, you go first. Notify the prince and princess that the expedition is imminent, and there must be no delay!"

"Yes!"Zhao Ning nodded solemnly, without any eye contact with Ying Wuji, and directly left the Li Hua Hall.

Zhao Ji was quite satisfied with Zhao Ning's performance.

Looking at Ying Wuji, although there was a hint of impatience between his eyebrows, there was no anger.

He must have been controlled by Ning'er.

Good.

Zhao Ji smiled slightly, "Wuji, you've worked hard!"

Ying Wuji's mouth twitched, "National affairs are important!"

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Ji laughed heartily, "Good boy, I didn't misjudge you! Since you just got married, I happen to have a good thing to give you!"

Ying Wuji's eyes lit up, "What is it?"

"Come forward!"

Zhao Ji beckoned with a smile, looking quite mysterious.

Ying Wuji took a step forward and found that he had taken out a thick stack of orders from a box.

He quickly flipped through them.

They were all soap orders.

The unit price was one and a half taels, and each order was worth at least a thousand taels.

With such a thick stack, there must be at least seven million taels.

Although he estimated that the soap business would be worth at least tens of millions from the beginning, it was still too exaggerated to directly negotiate seven million taels worth of orders in just a few days.

What's more important is that soap is a legitimate consumable. Once the nobles get used to it, the silver will flow towards them like a river.

Ying Wuji knew very well what this meant. With this order, he didn't have to worry about the money to build the new land and the academy.

Once the economic problem was solved, most of the worries would be eliminated.

Zhao Ji laughed heartily, "Both the Kingdom of Li and the Kingdom of Qianli have contributed to this order, otherwise it wouldn't have been negotiated so quickly. But the credit still goes to you, Wuji. The population of the factory has been selected and sent to their destinations by both countries. When the army goes north, you can immediately start building the factory, okay?"

"No problem!"

Ying Wuji nodded.

Now is the honeymoon period between the Kingdom of Qianli and the Kingdom of Li, and it is also the time when his status is highest.

It's better to take advantage of this time to quickly establish the factory and firmly grasp the core essence of soap.

The old man's move was fair.

Especially when the Kingdom of Li is in a turbulent period, if things are not handled well as soon as possible, who knows what might happen.

Zhao Ji patted Ying Wuji's shoulder, "You just got married and have been running around, it's really hard for you! But it's also a good opportunity to get familiar with the nature of the Martial Spirit God's Mane. By the way, how do you plan to break through the Soldier Realm? The Martial Spirit King's Sword has always been prepared for you!"

Not to mention anything else, just the mount and equipment given were treated like a real son.

Ying Wuji couldn't help but smile, "Actually, I just broke through not long ago and got married right after. I really didn't have time to consider cultivation. But my father told me that when breaking through the Soldier Realm, I must not blindly accept the insights of the predecessors, otherwise my cultivation will be restricted for a lifetime. There are many sword masters in Jiangcheng City according to rumors. I plan to comprehend the swordsmanship for a while before deciding whether to merge with the Martial Spirit King's Sword!"

Zhao Ji nodded approvingly, "That's great! I thought you were only good at politics and business, and might neglect your own cultivation. Now that I see you so clear-minded, I am relieved!"

After the marriage was settled, he really treated Ying Wuji as his own nephew to cultivate.

Especially since this kid was emotionally attached to Zhao Ning, in some ways, he was more worthy of cultivation than a nephew.

This conversation was filled with genuine feelings.

Ying Wuji nodded earnestly, "Father, rest assured! I will not slack off. Whether it's cultivating literature or martial arts, I will strive to excel in both and wholeheartedly assist the Crown Prince. As long as the Crown Prince doesn't bully me, we will be the only ones bullying others in the future!"

"Hahaha, good!"

Zhao Ji couldn't contain his joy and directly threw a jade pendant to him, "This jade pendant will belong to you from now on!"

Ying Wuji took a look and saw that there was only the character "Wu" on the jade pendant.

He was a little puzzled, "What is this..."

Zhao Ji said in a deep voice, "This is the entry jade pendant for the Lingwu Divine Realm!"

Lingwu Divine Realm!

Ying Wuji's eyes lit up.

He had actually heard of this name before. It was rumored that the founder was the Martial Saint who established the current cultivation system.

The Lingwu Divine Realm was not a real existing world, but more like a dream space. As long as the entry jade pendant was attached to the forehead when sleeping, consciousness could enter the divine realm after falling asleep.

Everyone's identity would be hidden, and their cultivation would be equalized.

After entering, three opponents would be randomly matched, and only martial skills could be used, not spells.

Each battle was a life and death struggle, and after three battles, the dream would be forcibly terminated regardless of victory or defeat.

If someone loses ten battles in a row, they will be permanently banned from entering.

It can be said that this is a paradise for battle maniacs and a holy land for cultivation fanatics.

It can make up for the lack of practical combat experience.

It was rumored that this jade pendant was distributed by the Lingwu Palace, created by the descendants of the Martial Saint.

The distribution standard was the ethereal "spirituality of a master", and only true martial arts geniuses could be recognized. However, those with high cultivation talent were impossible to catch their attention.

But it is said that if the royal families of each country are lucky, they can also obtain a few extra spots.

This jade pendant was indeed quite precious.

"Thank you, Father!"

"This is the path that every strong person must go through. Cherish it!"

Zhao Ji looked at him with a smile, "Don't lose ten battles in a row and get kicked out. The Li royal family can't afford to lose such a person!"Ying Wuji nodded solemnly, "Yes!"

"Let's go! It's time to go to war, don't keep the soldiers waiting! Nangong Ling is still waiting for me to send him off!"

Zhao Ji looked at the sky and stood up, walking towards the palace.

