Chapter 212 You Don’t Understand the Prince’s Tenderness

"Ren'er."

After hugging his disciple, Bai Yueru failed to control his true heart and started to follow his heart.

For her, the couple she had been with for decades, including the sweet words and happy times between the couple, were clearly engraved in her mind and vividly remembered.

It no longer matters whether the disciple is Wang Ren or Wang Ren, what matters is the relationship between the two.

"Yue Ru, Master Wife."

Feeling that his master's wife was like a young girl who didn't know the sufferings of the world, Wang Ren was not too eager, but taught her step by step.

I don’t know how long it took, but Buzhou Shanzhu withstood the water that fell from the river that day, and began to work hard to plug the leak and channel it, in exchange for peace in the world.

Then, Wang Ren picked up the little junior sister who was wearing a dress and black silk stockings, and started to teach her seriously.

Sometimes, clothes are ruined if they are ruined. Emotions and feelings are the most important.

For more than an hour, both the junior wife and junior junior sister practiced the first round of Ruyi Gong, and their cultivation level increased rapidly.

The junior sister went from the acquired level 1 to the acquired level 4, while the junior sister broke through from the acquired level 4 to the acquired level 7, and her physical strength has been greatly improved.

"Senior brother, I think I can practice Ruyi Gong again."

After recovering from the feeling of rapid advancement in cultivation, Wang Yuyan, who was full of energy, put her arms around her senior brother's neck and said.

Because of her senior brother's gentleness, she did not suffer too much pain during her real-life practice.

"Okay, but you have to work on it yourself."

Looking at the shy little junior sister with bold eyes in his arms, Wang Ren also turned over in cooperation, letting the other girl work hard to find unknown happiness.

Reaching out to fish it out again, Wang Ren took the mistress with confused eyes into his arms and sat back to enjoy the blessings of everyone.

"Ren'er, I can do it too."

After her daughter, who was not directly related by blood, rested and regained her strength, Bai Yueru was not shy and took the initiative to switch defenses. Just like in the dream, she began to sway familiarly and freely.

Most of the afternoon passed, and Wang Ren, who did not waste any time, felt that two levels of strength had grown in his body, and he was quite satisfied.

After the first-turn golden elixir comes the second-turn golden elixir. During this period, Wang Ren needs to practice from the first level of the golden elixir to the ninth level of the golden elixir. Finally, with the help of the power of the elixir, he can break through the second-turn golden elixir.

In this way, if you practice until the Nine Transformation Golden Elixir, you can directly reach the realm of Golden Immortal and live forever.

With the help of his junior wife and younger junior sister, Wang Ren is now at the third level of the Golden elixir. It will take 361 days to reach the fourth level of the Golden elixir through normal cultivation.

Counting the daily help from many Taoist companions, it will take at least 90 days.

Although the time is a bit long, compared to the cultivators in the novels about cultivating immortals, Jin Dan has practiced in seclusion for decades and has not made any progress. Wang Ren feels that the current cultivation speed is pretty good.

"You guys have a good rest, I'll have dinner delivered to you."

Wang Ren, who was hugging him from left to right, felt that time was almost up, so he said to his junior wife and junior sister in his arms.

"No, senior brother, my mother and I will go over to eat together."

Having just become her senior brother's real wife, Wang Yuyan felt that she could not be looked down upon by the other sisters.

Anyway, their cultivation has increased a lot, so they are not without strength.

"Master, are you okay?"

After listening to the junior sister's words, Wang Ren asked the junior sister who was holding him in his left hand.

"I'm fine too."

Blushing with shame, Bai Yueru stood up and sat up.

After taking the Heart Protecting Pill and practicing the Ruyi Gong, Bai Yueru, who had been plagued by old illnesses for more than ten years, had never felt so healthy.

There is no need to pay too much attention to the minor injury just now.

"good."

Seeing that the junior wife and junior junior sister were so insistent, Wang Ren naturally would not dampen their enthusiasm and got up with them to wash up.

Ten minutes later, the three of them walked into the restaurant together.

