Several dozen miles.

This is the limit of Ying Wuji's mastery of this supreme skill.

His moves are still a bit stiff, not as smooth as the Thirteenth Lord.

But at this stage, it is already enough.

Several dozen miles.

On the mountaintop of the deserted mountains in the outskirts.

At this moment, he has already merged with the Hanguang Sword by seventy percent. Although he cannot sense the exact location of the Sword Spirit, the general direction is still fine.

This place is at most ten miles away from the Sword Spirit.

Not too close.

But on this mountaintop, it can definitely make the Sword Spirit clearly notice what he is doing.

"Chi!"

Ying Wuji took out the Hanguang Sword and inserted it into the highest green stone on the mountaintop. There was no sound of metal and stone clashing, only a slight friction sound, as if cutting a piece of rough tofu.

Under the moonlight.

The body of the Hanguang Sword seemed to be nonexistent.

It was like a hilt hanging in the air.

It looked quite strange.

This movement awakened Han Juan, who turned into a wisp of smoke and emerged.

Helplessly, he glanced at Ying Wuji, but didn't say much. He just stretched and sat on a stone, pretending to doze off.

Seeing Ying Wuji take out the ancient zither, Han Juan couldn't help but yawn and ask, "Brother Ying! Although that Sword Spirit senior likes music, I'm afraid it's not something that can be attracted by just one or two songs, right? You've been playing for a few days, but he still hasn't shown up!"

"Nonsense!"

Ying Wuji curled his lips. "I can sense that the Sword Spirit has been active near Jiangcheng. Its position during the day is unpredictable, but for several consecutive nights, we have appeared on this hilltop. What does that mean?"

Han Juan asked with half-closed eyes, "What does it mean?"

Ying Wuji took a deep breath. "He has me in his heart!"

Han Juan: "..."

Ying Wuji was somewhat dissatisfied with his reaction.

And he felt that his words were too enthusiastic.

So he added, "Even if he doesn't have me in his heart, it still means that he likes my music. At least he enjoys listening to it!"

Han Juan raised his eyelids slightly. "If he enjoys listening to it, why doesn't he show up even after you've called him several times?"

Ying Wuji thought for a moment. "Maybe it's just enjoyable, but not enough to reach the climax. The strategy is right, but I just didn't do well enough. Hey, what's with that expression? Don't tell me my previous songs weren't good?"

"Good!"

Han Juan replied truthfully. He was not good at lying. If it was good, it was good. If it wasn't, it wasn't.

Ying Wuji smirked. "Doesn't it feel like a sword immortal slaying demons and monsters?"

Han Juan nodded. "Indeed!"

That's it!

Ying Wuji slapped his thigh. "Damn it, I even brought out 'Love for Eternity', the divine sword song of my previous life. Of course, I made some modifications. Otherwise, with the aesthetic taste of this era, it might not be fully appreciated."

From the effect, it should be good.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been on repeat for several nights, and the Sword Spirit brother is still listening.

Resting his chin on his hand, Han Juan said boredly, "But the Sword Spirit senior still hasn't come. Maybe he just treats this song as a pastime?"

"Nonsense!"

Ying Wuji sneered, but had to admit that it was indeed the case.

He couldn't reach the level that the Sword Spirit brother expected.

Or maybe.

The Sword Spirit brother is not as carefree as he seems?

He originally wanted to play for a long time, play different songs, and sincerely move the Sword Spirit brother.

But now, he was forced to this point, resorting to such enthusiastic behavior. When will he be able to win over the Sword Spirit brother?

He needs to show some real skills.

Tonight!

Have a good hunt!

So, under Han Juan's gaze, Ying Wuji took out a pile of musical instruments from the table.

Flute.

Chime bells.

War drum.

He also took out many other musical instruments, but they didn't feel quite right, so he put them back.

After scratching his head for a while, he finally pulled out the Hanguang Sword embedded in the mountain rock.

Han Juan was a little puzzled. "Brother Ying, are you planning to play all these instruments together?"

Ying Wuji asked back, "Why not?"

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He casually sprinkled four or five soybeans from his pocket, and instantly, four or five bare-chested men appeared. Then, each of them picked up an instrument.

Han Juan: "..."

Ah, so this is how you use the soybean soldiers?

He was mentally prepared for Ying Wuji's weird use of soybean soldiers, but he didn't expect it to be used like this.

The soybean soldiers of the Nangong family are said to only know how to fight.

But Ying Wuji's soybean soldiers are just like living people. Who knows what other puppet techniques he knows?

