Feng Qingcheng didn't know how they left the Cold Palace.
All that is known is that the two of them remained unusually silent throughout the journey.
Feng Qingcheng felt terrible, a pain worse than crying.
The laughter and joy that filled the Cold Palace last night seemed like a dream.
If she is like this, what about Long Moyuan?
She held his hand tightly, wanting to comfort him, but didn't know what to say.
In the carriage, she hugged Long Moyuan tightly.
Long Moyuan remained silent, his brows furrowed tightly.
"Ah Cheng, I'm fine."
When they were almost at the Prince's residence, Long Moyuan finally spoke.
Feng Qingcheng wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a lingering kiss.
This is all that can comfort him now.
Finally, the two, panting, looked at each other and hugged tightly.
Their faces were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.
"Ah Cheng, you're the only one who's by my side." Long Moyuan murmured, stroking her hair.
"No, A-Yuan, although you and your mother cannot meet, you miss each other and you both live in each other's hearts."
Long Moyuan hugged her tightly: "Yes, you too."
It lives in my heart.
Feng Qingcheng blushed again.
That night, Feng Qingcheng was pestered by someone to the point of begging for mercy, but the person remained obstinate.
He said he was hungry, hungry for a very long time.
He took his mother's words as gospel, saying that she had to make sure he was fed, otherwise he would complain to her the next time he saw her.
Feng Qingcheng wanted to cry but had no tears; she shouldn't have pitied this guy.
Later, as dawn approached, she was finally able to get a good night's sleep.
When she woke up, it was already late.
She had promised to teach everyone formations today, but Long Moyuan's antics forced her to break her promise.
Feng Qingcheng angrily punched Long Moyuan: "It's all your fault! What are people going to think of me now?"
Long Moyuan pulled her into his arms and patiently coaxed and kissed her, saying, "With the beauty Acheng by my side, I will no longer attend court."
"Stop, stop, halt."
Feng Qingcheng kept her distance from him.
My stomach is growling.
After dinner, fearing that this guy would drag her back to her room for dual cultivation again, Feng Qingcheng quickly summoned everyone in the manor to practice the Seven Star Formation.
This move infuriated Long Moyuan to the point of gritting his teeth.
He stood behind the crowd, glaring at them resentfully. The crowd was terrified that if they didn't practice well, he would tear them apart.
Feng Qingcheng was so busy that she was up until late at night.
Everyone in the Prince An's mansion was included and divided into N groups.
Finally, they were divided into seven groups for separate instruction.
After everyone had memorized their incantations, Feng Qingcheng began to have them practice the formation.
Everyone had witnessed the power of this formation, but they never expected that Princess An would pass it on to them without holding anything back.
I'm so touched.
Everyone learned with great enthusiasm.
However, the initial setbacks were the most severe.
Apart from Afu's group, which was able to produce even a tiny bit of power, the other groups were really unbearable to watch.
Even the group that came out of the challenge with Feng Qingcheng was incredibly weak.
Waaah, with the prince and princess gone, their Seven Star Formation is just for show.
Feng Qingcheng comforted everyone: "This Seven Star Formation cannot be mastered overnight. Everyone should study and practice more, and at the same time, pay attention to the balance between work and rest."
"Yes, Your Highness." The crowd knelt before her, their eyes filled with adoration.
Feng Qingcheng secretly glanced at Long Moyuan beside her. She had won over his people so quickly. Would he be unhappy?
Sure enough, Long Moyuan pulled her away with a dark expression.
"Ah Fu, when you have time, give your group more guidance. It's only truly strong when everyone is strong." Feng Qingcheng didn't forget to wish Ah Fu well before leaving.
Afu nodded: "Your Highness, rest assured."
Once the two had disappeared from sight, Afu narrowed his eyes and looked sharply at everyone: "The princess hopes that each of us will become stronger. Anyone who dares to slack off will be beaten to death."
Everyone: "..."
Did Afu misunderstand the Princess's meaning?
The princess clearly said that work and rest should be balanced.
Afu didn't care and, relying on the fact that his group was the strongest, swaggered around.
"Push harder! Use your strength! What are you saving your energy for?"
"Sword energy, its power!"
"Where's your domineering aura? Where did your domineering aura go?"
When Afu and his seven teammates got tired of practicing, they would go and find fault with other groups.
The other groups were in tears, especially the lowest and weakest servants, whom Afu would whip severely.
Of course, Afu would also give a slap and then a sweet treat.
