Chapter 12： (1/2)

In his sleep, there was a itch in his throat, and he coughed uncontrollably.

Wen Qiao was as usual, and was awake.

She curled up, covering her mouth and coughing. The thin body trapped in the blanket trembled because of the cough, and the cough sounded intermittently.

Put a hand on her back and pat her body trembling badly because of coughing.

Coughing gradually subsided, Wen Qiao blinked her eyes, her thick and slightly curled eyelashes resembled the vibrating wings of a butterfly. She turned her head to look at the person who patted her on the back, and her expression was a bit dazed, as if she was not yet awake.

"feel better now?"

She nodded blankly, she was still stupid.

A man dressed in a moon-white robe draped up, and the placket on his chest was slightly open, revealing the delicate collarbone and a small half of his chest. The long black hair smoothly slipped on his chest, a few strands fell into the placket, making the skin white. Ruyu.

The handsome face with a gentle smile, like a breeze in the morning, gently brushing his heart.

"Good morning, Ah Hu, do you want to get up?" Ning Yuzhou asked.

Wen Qiao nodded, remembering that she had married yesterday and married the Seventh Prince of Dongling Kingdom. This is no longer Wen's Kap Shui Yard.

Ning Yuzhou helped her get up, cautiously, with indescribable gentleness, just like the feeling he gave to the world.

Wen Qiao stared at him for a long while, sat on the edge of the bed, put her fingers between the wide sleeves, and whispered, "Can you let Lianyue come in?"

Ning Yuzhou responded with a smile, got up to change clothes behind the screen, and then went out to call people.

After a while, Lianyue and a few maids came in and waited for her to wash and change clothes.

After dressing neatly, Wen Qiao came to the flower hall where she was eating under the guidance of the maid, and saw Ning Yuzhou already sitting there.

The table is full of spiritual food, all made with ingredients that contain spiritual power. Not only is the spiritual power rich, but also the taste is excellent, and the extraordinary and vulgar ingredients are comparable.

Ning Yuzhou greeted her to sit down, put a cup of porridge made of purple spirit rice in front of her, and put a small pumpkin-shaped bun into the plate in front of her.

"Eat and see if it suits your appetite." He said softly, with a particularly gentle tone.

It's natural.

This table of spiritual food was rectified by the Lingchui in a variety of ways, and even the huge Wen Family Patriarch could not enjoy it in such a luxurious way. It can be seen that the wealth of the Ning family was so rich that even a prince who could not practice was so extravagant.

Of course, Wen Qiao guessed that Emperor Cheng Hao should spoil him, and the good things were sent to the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

Wen Qiao didn't eat much, so she stopped chopsticks when she was half full.

Ning Yuzhou asked: "Doesn't it suit your appetite?"

"No, it's delicious, but I don't have much appetite." Wen Qiao explained, thanking him for his hard work, but he always felt like he wanted to feed her to nothing.

When I thought about it, I saw the man next to me showing regret on the face, and said pity: "You eat too little, the spiritual energy of these spiritual foods is relatively mild, and eating more is good for the body."

Wen Qiao thanked him and promised to try hard next time.

Ning Yuzhou was so serious that she couldn't help but want to say something. Seeing her sitting there obediently looking at her appearance, she finally stretched out her hand and gently stroked her thin and thin back.

After having breakfast, they went to the palace to visit Emperor Chenghao and the Ning clan, the monarchs of the Tanglin Kingdom.

Although the Seventh Prince's Mansion was only a few steps away from the palace, the attendants still prepared a monster car. The Seventh Prince helped Wenqiao get into the car, and the two entered the palace in the monster car until they got off in front of Zihuan Hall.

In the Palace of Zihuan, the Ning clan headed by Emperor Cheng Hao are all present. There are a total of more than 20 people, all of them are directly from the Ning clan.

Wen Qiao took a look, but didn't see Ning Huayuan, who went to Wen's house to discuss the wedding date that day.

She quickly understood that the Ning clan members who appeared here today are all from the generation of Emperor Cheng Hao and the generation of Ning Yuzhou. Although Emperor Cheng Hao attached great importance to this marriage and wanted to give his younger son a face, in the end Ning Yuzhou couldn't practice, and the Ning Clan had a certain degree of importance no matter how much it was. Now that there are so many people in the palace, it is because of the face of Emperor Cheng Hao.

Ning Yuzhou led Wen Qiao to Emperor Cheng Hao and saluted him.

Emperor Cheng Hao was a man with solemn facial features and a dignified temperament. His cultivation was unfathomable. He was not like Ning Yuzhou. On the contrary, the five princes Ning Pingzhou and Emperor Cheng Hao were more alike.

Emperor Cheng Hao looked pleased and gave Wen Qiao a face-to-face gift, saying: "You will be in harmony in the future, and I will be happy."