However, this...

It's a bit too talented.

Han Juan watched as Ying Wuji gave up all the instruments and only held the Hanguang Sword. He couldn't help but ask, "Brother Ying! Don't you play music yourself?"

Ying Wuji shook the Hanguang Sword in his hand. "Isn't this my instrument?"

Han Juan was stunned. "What kind of instrument is this?"

Ying Wuji held the sword in his right hand and formed a seal with his left hand.

In an instant.

Thunder rumbled in his palm, and the Hanguang Sword hummed, emitting a series of novel and strange notes.

Han Juan: "???"

This works too?

Is this how you use the Five Thunder Palm?

Ying Wuji smiled faintly. He learned this skill from Jiang Leqing and then improved upon it.

In the end, it became this ultimate electric musical instrument sword.

Becoming the Great Li's electric eel is just around the corner.Han Juan couldn't help but be curious when he saw Wuji's grand display of power and mastery of the Five Thunders. "What kind of melody are you going to play with such a big setup?"

Wuji smirked, "The Sword Spirit's Temptation!"

Han Juan: "......"

Before he could say anything else, a soldier struck the bell, producing a grand feeling with just a few strikes.

In harmony with the war drums, it made one feel as if they were on top of the clouds.

Then, a melodious flute sound, seemingly hiding the sound of clashing swords, began to play. Although it was a song with ups and downs, it appeared incredibly elegant.

Enjoying the world, yet untainted by worldly matters.

It sounded contradictory.

But it blended together perfectly.

It was strange.

But it sounded good.

After several instruments intertwined, it went beyond his understanding of music.

Most importantly.

This guy was actually playing it alone.

Impressive!

Wuji smiled faintly.

So, you're the Sword Spirit?

If I can't blow you away with "The Legend of the Sword", the next one will be "The Breaking Formation Song of the King of Lanling". There will always be a song that suits you.

Although it may not fit perfectly.

But there's no other choice.

Although Wuji had advanced in the "Mastery of Music" with "Ear-Piercing Melody", he hadn't focused much on it, so he could only play the songs he had heard before.

Regardless of whether they were suitable or not, he could freely play them on the Sword Spirit tonight.

Most importantly.

He tightened his grip on the handle of the Bright Sword and increased the power of the infused thunder energy.

The electric sound was extremely penetrating, and the entire night sky resonated with the trembling sound of the sword's body.

The Bright Sword probably never imagined.

That one day it would be used like this.

If it weren't for its extraordinary material quality.

It would have been ruined.

After a long time, the song ended.

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"Hoo..."

Wuji put away his long sword and turned the soldier who was playing the music back into a soybean in his palm.

Han Juan asked, "Is it done?"

Wuji smirked, "Of course!"

He didn't know the rank of this secret technique, but it was quite practical.

It could transform between reality and illusion at any time, condensing thoughts into entities and turning the body into nothingness.

Most importantly.

The Sword Spirit's emotions were in place.

But he put away the sword.

And waited for a long time.

But no one came.

Wuji's expression became a bit unnatural. Why did he feel like he had been taken advantage of by the Sword Spirit?

Sensing Han Juan's helpless gaze, he finally couldn't hold back and summoned a thunder technique out of thin air. The Bright Sword emitted a loud electric sound, "Senior Sword Spirit, if you don't show up, I will play the Bright Sword for you for three days and three nights!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a indifferent voice appeared in his mind.

"Stop it!"

In the next instant, a sword shadow broke through the air.

When it landed on the ground, it had already turned into a figure.

But this figure...

It turned out to be the Sword Spirit's older sister?

The Bright Sword Spirit glanced at Wuji's right hand holding the sword with a complicated expression, unable to help but ask, "Who taught you how to use the sword like this?"

Wuji replied seriously, "Jiang Leqing from the Qi Kingdom!"

"Oh..."

The Bright Sword Spirit nodded coldly, seemingly deeply remembering this name.

She glanced at Wuji's right hand holding the sword and quickly looked away.

Although it only stayed for a moment.

But Wuji still caught the longing and resistance in her eyes.

Her voice was slightly cold, her tone serious, "From now on, you are not allowed to play the sword as an instrument!"

"Alright then!"

Wuji looked unwilling, but he could only reluctantly agree. Then he grinned at the Sword Spirit, "Actually, I have a favor to ask!"

The Bright Sword Spirit's expression changed, "You don't think that by playing a few songs for me, I have to do whatever you want, do you?"

"Of course not, how could I have such strong ulterior motives?"