“You are all incredibly weak. You make excuses by saying that your cultivation is too low, but if you were to work as servants in someone else’s household, would you have the opportunity to cultivate? Would you have the opportunity to practice swordsmanship? Would you have the opportunity to receive guidance from others? It is clear how much the Princess dotes on you. You must be able to withstand my torment and turn your grief and anger into motivation.”
When Afu's whip came down, everyone cried bitterly.
However, in order to gain the princess's special attention, they gritted their teeth and worked hard to cultivate, otherwise they would really be letting down the princess's painstaking efforts.
What's a little pain?
The real skill lies in maximizing the power of the Seven Star Formation.
"Ah Yuan, are you angry?" Feng Qingcheng cautiously looked at the silent man beside her.
Long Moyuan said calmly, "Hmm."
Just as Feng Qingcheng was about to explain, she heard him say, "They've had you all to themselves for so long."
The big boss was angry because of this?
Seeing his brows furrowed in anger, Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but laugh out loud: "We're going to search for treasure in seven days. We need to train them and let them shoulder the important responsibilities of the Prince's Palace."
She didn't want her treasure hunt to be interrupted by trivial matters at home.
Long Moyuan said, "Acheng, I used to think that as long as I became stronger, I could protect everyone, but I never thought about improving their overall strength."
"That's normal. You're not a general; you don't need to lead troops into battle."
Long Moyuan pulled her into his arms: "Acheng, you are the most beautiful gift God has given me."
Dude, could you please stop touching me?
The thought of someone's madness in bed made Feng Qingcheng feel a little scared.
The boss threw her on the bed and brutally abused her without saying a word; it was truly terrifying.
“Ah Yuan, I’ll be very busy these seven days. I need to use the money I won from the bet to hire experts to strengthen the power of our Prince An’s Mansion. I also need to teach them how to do business. With more people coming in, the money must keep up.”
The Emperor gave them seven days to arrange everything, which was a bit rushed.
Long Moyuan hugged her even tighter: "Acheng, you don't really have to work so hard."
He has many underworld forces.
I just don't dare to take it out.
He also had money.
Feng Qingcheng smiled and said, "Husband and wife are one. Since you have entrusted me with such a large palace, I must share your burdens and solve your problems."
“Acheng”.
Long Moyuan showered him with kisses again.
This person truly doesn't know the meaning of self-control.
In the end, Feng Qingcheng became even more insane than him after he teased her.
Long Moyuan carried her and flew directly into the house.
Outside the courtyard, everyone was exhausted from their cultivation, but Afu still wouldn't let them go.
Inside the room, Feng Qingcheng felt like her bones were about to fall apart, but Long Moyuan still wouldn't let her go.
Waaah, can someone tell her why Long Moyuan is so obsessed with lust?
I should have been instructing them on formations.
Finally, Long Moyuan sucked away her tears and then launched wave after wave of fierce attacks.
Feng Qingcheng felt extremely embarrassed.
After a night of turmoil, Feng Qingcheng discovered that she had directly soared to the Xuanzun level!
"Ahhh, Long Moyuan, I've reached the Xuanzun level!"
Feng Qingcheng was awakened early in the morning by the sound of her advancing.
She was so excited that she pressed herself against Long Moyuan and kept grabbing and shaking him.
Looking at her disheveled appearance, Long Moyuan couldn't help but swallow hard.
"Ah Yuan, are you happy for me?"
"Um."
"I thought dual cultivation wouldn't allow me to advance anymore, but I didn't expect it to still work so well. It's amazing! By the way, A-Yuan, can you still maintain the Profound God level?"
Feng Qingcheng was so happy that she didn't notice that someone's eyes were becoming increasingly intense.
In the end, of course, Long Moyuan turned the tables and became the master.
Feng Qingcheng cried and begged him from beneath her, "No more, no more, boohoo, I'll never do it again."
Feng Qingcheng was bullied terribly.
From then on, Feng Qingcheng never dared to provoke Long Moyuan in the morning again.
That guy was terrifying.
By noon, Feng Qingcheng was covered in hickeys. Just as she was complaining that she was too ashamed to go out and see anyone, Long Moyuan waved his hand, and she was not only clean and refreshed, but also without a single mark on her body.
Reaching the Xuan God level, that's incredibly awesome!
Feng Qingcheng's gaze towards Long Moyuan became even more intense.
Long Moyuan kissed her: "Want to come again?"
Feng Qingcheng asked, "Is there any way to switch our ranks?"
