Their magical powers can be used to save people, but they must never harm civilians, and they must not use their magical powers to change the operation of the world, otherwise they will suffer backlash.

Practitioners can achieve immortality. If they are not restricted and allowed to do whatever they want, ordinary humans will not be able to live a normal life.

Regarding this, Jiang Qingwan has always felt that what Heaven did was right.

"As far as I can remember, no one was harmed."

Guo Muhuai quickly assured that he would remember every word Jiang Qingwan said.

Jiang Qingwan also said that he should not tell anyone else about his practice of magic, so until now, he has not even told his parents.

"Okay, now that you have a solid foundation, you can practice higher-level spells."

As he spoke, Jiang Qingwan turned and walked towards the wooden shelf beside him, and took out a bottle of medicine and a book from it.

"Take one of these elixirs first."

As soon as she finished speaking, Guo Muhuai poured the medicine into his mouth without hesitation.

Then he looked at Jiang Qingwan obediently.

Jiang Qingwan felt itchy and couldn't help but reach out and rub his hair.

Fortunately, in this space, Jiang Qingwan had an adult body and was not shorter than Guo Muhuai, so he could reach his head.

"Good boy, this elixir can enhance the spiritual energy in your body. After three days, this spiritual energy will be transformed into your own. Then you can practice according to this book."

"Okay." Guo Muhuai put the book in his arms and nodded obediently.

"Since you've finally come back today, we won't practice. Just relax for a day."

The main reason was that Jiang Qingwan wanted to take a break. After experiencing this life as a human being, she understood better the difficulties faced by those gods.

A goddess as gifted as her, who also has treasures to protect her, must practice diligently.

Those humans who were originally mortals have gone through great hardships to cultivate themselves into immortals.

In the past, she always looked down on them, thinking that they were not capable enough to guard the heaven.

Now, she only felt ashamed. How could someone like her, who had everything from birth and had never made any effort, have the right to laugh at those who had been working hard to cultivate?

When she returns to heaven, she will definitely be nicer to those people and stop scolding them.

The two came out of the space, and Guo Muhuai carried her to the front hall again.

Seeing this, Jiang Dingbei hurried forward, snatched his sister away, and looked at Guo Muhuai with a vigilant look.

I used to think he was a child and didn't want to argue with him, but now he has grown as tall as me and I can't give in to him anymore.

Fortunately, although Guo Muhuai felt a little lonely, he didn't say anything.

After more than half a year of separation, he not only grew taller, but also matured mentally.

This comparison makes Jiang Dingbei look like a child.

…

Soon, the day of the prince's wedding arrived.

The prince's wedding was a happy event for the entire Yuan Dynasty. Every household in the capital hung red silk and red lanterns on their doors.

The streets where the wedding took place were also covered with red carpets, and the streets were crowded with people, all wanting to witness this happy event.

The prince was not an ordinary groom, and he did not ride a tall horse to meet his bride.

He just stood in the hall, waiting for someone to hand the bride to him.

Soon, Zhao Yun came to the main hall under the guidance of the nanny. She vaguely saw the figure of the prince through the veil of the wedding crown.

Her heart couldn't help but beat fast, but fortunately, she had practiced this process dozens of times, so no matter how nervous she was, she wouldn't make any mistakes.

She slowly approached the prince until the other side of the red silk in her hand was handed to the prince.

The prince was dressed in a red wedding suit and a red crown, and he looked exceptionally handsome. However, his face was expressionless, and he did not show the joy of being a groom.

Facing Zhao Yun, it seemed like he was just looking at an insignificant person.

Fortunately, others did not think too much about it. After all, the prince was aloof by nature and did not like women. At his age, he did not even have a concubine in the palace. He was only married to a princess because he was urged by the emperor and the queen.

He did so, and everyone understood.

The prince didn't care about what others thought. He held the red silk tightly in both hands and looked at Jiang Qingluo again.

How could he give up so easily on the woman he had loved for so long?

But even though he could never forget her, he knew that after today, he would bury her in the deepest part of his heart.

Jiang Qingluo nodded slightly at him, his face calm.

Seeing this, the prince lowered his brows and stopped looking at her.

Zhao Yun, who was used to observing the prince, also took in her expression.

She gently tugged at the red silk and smiled slightly when the prince looked at her.

The prince was stunned for a moment, then realized that she was comforting him. He thought that although Zhao Yun was not the woman he loved, she was dignified and virtuous after all, and was the best candidate for queen.

She also made her own choice. This was not only his wedding, but also Zhao Yun's.

Women often yearn for marriage. He cannot give Zhao Yun his love, but he should not treat her like this at this wedding.

Thinking of this, he also smiled at Zhao Yun.

Then she held the red silk and walked towards the main hall.

He wants to devote himself to this wedding.

The emperor and empress sat in the main hall, looking at the newlyweds with satisfaction.

What follows is a complicated process of worshipping in the hall.

It was half an hour later when Zhao Yun was sent to the bridal chamber.

The wedding banquet lasted until late at night.

By the time the Jiang family left the palace, Jiang Qingwan was so tired that he fell asleep.

After a busy day from morning to night, this grand wedding finally came to an end.

Jiang Qingluo was also drunk. She was happy because she was happy that they all had different endings.

She broke free from her relationship with Song Yu, and the prince also came out of his obsession with her.

Neither he nor the prince would end up with a tragic death like in their previous life.

They will live a stable and happy life in the days to come.

Today, she drank this wine for the prince and also for herself.

But the result of drinking too much is a terrible headache the next day.

When Tang Yi came to pick her up to go to the Women's Army, she had a headache and couldn't get up.

"I told you not to drink, but you insisted on drinking. Now you know how uncomfortable it is."

Thinking about how he couldn't stop her from drinking yesterday, he scolded her with some blame.

But what he felt more was heartache, so he ordered his servants to cook some hangover soup and fed her spoonful by spoonful.

"I just drank too little. I'll be fine after drinking a few more times."

Jiang Qingluo said unconvincedly, she didn't want to be looked down upon by Tang Yi.

"Don't drink anymore."

Hearing her words, Tang Yi immediately frowned and stopped her.

He didn't want to see her so miserable again. "Drinking is bad for your health, and you think it's not miserable enough."

"I see you drank quite a bit, how come you're okay?"