Wuji patted his leg in distress, "It's just that I'm in danger and have no choice but to ask for your help. I'm afraid of being too abrupt, so I cleverly chose a few songs to play for you."

The Bright Sword Spirit's expression eased slightly, "Tell me, what do you need?"

Wuji pursed his lips, "I want you to protect someone for seven days!"

"Seven days?"

The Bright Sword Spirit frowned, seemingly displeased.

Wuji quickly said, "Seven days might be a bit long, but I will return ten times the number of days afterward. During this period, as long as you want to listen to music, I will be there!"

The Bright Sword Spirit didn't seem to appreciate it, feeling that she had been taken advantage of.

Wuji added, "Each day's song will be different!"

The Bright Sword Spirit: "......"

Her eyebrows twitched. If every song had the same quality as today's, it seemed quite good.

But...

Wuji struck while the iron was hot, "I have a Sound-Recording Conch from the East Sea Demon Clan here. I can give it to you along with the songs!"

The Bright Sword Spirit: "Deal!"

The Sound-Recording Conch!

Although it had no practical use.

But as long as the conch was carried around, one could listen to music anytime, anywhere.

This was more than just playing music for seventy days.

She could tell.

Wuji wanted to establish a mutual relationship with her, so that she couldn't escape in the future.

After all, she was also a master at the God-Realization Realm.

But this kid was still too naive.

He actually made such a one-sided deal.After waiting for these seventy days, he immediately took the Sound Recording Spirit Conch and left, no longer attached to the mortal world. He couldn't let this guy succeed.

She said in a deep voice, "Protect who?"

"I will draw it for you right away!"

As he spoke, he took out pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from his bracelet.

He drew his mother and wife.

Hanguang Sword Spirit took the drawing paper, glanced at it, and nodded, "It's good!"

Ying Wuji respectfully said, "Thank you for taking care of me during my seclusion for these seven days, senior!"

"Mm!"

Hanguang Sword Spirit nodded and turned into a stream of light, disappearing into the sky.

It was in the direction of Jiangcheng.

Ying Wuji looked at her figure and couldn't help but grin.

Seven times seven is seventy, plus the original seven days, that would be seventy-seven days.

He would find some things to do along the way.

It wouldn't be a problem to delay until the end of the Ming Capital.

By then,

He would invite her to be a bodyguard again.

He looked at Han Juan, "Is it difficult to comprehend the sword intent in the Hanguang Sword?"

Han Juan propped his cheek and said, "Of course it's difficult, what's wrong?"

Ying Wuji stroked the stubble on his chin and said seriously, "I have been your master for several months, but I have only taught you a few insignificant spells. I feel ashamed. The substitute teacher has already been arranged for you, and I will ask him sternly!"

Han Juan: "......"

Ying Wuji didn't say much either. He called him back into the Hanguang Sword and opened up the space with a sword, returning to his own secret room. He asked Bai Yi for the secret technique to unlock the bloodline of the Tianren Clan.

This secret technique was indeed extremely complicated.

It required continuous seclusion.

Without unlocking the secret technique, he couldn't come out of seclusion.

Once interrupted, all previous efforts would be in vain.

Only this kind of intricate and complicated secret technique could barely seal the bloodline of the Tianren Clan.

What exactly was the bloodline of the Tianren Clan?

As the seal technique was gradually unlocked, he felt that the bloodline of the Tianren Clan was not fundamentally different from the current bloodline.

There was still a large amount of unrefined blood energy in his dantian, which was melted by the little fox with her mouth using the Moyu Stele in Mingdu. The part that could be freely controlled had already achieved the Zhuanxu Emperor body with his main wife.

But in fact, this part that couldn't be controlled was the majority.

And the Zhuanxu Emperor body, this top ancient physique, was almost the limit of blood energy capacity.

The aura emitted by the bloodline of the Tianren Clan was very similar to blood energy.

It could also greatly enhance a person's innate conditions, and it seemed that there was no shared limit with blood energy. Just by leaking a little, Ying Wuji could clearly feel the improvement in his physique and spirit.

This kind of sublimation-like feeling made Ying Wuji feel ecstatic.

But at the same time, he seemed to have discovered the essence of bloodline.

Although everyone's bloodline seemed isolated, in fact, it seemed to be connected with others.

It was like the water holes on the hills, each one storing water, but the terrain was different, so the momentum of the water was also different, which meant that there was always an invisible flow.

Combining with the previous saying about the birth of the Tianren Clan.

He vaguely had a realization.

