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"Second Prince, my daughter is too naughty and has caused you trouble in the palace!" Feng Luo bowed and saluted.

Ye Xiuming's mouth corners slightly raised: "Prime Minister, you are too kind."

"Princess, are you not leaving yet?"

Feng Luo frowned and said, "The prince has come to pick you up, why don't you go back with him?"

Feng Qingjiu walked up to Ye Xiuming and bowed sincerely: "Your Majesty, you have also seen that my mother is seriously injured. Please allow me to stay here and take care of my mother."

Ye Xiuming looked at Song Shu, and her face was indeed pale.

He leaned close to Feng Qingjiu's ear and smiled cunningly: "You can stay here if you want, but you have to exchange your 50,000 taels of silver notes. You can stay as long as you want."

Feng Qingjiu glared at him: "Ye Xiuming, don't go too far!"

Ye Xiuming raised his eyebrows: "It's up to you whether you agree or not."

"Okay... I agree." Feng Qingjiu said gritting his teeth.

Ye Xiuming straightened his sleeves and said, "Where the banknotes are kept!"

Feng Qingjiu: [Everyone, bring the fifty thousand taels in the space.]

System: [OK...! ]

Feng Qingjiu took out the thick stack of silver bills and handed it to the bastard in front of him.

Ye Xiuming took the banknote and said, "Chase the sun and return to the palace."

Seeing the woman in front of him being humiliated, Ye Xiuming felt "refreshed" all over his body.

He only carries 50,000 taels of silver with him, which shows that he is truly a talented person.

After Ye Xiuming left, Feng Luo looked at the mother and daughter in the yard and said, "Since you want to live here, don't cause trouble for me anymore. Otherwise, I will never let you off easily."

"Hmph!" Feng Luo shook his sleeves and left.

"Ajiu, it's mother's fault that you have been implicated." Song Shu cried.

Feng Qingjiu supported the beautiful mother and said, "Mom, you didn't implicate your daughter. Let's go inside."

Ye Xiuming, just wait. The day when I succeed will be the day when your warehouse enters the space.

Feng Qingjiu: [Tongtong, is the space big enough? ]

System: [Big enough to hold the entire palace. ]

After Song Shu fell asleep, Feng Qingjiu returned to the place where the original owner lived.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he took out Xiyun Piaofeng and flipped through it: "Tongtong, let's get started!"

System: [Okay, host, we will escort you. ]

Xia Ling's voice came from outside the door: "Miss, I will be guarding outside the door."

Feng Qingjiu flipped through the pages one by one until the last page.

Feng Qingjiu closed the secret book and closed his eyes...!

The contents of the secret book began to emerge in Feng Qingjiu's mind.

The study of the wind is to understand the clouds of one energy. It regards inaction as lightness, non-occupation as the main goal, desirelessness as the god, and inaction as heaviness.

Stream clouds are the root of heaven and earth, and the beginning of all things.

The clouds in the stream are my way, and my teacher is the origin of clouds.

.....................

After about an hour, Feng Qingjiu began to sweat on his forehead.

His face turned from red to orange.

[Ding... The host successfully reached the first level of Xiyun Piaofeng and obtained 600 points. ]

Another hour passed.

The color on Feng Qingjiu's face changed from orange to yellow.

[Ding... The host successfully reached the second level of Xiyun Piaofeng and obtained 1200 points. ]

Then from yellow to green.

[Ding... The host successfully reached the third level of Xiyun Piaofeng and obtained 2400 points. ]

The color on Feng Qingjiu's face changed every hour, and there were seven colors in total.

【………! 】

[Ding... The host has successfully reached the seventh level of Xiyun Piaofeng and obtained points. ]

Suddenly Feng Qingjiu's face turned pale and weak, and his brows were furrowed.

It's not hard to see that she is feeling very uncomfortable now.

The system's anxious voice sounded: [Host, stop now, you are going crazy, host...! ]

After a while, Feng Qingjiu opened his eyes, and a warm current in his chest flowed out through his mouth.

"puff……!"

System: [Host...how are you?]

Feng Qingjiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said weakly, "Tongtong, I don't know what happened just now. There was a feeling of air stuck in my body and I couldn't go up or down. It was very uncomfortable."

System: [Host, there are nine levels of Xiyun Piaofeng in total. You have just broken through the seventh level. Even a talented person needs ten years to practice to the seventh level of Xiyun Piaofeng.]

[You are truly a Ferrari of talent, reaching the seventh level in just one night. ]

[The eighth level requires the assistance of other skills. Fortunately, you stopped in time, otherwise you would have been a corpse by now.]

[By the way, host, try to use the Stream Cloud Piaofeng in your body. ]

Feng Qingjiu nodded: "Okay...!"

Feng Qingjiu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and concentrated the chaotic airflow in his body into his dantian.

………………

Day two.

Qianqing Palace.

"What? You want to marry Feng Qinglan as your concubine?"

"Yes, father, please grant me the marriage." Ye Xiuming said while kneeling.

Ye Xu snorted coldly: "Impossible, just give up on this idea!"

Originally, letting Feng Qingjiu marry Ming'er was something that my father and I had discussed in order to balance the forces of all parties.

If Feng Qinglan is allowed to enter the Second Prince's Palace, wouldn't Feng Luo be the only one in power?

This is absolutely not possible.

Ye Xiuming kowtowed three times and said, "Father, I am already married to Feng Qinglan. No one else is willing to marry her except me. How can you forget your father's approval?"

"What...?" The queen, who was walking outside the door, staggered and almost fell when she heard this.

“Your Majesty…!” Aunt Rong immediately supported her.

Ye Xiuming looked at the person who came: "Mother...?"

"Pa!" Ye Xu slapped Ye Xiuming hard on the face.

"You are simply... you are making me so angry."

"Your Majesty, calm down!" The Queen came in and knelt down: "Ming'er, quickly admit your fault to your father."

Ye Xiuming's eyes were full of determination: "Mother, I must marry Feng Qinglan."

"Pa...! You bastard!" The queen also slapped him.

"Father, the Emperor, and Mother, the Empress, I have decided to marry Feng Qinglan."

Ye Xu was so angry that veins popped out on his forehead: "Okay, you want to marry me, right? I'll grant you your wish."

"Come here, drag the Second Prince away and give him fifty lashes of the cane."

Hearing this, the Queen panicked: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, Ming'er...!"

"If you beg for mercy again, I will take you with me." Ye Xu glared at the person on the ground.

The queen just watched her son being taken away by the royal guards.

“Ming’er…Ming’er!”

"emperor……!"

Ye Xu raised his hand, looking impatient: "Get out of here."

After the queen left, Ye Xu rubbed his temples and said, "None of them makes me worry-free."

"Your Majesty, the Second Prince is determined to marry Miss Feng II." said the Chief Eunuch Gao Yao.

Ye Xu snorted coldly: "Humph~ If he wants to marry me, it depends on whether I agree or not."

"Father...!" A childish voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Amo...!" Ye Xu's eyes lit up: "Why are you here? Come to father."

Ye Xu's eyes curved with laughter, which was enough to show how happy he was.