As for the wedding, the palace was more afraid of accidents, so the wedding date was set very soon!
The wedding date was approaching day by day. Almost everyone in the capital knew about such a joyous event. Some were happy, while others were worried.
The people were excited and looking forward to it. They knew that according to the usual practice, the emperor would probably let them bask in the glory and exempt them from taxes. They might even be able to eat some meat. The people were excited and looking forward to it.
However, the officials in the capital saw a turbulent undercurrent. The Huyan family, who held the military power of the Xiao Cavalry Army, had married the Emperor. The entire structure of the imperial court had changed!
The Prince of Jade was happy that his biological sister was getting married. They contributed money and effort to add to his sister's dowry and collect rare treasures. The servants of the Prince of Jade were even happier. They all knew that the Prince of Jade had found a powerful backer. They all knew that even if Huyan Wuhen did not express his stance, the Prince of Jade had already gained the upper hand. Therefore, they were especially energetic in running errands for the Eldest Princess's wedding. Everything had to be the best!
In the Prince of Jin's Mansion, the Prince of Jin smashed a bunch of things and cursed the Huyan family. It seemed like he wanted to kill the entire Huyan family!
Many officials went in and out of the houses of the Princes to help with the planning. There were some things that couldn't be helped. Many officials had tried to curry favor with others in the early years in order to stand out. When they had truly risen to power and understood some things, it was too late to regret. Some of the things that they had done in the past could no longer be undone. They could only walk down the dark path.
Some of the royal families were the same. Some things had already been done. It was not easy to change course.
Even within the three major sects, people were wavering because of this marriage. Many officials who held great power in the secular world began to frequently contact the three major sects to help the people behind them. Moreover, many of the disciples of the three major sects were mages that followed the officials.
The Prince of Ying's Mansion was still calm. They were only preparing some gifts.
The envoys of various countries were also preparing gifts …
In the Tofu Restaurant, Manager Gao found the inner courtyard. He looked at the half-naked Yuan Gang hanging on the bar and could not help but sigh in his heart. With such a strong body, he could probably fight a tiger in the mountains. Manager Gao could not count on his body.
"Boss." Manager Gao looked up and cupped his hands with a smile.
Yuan Gang, who was hanging above, looked down. "What's the matter?"
Seeing that he had no intention of coming down, Manager Gao could only raise his head and say, "Boss, it's like this. When Third Young Master gets married, I'm afraid that our Tofu House will have to close for a few days."
Yuan Gang: "It's Third Young Master's wedding. Are you going to invite all the employees in the shop to attend the wedding?"
Manager Gao chuckled, "Boss, you must be joking. It's the third young master and the eldest princess' wedding. Boss, you can attend the wedding banquet, but how can we lowly servants and waiters be qualified to attend the princess' wedding banquet? It's already good enough if we can book a restaurant for everyone to join in the fun. It's like this, the General's Mansion wants us to close our tofu restaurant for three days on the day of the third young master's wedding. We won't sell tofu to the public, and we'll provide free tofu to all the citizens in the city for three days. This is also to make it more festive. Of course, the accounts still needed to be calculated. All the bills would be put on the Third Young Master's head, and the amount of expenses would be deducted from the Third Young Master's share. Boss, what do you think? If it's alright, I'll go and reply. "
Pa! Yuan Gang's hand suddenly loosened, and he fell from the top, swaying as he landed on the ground.
Manager Gao exclaimed and hurriedly went forward to support him, "Be careful, be careful, Boss, be careful."
Yuan Gang closed his eyes and shook his head hard. After opening his eyes, he Slowly said, "Alright, we'll do as the General's Mansion says."
"Alright, I got it, I'll go and reply."
"Wait, you just said to book a restaurant … Third Young Master's wedding, during the three days of rest, book a few restaurants to celebrate, and let the waiters in the restaurant eat and drink for free for three days. Oh yes, there are children in the house, call all of them. The food and wine must be good, don't be perfunctory. "
"Oh, Boss, that's food and drink for hundreds of people. It'll cost a lot of money to eat for three days."
"Deduct it from my account, don't be long-winded, just do it like that."
"Alright, I got it, I'll go and arrange it."
After Manager Gao left, Yuan Gang, who was suppressing the discomfort, swayed again. He reached out to support himself on the wooden pillar beside him, and shook his head again. His breathing gradually quickened, and the discomfort became more and more intense. A familiar feeling immediately reminded him of the situation in the dark room among the clouds when the poison broke out.
He also remembered the pill that Qin Mian gave him that day, so that he could take it when he felt uncomfortable.
He immediately steadied his body and walked quickly to his room.
When he entered the room, he could no longer stand still, and stumbled in the room. With great difficulty, he found a drawer, opened it, and found the wax pill.
Just as he was about to pinch the wax pill. Bang! He suddenly hit his head hard, threw the wax pill back into the drawer, and closed the drawer with a bang. He staggered back, leaned against the wall, and breathed heavily.
Was the medicine given by the Waning Moon Pavilion edible? He didn't think that the Waning Moon Pavilion would be so kind as to help him detoxify the poison without any scruples. There must be something wrong with this medicine!
But the pain that followed was getting more and more intense, making him feel like he was about to collapse.
He held his head with both hands, and his whole body slid along the wall to sit on the ground. He fell, curled up, and stretched, trying not to roll over, trying not to make a sound of pain, but his whole body was trembling, and gradually sweating like rain. His cheeks and eyes were a little blue.