This so-called bloodline, rather than being different from bloodline or genetic material, it was more like a way of distributing talents.

The traditional saying was called "clan fortune".

The general meaning was to let a group of people become powerful first, and then lead the younger generation to live a good life together.

Therefore, during the period of fate, the Tianren Clan was born in the human race, rising from adversity, and eventually becoming the ruler of all races.

After the Yan and Huang Emperors.

The bloodline rule became much milder, no longer forcibly plundering, but related to the development of the ethnic group. Those who could lead the ethnic group to develop better would have a stronger bloodline. Once the ethnic group declined, the bloodline would also decline.

Later, the appearance of the Moyu Stele of the Zhou royal family forcibly reversed this rule and directly controlled the distribution of clan fortune through enfeoffment.

Although there were also enfeoffments before Zhou, they were mostly just a title. The rise and fall completely depended on the development of the ethnic group. Even if there was direct promotion, it was because there was more room for development. Whether they could retain it or not still depended on the development of each ethnic group.

But when it came to the Zhou royal family, as long as there was enfeoffment, the bloodline could be greatly enhanced.

Later, because of enfeoffment, the direct control of land by the Zhou royal family became less and less, which led to a gradual decline in both national power and rules. Naturally, they also gradually lost control of the Moyu Stele.

Ying Wuji roughly understood.

The Zhuanxu Emperor body was the upper limit of the bloodline rule.

But the distribution mode of the Tianren Clan was far from reaching this limit.

This noble feeling of bloodline that made him ecstatic made it difficult for the Tianren Clan to let go. Therefore, after defeating the Yao Clan, it was only natural to cut off ties with the ordinary human race.

In short, this group of rich and powerful people didn't want to play with their poor relatives anymore. They turned around and didn't forget to say, "I can become stronger because of my own efforts, why should I play with you?"

This thing called bloodline rule.

Indeed, it needed to be changed.

It wasn't that Ying Wuji picked up his bowl and cursed, although he was the beneficiary of two "clan fortune distributions", he really felt embarrassed to receive so many benefits for nothing.

He had already done some things before.

As for what to do in the future, he would decide after coming out of seclusion.

Now, it was enough to unlock the seal with peace of mind.According to Bai Yi, although the bloodline of the Bai clan has declined to a certain extent, it is not because the "clan fortune" has dissipated, but because the current Bai family cannot bear such a large clan fortune, so the clan fortune has quietly retreated and will be immediately stimulated when encountering a powerful bloodline.

Just like the emergence of geniuses in troubled times, it is actually a process of redistributing hidden clan fortune, distributing benefits to true talents as much as possible.

When the Bai family decided to support Ying Yue, they originally planned to marry him to more than a dozen Bai family women.

But Ying Yue refused on the grounds that he only truly loved Bai Yi.

But now thinking back, it should be because of the curse of the royal bloodline of the Ying surname and his unwillingness to let the relatives take power.

The bloodline of Zhuan Xu should be able to seize the hidden clan fortune to the extreme.

No wonder this guy doesn't consider the royal family's descendants at all and insists on taking Ying Wuque back.

Regardless of whether this guy can become a true talent or not, as long as the Muye Monument is not completely shattered, the bloodline of the descendants of Emperor Zhuanxu's body cannot immediately decline, and it can maximize the seizure of the clan fortune.

It seems that besides the Li family women, Lao Bi Deng has also prepared several Bai family tool women for Xiao Bi Deng.

Once they return, they will probably become baby-making machines.

According to Bai Yi, the clan fortune of the Bai clan is now like a mine, as long as there is Bai clan bloodline, it can be exploited. Now is the time to compete for exploitation.

In summary: after the bloodline awakens, have more children.

Put in more effort.

Break through quickly.

After solving the demonic seeds outside, put in more effort to have children.

...

The next day.

Early morning.

A carriage from Qingjiang Palace stopped at the gate of the Marquis Mansion.

Zhao Ning, dressed in palace attire, looked exactly like the original Yang Princess. She hurriedly got off the carriage and walked into the Marquis Mansion.

In the inner courtyard, she happened to see Hua Chao taking care of the green plants in the courtyard, looking exactly like a mistress.

The two glanced at each other.

There was a hint of vigilance in Hua Chao's eyes, but she didn't show it. Instead, she politely said, "Princess, why are you here so early? What's the matter?"

Zhao Ning really wanted to say, "Is there a problem with me coming to find my husband?"

But after thinking about it, she realized that she was acting as the original Yang and was indeed a bit arrogant, and she wasn't very nice to Ying Wuji. It was abnormal for Hua Chao not to show any signs of it.

