Tang Qing didn't know what to say, she just kept crying.
Mo Qi's firm voice rang out, "That's how it is. The ten thousand attempts before were all to hone your patience. If you had given up at any point before, you wouldn't have reached this ten-thousand-and-first success. I don't want to sound too impressive, but didn't you just say I'm not an ordinary person?" Da Feng Xiao Shuo Wang
Chang Yuning fell silent.
Mo Qi continued, "What are you worried about? Worried about being disappointed again? What's disappointment? You're not afraid of death anymore, you're not afraid of being embarrassed, so what are you afraid of disappointment for?"
The words were somewhat sharp, and Chang Yuning started crying, sobbing and coughing.
Tang Qing glanced at Mo Qi and said, "Young man, hurry up and try."
Mo Qi looked at Chang Yuning. Chang Yuning, shedding silent tears, nodded reluctantly.
Mo Qi then processed the medicinal herbs simply, sat on the edge of the bed, had Tang Qing help Chang Yuning up, and held her hands, interlocking their fingers.
Chang Yuning's face flushed, and she turned her head away.
A moment later, she felt her palms grow warm, and a stream of warmth flowed into her body along her arms, circulating within her. The previous pain gradually subsided.
Chang Yuning was speechless with shock. Could this beggar really cure her illness?
Tang Qing also noticed that Chang Yuning's coughing had gradually stopped.
A moment later, white smoke rose from her head, and her complexion gradually turned rosy.
After another moment, Chang Yuning suddenly felt a warm current rise from her abdomen and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of black blood.
Mo Qi, experienced, shifted his body slightly, and the black blood sprayed onto the side of the bed.
A hint of apology flashed in Chang Yuning's eyes.
Tang Qing, however, said worriedly, "What's wrong? Why is she still spitting blood?"
"It's poisonous blood. She's fine now. I just need to infuse some more medicinal power to clear the remaining toxins," Mo Qi said calmly.
Tang Qing was overjoyed, tears streaming down her face. "Really? Master's healing touch is truly miraculous."
Chang Yuning was also ecstatic, sitting there, staring blankly at Mo Qi.
A moment later, Mo Qi withdrew his hands and said, "That's enough." He got off the bed.
Chang Yuning remained in a daze.
"Daughter, get out of bed and walk around," Tang Qing said with some urgency.
Chang Yuning felt a sense of lightness all over her body. She pulled back the quilt, got out of bed, and was already walking with the speed of the wind.
Chang Yuning's eyes welled up with tears again. She looked at Mo Qi, wanting to kowtow and thank him.
Just then, the woman's voice from outside the door sounded again, "Third Miss, are you ready?"
Chang Yuning, blushing, handed the groom's attire to Mo Qi. "Take this and go to the next room to bathe and change into it."
Mo Qi took the groom's attire and was about to leave.
The annoying woman outside the door spoke again, "No changing clothes. Our Young Master Wei said he wants to see the original, unadulterated beggar getting married."
This was too much of an insult!
Mo Qi almost exploded.
Tang Qing, however, looked at Mo Qi. "If you don't wash, then don't. Anyway, the most important thing now is that my daughter is saved."
Mo Qi could barely contain himself. He thought, if Chang Yuning was only at the Golden Immortal cultivation level, what would the Ni family's cultivation be? At most, they would be Grand Unity Golden Immortals. He could turn their home upside down, so why should he endure this humiliation and be manipulated?
But then he thought, he was unfamiliar with this place and knew nothing about this world. It would be better to endure for now.
At least, he should first understand the overall situation of this world.
Who ruled this world, what was the overall strength, and what were the cultivation resources – these were the things he needed to know most urgently.
Therefore, it was better to be patient for now.
Although Chang Yuning was saved, there was still no smile on her face.
She knew that the shackles on her were still very heavy.
Mo Qi took a deep breath and put on the groom's attire on the spot.
Chang Yuning, however, was in a dilemma. She couldn't possibly change clothes in front of Mo Qi, could she?
"How about you go out for a bit?" Chang Yuning said to Mo Qi.
"Alright." Mo Qi suddenly felt awkward too, and agreed, then went out.
Tang Qing saw Mo Qi to the door. As soon as she turned around, she heard Chang Yuning say, "Mother, you go out too."
Tang Qing hesitated for a long time, then sighed and followed her out.
At this moment, Mo Qi got a clear view of the situation outside the room.
A row of soldiers stood in the courtyard, all of them Xuan Immortal cultivators.
And that woman (presumably the one who had spoken earlier, as there was only one woman in the courtyard), dressed in a fitted outfit that accentuated her graceful figure, was beautiful and possessed a delicate beauty. Mo Qi couldn't help but think of Bai Cheng.
But regrettably, this woman had become someone else's pawn.
To Mo Qi's surprise, this woman was actually at the Grand Unity Golden Saint cultivation level.
Mo Qi was utterly shocked.
If a pawn was at the Grand Unity Golden Saint cultivation level, what would her master's cultivation be?
Her master was merely guarding the Immortal King's Palace, and seemed not to be the most powerful. Then how powerful would the owner of the Immortal King's Palace be?
Fortunately, he hadn't acted impulsively earlier.
Mo Qi couldn't help but feel secretly relieved.