Waaah, she also wants to experience the magic of turning stones into gold!
Long Moyuan laughed: "So much dual cultivation, huh?"
Feng Qingcheng pinched his chin: "Tonight, I'll kill you."
Long Moyuan blushed, and Feng Qingcheng ran out.
What did Ah Cheng mean by that?
By the time he realized what was happening, the person had already run far away.
He smiled slightly and chased after her.
The news that the princess was getting up late had already spread like wildfire throughout the palace.
It is said that after the princess cured the prince, the prince went to great lengths to compensate her for their wedding night. Therefore, when Feng Qingcheng appeared, everyone looked at her with ambiguous eyes.
"Your Highness has worked hard."
"Your Highness has gone through a lot."
Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but take out a small mirror and look at herself.
She confirmed that there were no hickeys on her face or neck.
Why do these people look at her so sleazy?
You could tell from their eyes what they were imagining.
Feng Qingcheng didn't waste any words and directly said, "You all train well in your groups. Today, I, the Consort, will challenge you. You can only use the Seven Star Formation to deal with me."
Everyone was shocked and began to cultivate diligently.
Feng Qingcheng slowly sipped her tea, and after two cups, she began her challenge with Afu's group.
After practicing all night and all morning, Afu's group managed to increase the power by half.
This surprised Feng Qingcheng quite a bit.
He's a promising young man.
Although she only used the power of a Xuanzong-level expert, she easily broke their formation with just one move.
Ah Fu really wanted to cry.
Feng Qingcheng comforted her, "Not bad, keep up the good work."
Afu had no choice but to channel his grief and anger into strength.
Just as Feng Qingcheng was about to try other groups, she saw the little pig peek out and then crawl out of the space.
Once its master reaches the Xuanzun level, it can finally emerge.
Very good.
The outside world is wonderful.
The weather was fine and sunny.
The scenery is picturesque.
Absolutely stunning!
The little piglet, with its big belly sticking out, swaggered around, wiggling its bottom.
"Where did this pig come from?"
"What an adorable pig!"
Feng Qingcheng covered her face as she watched the fat pig waddle out.
Look at its round, bulging belly, how much has it eaten?
"We're having pork tonight, what are you all standing around for? Get in there!"
After Feng Qingcheng finished speaking, she stepped aside.
Afu's group was the first to jump out.
"I've never seen such an adorable wild boar! Let's capture it alive!"
So the seven of them gathered around the little pig, extremely excited, their mouths watering at the thought of eating wild boar meat that night.
Of all the billions of types of meat in the world, only pork is something you can never get tired of!
Little piggy, this day next year will be your death anniversary!
Soon, everyone gathered around.
This wild boar seems a bit small, but even a small fly is still meat.
It's been a long time since I've eaten wild boar. How can farmed pigs taste good?
Afu's group was very confident and decided not to use magic. Each of them rolled up their sleeves, ready to show off their skills.
"I'll catch it."
"Bang!"
Afu was the first to pounce, but was kicked away by the little pig.
Everyone was stunned.
Afu's skills were among the best in the Prince's mansion.
This pig actually used its hooves to kick a person flying!
Judging by sight, Afu flew about 100 meters.
Bang!
To everyone's astonishment, Afu actually fell to the ground in a disheveled state, making a loud noise.
Even from a hundred meters away, I felt sorry for Afu.
The little pig wagged its tail and looked at the crowd defiantly, as if to say, "Come on, come on, you bunch of good-for-nothings!"
Feng Qingcheng was dumbfounded.
Is the little pig really that amazing?
One pig's trotter is enough to take down Ah Fu. If you use four pig's trotters, wouldn't you be able to take down an entire regiment?
"Catch it! Capture it alive! Avenge Afu!"
Someone shouted something, and soon everyone rushed forward to join the pig-catching activity.
Soon, each of the little pigs gave one pig's trotter to keep Ah Fu company.
Feng Qingcheng took out a sugarcane from her spatial storage and said while taking a bite, "You don't need to be polite. Use magic if you need to. This pig must have cultivated itself into a spirit."
Everyone felt incredibly ashamed; they couldn't even defeat a pig.
Long Moyuan sat next to Feng Qingcheng, peeling melon seeds for her: "Where did this pig come from?"
After spitting out the sugarcane, Feng Qingcheng ate some melon seeds: "I don't know, it just appeared out of nowhere."
Long Moyuan looked at the proud pig, his eyes narrowing dangerously.
Which ancestor sent this time to cause trouble?