The important thing now was to deal with the matter at hand and avoid unnecessary conflicts.

She arched her hand and said, "The king has something to say to Wuji. I'm just here to pass on the message and then leave."

"Oh?"

Hua Chao was taken aback. She didn't expect Zhao Ning to be so polite.

She felt a little embarrassed by Zhao Ning's politeness and smiled gently, "Wuji went somewhere early in the morning. Princess, please wait here. I'll go and ask."

As she spoke, she walked over and lightly knocked on Bai Yi's door.

As soon as the knocking sound rang three times, Bai Yi pushed the door open and smiled, patting Hua Chao's hand, then quickly walked towards Zhao Ning.

Zhao Ning quickly saluted, "Mother!"

Bai Yi affectionately held her wrist, "No need for formalities! Good girl, you came at a bad time. Wuji is in seclusion!"

"Seclusion?"

Zhao Ning's face changed, "When will he come out of seclusion?"

Bai Yi thought for a moment, "It might take about ten days. This time his seclusion is crucial and should not be interrupted. If you have anything, just tell your mother!"

Ten days...

Zhao Ning felt a little cold in her heart and subconsciously glanced at Hua Chao. She quickly said, "Mother, can I talk to you privately?"

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Bai Yi also felt that the matter seemed important. She smiled at Hua Chao and quickly pulled Zhao Ning into the room, asking in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Ning had no choice but to explain the situation in Ying Wuji's backyard.

Bai Yi was also shocked.

On the one hand, she was surprised that her eldest daughter-in-law had such courage. She hadn't even consummated her marriage with Wuji, but she was already taking care of the matters in the backyard.

On the other hand...

It seemed really difficult to handle!

Hua Chao's demonic seed was indeed hard to deal with.

It would be best to avoid them meeting.

But she couldn't neglect Tang Tang either. It was obvious that she was thinking about something, and she couldn't suppress her emotions. It would not only expose her faster, but also make her feel wronged. It didn't conform to the principle of treating everyone equally.

Even if Ying Wuji hadn't gone into seclusion, he wouldn't make such a cruel and foolish choice.

So what should they do?

Should they really let the two meet?

The theater troupe belonged to Hua Chao, and it was also the result of her hard work with her son. How could she not be there? How could she not be there?

Bai Yi was a little headache.

It was said that boys would have a troublesome period when they were young.

But Wuji was sent to the Kingdom of Li since he was young.

Although it was a process that was extremely reluctant and painful, no matter what, she had skipped this stage.

Who could have expected...

That they had just met, and she had returned all the troubles she owed.

She had only been a mother for one day.

And she was already solving the problems in her son's backyard.

Who could bear this?

Zhao Ning couldn't help but ask, "Mother! Can't Wuji really come out of seclusion?"

Bai Yi shook her head, "It's better not to. He is breaking the seal of the Tianren Clan. If it is interrupted, there will be endless troubles."

Zhao Ning looked worried, "Then what should we do?"

"Mother also wants to know what to do!"

Bai Yi clenched her hands and paced back and forth in the room.

These were all her good daughters-in-law, and they would give birth to her precious grandchildren in the future.

She didn't want to see anyone getting hurt.

But...

What should she do?She looked up and asked, "Has Wuji encountered this kind of thing before?"

"He has!"

"How did he handle it at that time?"

"Well..."

Zhao Ning recalled for a moment and then described the scene of watching the Liang Zhu opera together.

Bai Yi instantly understood.

Her son was completely a rookie who survived by luck.

If it weren't for the fact that they happened to be rehearsing Liang Zhu at that time.

If it weren't for Tang Tang's special talent for interpreting things.

This ungrateful child would have capsized long ago.

Unfilial son!

How dare you play both sides?

Zhao Ning asked in a low voice, "Mother! What should we do now?"

Bai Yi sighed, "We can only follow the same pattern. Isn't your Zhao family known for being close to the princess? Let's all go and listen to the opera together!

I'll first ask Hua Chao which plays are available, and try to choose one that can make Tang Tang misunderstand.

Before the play starts, I'll show a special interest in opera and ask Hua Chao to take me backstage for a visit.

When the play starts, we'll come back directly to listen to it.

Try not to give the two girls a chance to communicate directly.

You should fully cooperate with me then!

The plan is a bit rough.

But let's fool them for now, and we'll see what to do when that little brat comes out of seclusion.

The trouble he caused can only be solved by him!"