Ying Wuji nodded and followed closely behind.

At this moment.

Zhao Ning had already changed back to his usual appearance as the Crown Prince, the only difference was that he changed out of the court attire for handling political affairs and put on a sharp and restrained armor, looking heroic.

Beside him, Li Caimei looked at Ying Wuji with a smile in her beautiful eyes.

It's unknown if these two women said anything just now.

Their eyes only exchanged briefly.

A stone bridge appeared in the sky out of nowhere.

It was the exclusive divine ability of the King of Li, "Creating a Bridge from Heaven."

Before the stone bridge appeared, the five carriages exclusive to the lords were already in position. After everyone got on the carriages, they soared into the sky along the stone bridge and headed towards the outskirts of the city.

...

The gates of Jiang City were already bustling.

The last time it was this lively was during the opening ceremony of the Hundred Family Gathering.

This time, it was the end of the gathering, marking a complete conclusion.

In addition, with the departure ceremony of the Zhao family's northern expedition, the momentum this time was extremely grand.

The viewing platform was still the same viewing platform.

The people watching were still the same people.

It's just that the people who were welcomed last time have become the ones being sent off today.

Some people still had smiles on their faces, while others no longer had the arrogance they had before, and even their smiles seemed somewhat forced.

"Don't you think so, Nangong brother?" Zhao Ji asked with a smile.

Nangong Ling snapped out of his daze and asked, "What? What did you say, Zhao brother?"

Zhao Ji stroked his beard and smiled, "I mean, a true friend is like a rare gem, even if we are separated by thousands of miles, we can still feel as if we are together in Jiang City every day!"

Oh!

To quote a poem about a son-in-law, it's really face-saving!

However, Nangong Ling's expression didn't look too good. Together in Jiang City every day?

Just go away!

These days in Jiang City have been simply torturous for him.

On the day of the tomb banquet, he was almost humiliated.

And then.

Every time he saw someone, he felt humiliated again.

As a cultivator in the Enlightened God Realm, as a descendant of the Martial Saint, he had lost all his dignity.

But fortunately, everyone tacitly avoided mentioning the Zhou royal family anymore. As long as the situation didn't continue to escalate, the Zhou royal family's face could still be preserved. Moreover, the tomb banquet ended in an acceptable manner. As long as the Muye Stele was still there, the alliance of the Ji clan still had a chance to survive.

Nangong Ling laughed heartily, "A true friend is like a rare gem, even if we are separated by thousands of miles, we can still feel as if we are together in Jiang City! Hahaha..."

Hearing what he said, everyone present was surprised.

They thought that the Nangong family was truly loyal to the Zhou royal family, to the point where they could say such things.

However, at this moment, a voice rang out.

"Your Majesty! This humble Daoist has something to report!"

"Hmm?"

Zhao Ji frowned slightly. Although interrupting at this time was not as solemn as the welcoming ceremony, it was still quite audacious.

But when he saw who was speaking, he became interested.

The little Taoist from the Han family?

He had heard Ying Wuji talk about what happened in the tomb banquet and knew that this little Taoist had a unique way of doing things. Although he had the surname Han, he was not influenced by the Han family and even went against them. As a monarch, he liked this kind of person the most.

He smiled and said, "So it's Han nephew. If you have something to say, come up to the stage!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Han Juan calmly thanked him and, leaning on his sword, climbed up the stage with difficulty.

Suddenly, everyone's gaze fell on him.

After all, what Han Juan did in the tomb banquet was not a secret. This Taoist usually didn't stand out, so when he did, it was definitely going to be a big deal. No one knew what he was here for this time.

Even Nangong Ling looked at him with a sense of wariness.

Zhao Ji smiled warmly, "Han nephew, what do you have to report?"

Han Juan coughed weakly with a pale face, "Your Majesty! When this humble Daoist returned to Jiang City for the first time, I once requested an audience with the Crown Prince. At that time, His Highness promised me a grand gathering for the Daoists. I wonder if he still remembers!"

Zhao Ji's lips couldn't help but curl up slightly, "The Crown Prince governs in place of the king, his words are my words. A king does not make empty promises, so there is no reason why I can't fulfill it. Han nephew, please speak!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Han Juan bowed with difficulty, leaning on his sword, and slowly turned to face the descendants of the Hundred Families and the Li army about to set off.

With a faint smile, his voice, although still weak, reached everyone's ears.

"On the third day of March next year!"

"The Daoists will hold the Immortal Sword Conference in Jiang City!"

"In addition to the Qi Luck of the three Daoist sects, it will also determine the ownership of a legendary sword!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up.

Although this gathering was already considered extremely exciting, it did feel like something was missing without the presence of the Daoists.

They didn't expect that the Daoists had planned something big on their own.

The Qi Luck of the three Daoist sects was indeed a huge investment.

And there was also the ownership of a legendary sword...

They just didn't know which sword it was!

However, many people were curious as to why the Daoists had singled themselves out and what profound meaning there was behind it.

Ying Wuji was excited.

He felt that this sword should be more prestigious than the Sword of Martial Spirit, otherwise it wouldn't live up to the Daoists' actions.

Perhaps it was his dream sword!

He couldn't help but ask, "Brother Han! May I ask, what kind of sword is this?"Han Juan couldn't help but chuckle, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over Nangong Ling at his side, a hint of mockery flashing across his lips.

He spoke in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear.

"The King of Commerce's Sword - Hanguang!"

Nangong Ling: "!!"

Ying Wuji: "!!"

The Emperor Zhou was assassinated in his dream.

It was this sword, wasn't it?

Han Juan, you old sixth, you wouldn't stir things up unless it's big news, would you?

When you're just trying to make great content at bit.ly/3iBfjkV.