This time they actually sent a pig? Do they look down on the Prince An's Mansion like that?
Afu quickly scrambled to his feet, rushed over in a fit of rage, and shouted menacingly, "You dead pig, I'm going to kill you!"
The little piglet delivered another whirlwind pig hoof kick, sending Afu flying even further this time.
Half an hour later.
The Prince An's mansion was completely destroyed.
Everyone collapsed to the ground screaming in agony; it was truly pitiful.
Even with their magic, they still couldn't subdue the pig.
Feng Qingcheng was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped.
Isn't this little piggy amazing?
Did a pig overturn the Prince An's mansion?
Wow!
I wonder if the little pig will be able to defeat those guardian deities when they come out?
"Look how happy it is." Inside the space, Little Dragon was quite unconvinced.
Little Black said, "The pig is so amazing."
Long Moyuan's eyes darkened slightly.
He was wondering if he should just kill this pig.
But he discovered that Ah Cheng was communicating with the pig through eye contact.
In Acheng's eyes, there was pride, affection, and a hint of helplessness.
Long Moyuan thought to himself: Could it be that Acheng knows this pig?
The little pig wagged its tail smugly and looked at Feng Qingcheng defiantly: "Master, is it fun for you to train this bunch of stupid pigs?"
With tears in her eyes, Feng Qingcheng asked, "Is it really okay to insult your own kind?"
"This bunch of good-for-nothings are beyond redemption. Master should just give up on them as soon as possible."
After the little pig finished speaking, it entered the space.
Feng Qingcheng wiped away the tears in her eyes.
A group of people being disliked by a pig—what kind of scene is this?
Where did it go?
Where did that pig go?
"If you have something to show, don't hide."
The group searched everywhere for the pig.
They were truly devastated to be tricked by a pig.
Feng Qingcheng sighed: "Don't bother looking. It's probably some old ancestor who's bored and is deliberately trying to humiliate us."
Upon hearing this, everyone was so angry they felt like they were going to vomit blood.
The wild boar meat that was almost in my mouth just flew away, boohoo, I want to cry.
"Your Highness, why aren't you taking action?" Afu suddenly realized a very serious problem.
He was kicked twice by a pig and almost got disfigured.
But the prince and princess stood by and did nothing.
Feng Qingcheng said, "You yourselves are incompetent, yet you have the nerve to blame me?"
Afu said, "We've been humiliated."
"It's good to let you know how weak you are. As the saying goes, the weak are bullied. Remember this lesson from the pig."
Everyone lowered their heads.
The fact that any clan's patriarch could easily humiliate them by ordering a pig shows how weak they are.
"Set up the formation, I will challenge you one by one."
Everyone was shocked.
The princess is so powerful; she broke Afu and the others' formation with just one move.
Not to mention theirs.
Waaah.
Then, everyone burst into tears.
The Seven Star Formation they had painstakingly set up was utterly ineffective against the princess; she broke through it all by running away.
Each formation requires less than half a move.
Waaah.
Everyone was heartbroken.
Feng Qingcheng comforted her again: "The results in just one day are quite good. Formations are not easy to learn, but once you master the techniques, the seven of you can take down seven Xuanzun level experts. Being weak is not scary; what's scary is never making progress. I want to see your progress tomorrow."
After speaking, Feng Qingcheng pointed out the shortcomings of each person one by one.
After her guidance, everyone realized their shortcomings and worked hard to correct them.
Seeing this, the little pig couldn't help but sigh: "Master, you're actually wasting your time on a bunch of useless people."
Feng Qingcheng had no time to pay attention to him.
While instructing everyone on practicing formations, she also gave business advice to the shopkeepers.
Seeing this, everyone admired her even more.
The princess can actually do two things at once!
She not only possesses effective cultivation techniques, but also has a ruthless eye for business, capable of discovering opportunities that others miss.
That's amazing.
In contrast, the prince was quite leisurely.
The traditional concept of men being responsible for external affairs and women for internal affairs seems to have been reversed.
Finally, seeing that his wife was too tired, Long Moyuan joined in guiding the formation.
All the former prodigies had left Princess An, which made Long Moyuan no longer want to cultivate talents, especially the group of people in the Prince's Mansion, none of whom could catch his eye.
But Ah Cheng is doing everything he can to try to turn a group of useless people into geniuses.
Honestly, he was touched.
These guys have stayed by his side and will never betray the Prince's Mansion.
Since Ah Cheng wants to improve their strength, he will lend them a hand.
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