Zhao Ning didn't expect her to come up with such a sophisticated plan in such a short time. She opened her mouth and said, "If Wuji had half of your ability to arrange things, he wouldn't have ended up in this situation today."

Bai Yi: "..."

Is she praising her?

Not sure!

Let's listen again...

...

Soon, seven days arrived.

This was the time Zhao Ning promised to Li Caimei, and it was also Li Caimei's maximum tolerance limit.

During this time, Li Caimei had asked a few times if they could advance a few days because she was afraid that Bai Yi would feel neglected.

This was certainly one of the reasons.

As for the main reason, Zhao Ning knew better than Li Caimei.

It wouldn't be good to delay any longer.

And Bai Yi also said that she estimated Ying Wuji would be in seclusion for about ten days.

So there was no need to delay.

During these seven days, the city of Jiangcheng was quite peaceful, as if it was the calm before the storm.

The Wei and Han families were eagerly buying bronze mirrors, waiting for the moment when the Capital of the Great Ming would appear.

Without the Wei and Han families blocking their way, the Li family didn't dare to be too reckless. The rumors about Zhao Ning being a daughter spread only in a small circle, and because it was too small, most people treated it as a rumor and didn't cause any waves.

The whole city of Jiangcheng was peaceful.

The business of the opera troupe was also getting better and better.

When Hua Chao heard that Bai Yi was going to listen to the opera in the palace, she took the initiative to close for a day and used her own money to invite the actors of the opera troupe in a private capacity.

In the past, the opera troupe had never been booked like this.

It was for the sake of her little obsession, not letting power corrupt the opera.

But this time.

It was the mother-in-law who wanted to listen.

Although the rules couldn't be broken, there was still room for maneuver.

The opera troupe would sometimes close for a day and invite friends to sing for the mother-in-law in a private capacity.

No problem, right!

However, Hua Chao didn't expect that after she made this suggestion, Bai Yi smiled and refused, saying that she liked the hustle and bustle and wanted to see how her son and daughter-in-law's business was doing.

Hua Chao didn't object either. As long as her mother-in-law was happy, everything was fine. She spent a long time with Bai Yi selecting the opera for that day, but none of them met Bai Yi's requirements. In the end, they chose Liang Zhu.

"Clang!"

The gong sounded.

The palace's convoy arrived.

At the other end, the carriage from the Marquis's Mansion also arrived.

Both sides stopped at the same time.

Bai Yi got off the carriage with a smile on her face.

On the other side, Zhao Ning and Li Caimei followed behind the queen and got off the carriage, holding hands.

Today.

A purely female gathering.

Except for the accompanying guards and Cao Gonggong, all were female relatives from the two families, which was in line with the habits of the noble women in Jiangcheng.

"Bai Jiejie is here too, it's a coincidence!"

"This shows that Xuanji and I have a telepathic connection."

As soon as the two queens met, they chatted affectionately.

Zhao Ning and Li Caimei, the younger generation, accompanied them, but Li Caimei intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the figure waiting outside the door.

After the two queens chatted for a while.

Hua Chao smiled and greeted them, "Greetings to the queen, greetings to Aunt, greetings to the Crown Princess, greetings to the Princess!"

Although her relationship with Ying Wuji was already an open secret.

But since Original Yang was the queen's daughter, calling her mother-in-law "mother" in front of the queen still had a bit of a triumphant meaning.

Hua Chao just wanted to wholeheartedly treat Ying Wuji well and wouldn't do anything to compete or be jealous.

But she didn't know why.

When she met the Crown Princess's gaze, she felt something strange in her eyes.

But she didn't take it to heart and led everyone upstairs with a smile.

Although it wasn't a private booking.

The seats on the second floor had already been cleared out, so there was no need to worry about the mother-in-law being disturbed by outsiders.

And she arranged the timing specifically so that the audience on the first floor would be delayed for a while, so it would be much quieter.

To avoid too many people and those who shouldn't be there mixing in, so as not to alarm the guards and ruin the mood of listening to the music.

Anyway, there were fruits and snacks provided in the private box, and chatting wouldn't make time pass too slowly.

"Great!"

Bai Yi looked at the arrangement of the opera stage and couldn't help but feel a bit emotional. All of this was built bit by bit by her son and daughter-in-law with their own hands.The queen couldn't help but laugh and said, "Wuji has suffered a lot, but the result is good."

"Yes!"

Bai Yi felt a bit sentimental, and the two held hands affectionately.

However, her ears were paying attention to all the sounds around her.

Fortunately, the elders were talking.