After a while, it seemed that he couldn't bear it anymore. He crawled on the ground, crawled to the cabinet, and reached out to touch the drawer.
He couldn't touch it, and he couldn't reach it. He grabbed the handle of the cabinet, struggled to get up, and opened the drawer. His hand fumbled in the drawer for a while, and finally, his trembling hand found the wax pill.
He had already taken the wax pill out of the drawer, but suddenly let go and fell back. Bang! Then, he closed the drawer.
A trace of consciousness told him that he couldn't eat what the Waning Moon Pavilion gave him!
In fact, his poison this time was indeed a bit strange. Generally, people who were poisoned by the Bitter Spirit Pill would only have an attack once every three months. This time, it was only two months since his last attack.
"Ah …" As the drawer was pushed back, he held the cabinet with both hands, and let out a dull and painful groan. The blue veins on his neck bulged, and his face was completely distorted by the pain. The pain that almost tore a person's soul apart was unimaginable to outsiders.
He held the cabinet with both arms, and his trembling body slowly squatted down. He squatted into a horse stance, trembling and about to fall at any time. His hands were on the cabinet to support himself.
He remembered that every time he practiced Body Hardening Qigong, he didn't feel any strong pain when he was beaten.
At this time, he had no other choice but to try. He couldn't find any other way to relieve the pain.
He began to adjust his breathing, and the sound of his breathing was intermittent and trembling. The pain made it difficult for him to adjust his breathing to the rhythm he wanted.
Fortunately, his long-term practice of Body Hardening Qigong was not in vain. With a little adjustment of his consciousness, he brought out the instinct of running the skill in his body and gradually pulled out the rhythm of his breathing.
As soon as the function of body adjustment came out, Yuan Gang wondered if it was his illusion. It was like a super effective painkiller. In just a moment, the pain instantly receded like the tide. It was like a burning fire was suddenly poured with a basin of water and extinguished in an instant, leaving only a little bit of warm smoke that lingered in the air, making people unable to recover from the pain for a while.
The body adjustment also gradually pulled his horse stance to the standard movement in his usual practice. He clenched his hands on the cabinet into two fists and slowly withdrew them to his waist.
"Hoo … hoo …"
The sound of breathing gradually became like bellows, and his nostrils began to spray white mist, which went out in a circle and was sucked back into his mouth.
Under this repetition, his abdomen began to bulge into a hemisphere, and gradually rolled up and down his abdomen with his breathing, repeatedly rising and falling.
White mist came out of his nose and was sucked back into his mouth. The sound was like bellows, and there was a ball rolling on his abdomen. It was a very strange situation.
What was even more strange was that tiny cyclones appeared above the acupoints all over his body. He squatted there like a gust of wind. It was as if something was spurting out from his body, and in the darkness, something seemed to be speeding up and drilling into his body.
If a cultivator opened their dharma eyes to take a look, they would definitely understand that it was the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that was speeding into his body!
Blood began to seep out of the pores all over his body. Not long after the blood appeared, the blood slowly changed color and turned blue.
The blue blood took a long time to seep out of the pores, so Yuan Gang's skin gradually seemed to be covered with a layer of blue paint. Under the acceleration of the cyclones, the blue paint formed circles of patterns, which collided with each other.
With the appearance of the blue blood, a foul smell emerged in the room!
An hour later, the white mist from Yuan Gang's mouth and nose gradually dissipated, and the sound of breathing also gradually became softer. The hemisphere rolling on his abdomen also gradually deflated.
He exhaled, opened his eyes, stopped the horse stance, and slowly stood up straight.
The pain was gone, and instead, his whole body felt comfortable.
He raised his arms and looked at his body, which was covered with a layer of faint blue paste.
He had never seen such a situation when he was cultivating before.
He pulled open the drawer and looked at the wax pellets inside. The drawer was closed again, and he looked at his body again.
He turned around and walked in front of a bronze mirror. He looked at his own face, then turned around and looked at his own back.
The blue paste formed many strange patterns on the surface of his body. It seemed to have rules, but also seemed to have no rules. His whole body seemed to be covered with tattoos of ghost faces, making him look ferocious and frightening. Coupled with his strong and sturdy body, he looked like a demon king who had walked out of hell!
His consciousness was empty just now, and he did not know how these frightening patterns were formed.
After a while, he realized that the smell in the room was not normal. Perhaps he had gotten used to it, but now he sniffed again and could not help but frown. The stench of corpses!
He had dealt with tombs for a long time, so he was very familiar with the stench of corpses. That's right, the smell in the room, and even his body, was the stench of corpses.
He immediately opened the door and went out, preparing to wash his body.
He did not know if it was because the poison had consumed a lot of his body's energy, but he felt light when he walked.
However, he did not feel tired. Instead, he felt relaxed, and his body felt lighter when he walked.
The feeling of emptiness in his body was indescribable, as if it had been cleaned and hollowed out.
He was not used to this feeling of weakness. His body felt light, as if he had lost all strength. When he walked under the eaves, his abdominal muscles tightened, and his chest muscles tightened. He clenched his fists and suddenly expanded them, gathering all the strength in his body for a test.
In an instant, the core of his torso was filled with surging power like an electric current, reaching his limbs and body.
Bang! There was a spurting sound, and the blue paste on the surface of his body was instantly blown away. The pants on his lower body were also torn and blown away.
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