Facing the eyes of the other sisters, Bai Yueru's cheeks were blushing, and Wang Yuyan, who was lively by nature, waved to them openly.

"Shishi, if you have time in the past two days, you can help Yueru and Yuyan and see what they like to do."

After a quiet dinner, Wang Ren drank tea and said to Butler Xiao.

The Taoist monks staying at Jiangnan Villa all have their own preferences. In addition to practicing every day, they will focus on what they like to do. Otherwise, it will definitely be too boring.

For long-term companionship, in addition to the relationship enhanced by continuous dual cultivation, we also need to have our own hobbies and lives.

"OK."

After listening to her husband's instructions, Xiao Lishi simply agreed.

After dinner, Wang Ren continued to practice in the back mountain, leaving his alone space to the Taoist monks.

In the blink of an eye, seven days later, the second Wudao Tea auction this year started quietly in the hotel previously acquired by Chuanfu Group.

This time, Wang Ren did not waste time with the Taoist companions, but came to the Dayong Dynasty alone.

We haven't seen each other for more than half a month, but he is going to the capital of Dayong to pretend to be the 'Eternal King' who is idle at home.

Before heading to the capital, Wang Ren spent half a day in Xuanbing City and Fengling Palace respectively. He arrived at the capital just before three o'clock in the afternoon, and the flying time with his sword was only an hour.

"Your Majesty."

The princess, who was taking a nap in the attic, saw the prince appearing in front of her and greeted him in surprise.

"My beloved, how are you feeling lately?"

Holding the cold and beautiful princess in her arms, Wang Ren asked with a smile, his spiritual energy clearly feeling the little life being nurtured in her belly.

"Fortunately, Dong Dong said that obvious fetal movement will not occur until three months. Now we just need to take good care of it."

Leaning in the prince's arms, feeling the familiar breath, Zhang Yunwei, who felt relieved, talked about her body.

These days, she was worried that the outside world would find out that the prince was missing, which would cause the fear of the person in the palace.

However, there are gains and losses. For the future position of queen, Zhang Yunwei felt that everything she has now is worth it.

"Well, did you take the pills I left for you last time on time?"

Helping the princess walk to the wooden chair next to the attic and sit down, Wang Ren asked with a smile.

Although he and the princess met by chance, Wang Ren still had a lot of feelings for the princess because he absorbed the memory of the Yongwang and the blood of the other party.

Otherwise, he would not have left a box of heart-protecting pills last time.

"Every three days, I take the heart-protecting pills and feel very good. I even feel that my cultivation has improved a lot."

Zhang Yunwei, who is already the first level of innate, can naturally feel the magic of the pill, and will not doubt that the prince will harm her and the child in her belly.

Therefore, after taking a pill every three days, Zhang Yunwei felt that her cultivation level of the first level of Xiantian had increased a lot, which was completely different from the rumors in the martial arts world.

You know, after a warrior is promoted to Xiantian, his cultivation will slow down, which is completely different from the post-heaven realm.

Zhang Yunwei, who is not very talented, has the family heritage and the treasures of the royal palace, and only reached the ninth level of the post-heaven at the age of twenty-two.

With the help of the prince, Zhang Yunwei, who was promoted to Xiantian, felt that she could only stay at the first level of Xiantian in this life, but she didn't expect that the pill could continue to increase her true energy.

Perhaps, this is the confidence of the prince to cultivate power and compete for the throne outside.

"Well, has there been any unusual movement in the capital recently?"

"That person has not paid attention to our palace. He has been competing for power with the left prime minister recently."

Being in the palace, Zhang Yunwei knew the news of the capital very well, and confided it to her prince one by one.

"Prince, princess, you can have dinner."

Unknowingly, night fell, and the voice of the personal maid sounded at the stairs.

"My beloved, I will carry you down."

It was a rare trip to the palace in Beijing, so Wang Ren picked up the princess and walked down the attic.

Zhang Yunwei, who was holding the prince in her arms, had a happy smile on her cheeks.

She liked the prince's ambition and domineering, and also liked his elegance and gentleness.