The younger generation could only communicate in a low voice.

Li Caimei glanced at Hua Chao a few times but didn't move.

Just as Bai Yi was about to relax.

Something unexpected happened.

Her little Tang Tang hadn't moved yet.

But Hua Chao's daughter-in-law took the initiative to go.

This...

Hua Chao walked over with a smile, "Princess, Princess Consort, are you not satisfied with the snacks? Shall I order a new batch?"

To be honest.

She was quite grateful to the royal family.

They actually turned a blind eye to Wuji and her affairs.

Although Yangyang's temperament was a bit rebellious, she couldn't treat her coldly because of this. She must be treated well.

Moreover, she had a good impression of the Princess Consort.

And she always felt a strange sense of familiarity from her.

"Satisfied, satisfied! No need to change."

Li Caimei replied repeatedly.

Although her suspicions made her uneasy, she didn't have any ill feelings towards Hua Chao herself. She even felt a sense of familiarity for no reason.

She hesitated in her heart.

Was she overthinking?

How could Wuji, such a good person, bear to hurt her?

But there were some things she had to ask today.

It's just that she didn't know how to start.

Hua Chao smiled, "Then I can rest assured. Today's play is still Liang Zhu. Your Highness has already seen it last time, but it's still a bit regretful. If you don't mind, you can come often in the future. We have many other plays here!"

"Really?"

Li Caimei was a little surprised. She didn't expect Hua Chao to be so enthusiastic. Maybe she was thinking too much.

But after thinking about it, Hua Chao's enthusiasm towards the Princess Consort didn't indicate any relationship with Wuji.

She pursed her lips and smiled, "I've heard that Miss Hua Chao and the son-in-law are rare kindred spirits. The current plays in the theater are all composed by the two of you. I guess you must have had many conversations when composing the music, right?"

"Well..."

Hua Chao blushed a little, but the queen and Yangyang were beside her, so she couldn't appear too shy.

After thinking for a moment, she smiled, "I... I did have some conversations with Wu... with the son-in-law..."

"Hua Chao!"

Bai Yi suddenly remembered something and looked at them with a smile, "I really like this theater. Can you show me the backstage? I also want to understand the wonders of this industry. Oh?"

She seemed to have noticed the situation here just now, "You're chatting with Caimei, why don't we wait until you finish chatting?"

Zhao Ning: "..."

This natural expression.

He was much better than Wuji.

Li Caimei couldn't delay the time of her elders. Although she was reluctant to give up this opportunity, she didn't want to provoke Bai Yi's displeasure here. She quickly smiled and said, "I was just chatting with Miss Hua Chao. Since I'm also curious about the theater, why don't I accompany Miss Hua Chao to show Auntie around?"

Zhao Ning: "..."

Bai Yi: "..."

But Hua Chao was overjoyed and affectionately held Li Caimei's hand, "Since that's the case, I'll accompany Your Highness and Auntie to visit!"

After speaking, the two women stood up hand in hand.

Zhao Ning quickly said, "I'm also curious. Let's go together!"

Bai Yi secretly thought that this matter was more troublesome than she expected.

It seemed that she would have to rely on herself later.

She maintained a smile on her face and held the hands of her two daughters-in-law, "Then let's go together!"

With that, under Hua Chao's lead, they went directly to the backstage from another staircase.

The queen signaled Cao Gonggong to follow and protect.

She rubbed her head.

Wuji was becoming more and more unruly. When his ship was about to capsize, he closed himself off and left his mother-in-law to stabilize the situation.

How dare he.

...

Backstage.

"This is the dressing table, where the actors put on their makeup. At first, we used our own rouge to paint on our faces for the first scene. Later, the son-in-law specially invited a painter and customized a batch of makeup colors, fearing that it would harm the actors' skin."

"This is the wardrobe, where the actors change their clothes."

"This is..."

Hua Chao introduced everything with great pride, talking about the current situation and interesting anecdotes from the past, always with a happy smile on her face.

Li Caimei looked at her expression and felt more and more uneasy.

She mentioned Wuji.

Why was she so happy?

Shouldn't there be a feeling of unrequited love?

"It's great!"

When Hua Chao finished introducing almost everything, Li Caimei finally found a chance to speak, "Miss Hua Chao, I really like the costumes. I wonder if you can help me change into one? I also want to try it!"

"Of course!"

Hua Chao was pleasantly surprised. She thought Li Caimei was just being polite when she said she liked the theater, but she didn't expect her to actually want to change into a costume.

She really liked it!