Of course, he could still tolerate it for now. If they really went too far, he wouldn't be afraid to confront them.
That woman seemed to be quite arrogant and completely disregarded Mo Qi.
Just then, several maids escorted a middle-aged man over.
The middle-aged man was dressed in simple, elegant clothing, of average build, with a stern face that commanded respect even without anger.
He walked directly to Tang Qing and, though it was difficult to speak, finally blurted out, "Madam, your daughter... is your daughter still holding on? I've brought Lan'er to carry her. If it's really impossible, she can be carried to the wedding ceremony."
Tang Qing couldn't help but show her joy, but then lowered her voice. "Master, Ning'er, she's already well."
"Already well?" Chang Shi couldn't believe his ears. "Well? Wasn't she... how could she suddenly be well?"
His suddenly raised voice disturbed the beautiful woman. The beautiful woman merely glanced over with a faint look and then turned her head away, feigning aloofness.
Tang Qing pointed at Mo Qi. "It's this person, our future son-in-law, who saved her."
Although Chang Shi was unwilling to admit it, he still glanced at Mo Qi, then turned back to Tang Qing. "Madam, are you not well-rested and hallucinating? You should go and rest properly."
Seeing that she couldn't explain it to him, Tang Qing said no more. "You'll see for yourself later."
"Doesn't she need any help?"
"No," Tang Qing replied curtly.
Chang Shi was full of suspicion but waited patiently.
A moment later, a bride, wearing a red veil and a bright red dress, walked out gracefully.
Chang Shi and the beautiful woman were stunned.
Was this still Chang Yuning?
Hadn't she found a maid to substitute?
The beautiful woman unleashed her divine sense and looked through the veil. She was startled by what she saw. It truly was the Third Miss. The last time she saw her, she was on the verge of death, so how could she be like this today?
Was she faking it last time?
Chang Shi turned to look at Tang Qing. "Is this really our daughter?"
"Genuine."
At this moment, Mo Qi stepped forward and took Chang Yuning's hand. Chang Yuning did not dodge and naturally followed behind him.
However, to others, the two seemed extremely mismatched.
Tang Qing tugged at Chang Shi, who then snapped out of his daze and said to the beautiful woman, "Miss Yin, the auspicious time is almost here. Let's go out."
Miss Yin then reacted. "Okay, okay, let's all go out. Young Master Xiao is also waiting outside."
So, Tang Qing and her husband led the way, followed by a group of maids surrounding Mo Qi and Chang Yuning in the middle, with Miss Yin and the soldiers following behind, all heading towards the front hall.
Relatives and friends also began to arrive.
Initially, Chang Shi had not planned to invite relatives and friends; it was too embarrassing.
But Lord Ni had stipulated that relatives and friends must be invited to celebrate, precisely to make them look foolish.
Many distant relatives indeed came with the intention of watching the spectacle.
Weren't you all arrogant before? Weren't you trying to climb the social ladder?
Now you've shot yourselves in the foot, haven't you? Does it hurt?
It probably doesn't hurt, because they've all become numb from being struck.
Surprisingly, after the relatives and friends arrived, the courtyard seemed to exude an unusually strange and deliberately created festive atmosphere.
This atmosphere came from those who were there to watch the fun.
They deliberately raised their voices and kept congratulating the Chang family, "Congratulations, congratulations to the Third Miss on her happy marriage."
Happy marriage? A patient marrying a beggar.
Most of the Chang family members had distressed expressions, forcing smiles.
Because they all knew that beneath this thin layer of festive atmosphere lay a deep pain.
Only the second branch of the Chang family loudly echoed in the crowd, as if it were a real wedding.
The most diligent among them was Chang Xunhuan, who was extremely attentive to the guests, very considerate, and always wore a smile, an irrepressible excitement emanating from within.
Ni Wei sat at the entrance of the main hall, looking at the busy crowd inside and out, feeling quite pleased.
A beggar married a sick person, so he shouldn't suffer any curses, right?
A moment later, the groom and bride walked out side by side.
Looking at the beggar's disheveled appearance, which formed a stark contrast with the bride's beautiful figure, everyone around couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Ni Wei could hardly hide his joy. This was all his doing; it was perfect.
"The auspicious time has arrived. Let's begin the ceremony," Chang Xunhuan shouted.
Thus, Tang Qing and Chang Shi sat reluctantly in the upper seats.
The couple stepped forward, and under the guidance of the master of ceremonies, they bowed to heaven and earth, bowed to their elders...
With each bow, the crowd erupted in laughter.
At this moment, Ni Wei quietly called Miss Yin over and asked doubtfully, "Didn't they say Chang Yuning was dying and needed to be carried for the ceremony? Why is she like she's perfectly fine?"
Miss Yin was also bewildered. After a moment of thought, she said, "Just now in the back courtyard, I overheard the madam saying that it seems this beggar cured her illness."
"Cured?" Ni Wei was struck as if by lightning and froze for a moment.
Just then, a strange gust of wind suddenly swept through the air.
Chang Yuning's veil was lifted. Her phoenix coronet and robes, her red attire, highlighted her delicate skin, which was as red as fire, alluring and vibrant. A collective gasp of admiration rose from the crowd, "So beautiful, so beautiful!"