This sister was not only kind, but her interests were also quite similar to hers. It seemed that they should get to know each other more in the future.

Li Caimei felt a sense of joy in her heart.During the costume change, there should be some time for two people to be alone, right?

However, at this moment.

Bai Yi picked up a mask and exclaimed in surprise, "This mask is beautifully made. What is its role in the opera?"

Hua Chao had been ready to take Li Caimei to try on the costumes, but when she heard the question, she had to stop.

Li Caimei smiled and said, "Miss, you go and explain to your aunt first. It won't take much time!"

"Okay!"

Only then did Hua Chao go over and explain the face-changing trick she and Ying Wuji had discussed but had not yet put into practice.

Bai Yi wouldn't let her go so easily. Her gaze shifted to a young boy on the side who was painting a mask.

He was about ten years old, still a child.

"Did that child paint all these masks?"

"Yes! He is my direct disciple. He has a talent for painting, so I let him learn opera and paint masks at the same time. It also earns him some money for living."

Hua Chao smiled and waved at the boy, "Qing Yan, come here!"

"Ah!"

The boy named Qing Yan seemed a bit slow to react, as if he had just realized that there were people around.

Holding the half-painted mask, he ran over quickly, looking a bit aggrieved, "Master, you haven't been to the opera house for several days."

Hua Chao ruffled his hair and laughed, "I've been busy at home recently, so I haven't been able to come as often. Wait until July, and I will teach you the opera myself!"

"Wait until July?"

Qing Yan looked disappointed, as if he was upset about not seeing his master for a long time.

Hua Chao laughed, "Quickly show this lady the mask you painted!"

"Okay!"

Qing Yan obediently nodded, but instead of handing it to Bai Yi, he handed it to Hua Chao.

Hua Chao thought he was just shy, so she reached out to take it with a smile.

However, at this moment.

Bai Yi's face suddenly changed, "Be careful!"

Without any hesitation.

She kicked towards Qing Yan.

At this moment, Hua Chao's hand had already touched the mask, and her delicate hand quickly collapsed into a thin piece of paper.

Fortunately, she let go of the mask in time, preventing the paper transformation from spreading. Her hand barely recovered, returning to its original state.

She looked at Qing Yan in horror, not knowing what had just happened.

Qing Yan, who was kicked away by Bai Yi, also turned into a painting.

In the painting.

Qing Yan still had the same wooden expression, but there was a hint of pain and confusion in his eyes.

He looked at Hua Chao, both resentful and reluctant.

His voice became a bit hoarse.

"Master!? Why do you have to wait until July? Are... are you going to abandon me again?"

In the painting, besides his image, there were also complex patterns.

After he finished speaking, those complex patterns were all lit up instantly.

They quickly merged into his body.

And his appearance quickly changed from a child to a young man.

He still looked wooden.

But his expression was still like a child's.

His tone was calm, but it revealed a very complex pathological emotion.

"Master! Can you not abandon me this time?"

"Dan Qing!"

Zhao Ning's face changed, and he drew his heavy sword with a clang.

Eunuch Cao also quickly stood in front of everyone.

Although Hua Chao was a bit slow to react, not understanding why Qing Yan had changed like this, she knew that her mother-in-law had lost seventy percent of her cultivation, and she had to protect her.

Almost subconsciously, she mobilized all the energy in her body, quickly condensing a protective aura that she had just learned, and placed Bai Yi at the back.

However, she didn't expect.

Almost at the same time.

She felt another energy that was almost identical to hers.

"This..."

She quickly turned her head, just in time to meet Li Caimei's eyes.

Both pairs of eyes were full of shock.

Li Caimei's eyes were already red. Seeing this energy, she understood everything.

Wuji's relationship with this Miss Hua Chao was not only as she had thought, but he even gave her the original energy that she had given him!

A sense of indescribable grievance spread in her heart.

Why is this?

Hua Chao's mind was even more chaotic.

She probably knew the significance of the original energy.

But... why did she have the original energy of the princess?

For a moment, the scene of Wuji being seriously injured that day reappeared in her mind.

Coupled with the princess's aggrieved expression.

What exactly is the relationship between Wuji and her?

Her mind was extremely complicated.

But she quickly realized that now was not the time to worry about these things.

She opened her mouth.

Almost at the same time as Li Caimei, she said.

"Protect the aunt first!"

......

On the other side.

Ying Wuji kicked open the door of the underground secret room.

The bloodline of the Celestial Race.

Damn, it's strong.

"Wuhu, take off!"

(End of the chapter)