You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Seeing that there was no one around, Chang Qing closed his eyes and began to practice to recover his remaining spiritual power.

Not long after he entered into meditation, he suddenly opened his eyes and was surprised to find that the connection between his body and consciousness had become unusually close.

As if it had been a long period of adjustment.

"Have you finally gotten the approval of this body?"

He felt as if his body finally belonged to him, and every part of it was connected to his thoughts.

The absorption and transformation of spiritual energy also became abnormally rapid. The meridians no longer resisted the influx of spiritual energy, but actively accepted and refined it, transforming it into pure spiritual power.

Although the condition of his spiritual roots was still somewhat unsatisfactory, Chang Qing could feel that his physical condition was much better than before, and his cultivation speed had also increased.

He calmed down and let out a long breath, but he was not happy. He could vaguely feel that his inner demon was getting stronger and his physical condition seemed to be getting more complicated.

"What's going on with this body?!" Chang Qing had long noticed the abnormality in his body, but he couldn't find the reason, which puzzled him.

Suddenly, there were bursts of whispering outside. Although the voices were far away, Changqing could hear them clearly.

"The immortal has been sleeping for the whole day, is he really okay?"

A palace maid's voice was filled with some worry.

"He's an immortal, he'll be fine. But how did you feel when you changed clothes for the immortal?"

Another maid asked in a teasing tone.

"Don't talk nonsense. I just helped the immortal take off his outer clothes. I didn't feel anything." The first palace maid quickly explained.

"Hehe, you are still pretending. I saw you secretly touch the immortal's face when you were feeding him water." The second palace maid exposed her directly.

"You're so good, you actually peeked at me!" The first palace maid pretended to be angry, and then there was a sound of fighting outside.

Chang Qing touched his face and looked at the clothes left on his body, feeling a little embarrassed.

However, he soon calmed down, picked up the package on the table, took out his clothes and put them on.

He pinned the blood-red jade pendant around his waist, then picked up the wooden sword on the bedside and walked out.

The two people outside heard the door open and stopped fighting.

When a young man in white clothes and black gauze, carrying a sword, walked out of the door, the two were instantly attracted by his elegant and transcendent temperament, and were stunned for a moment.

Changqing also noticed the changes in himself.

After the mind and body reach an agreement this time, the most intuitive manifestation is the sublimation of temperament.

There is now a hint of calmness in the originally indifferent temperament.

Looking at the two palace maids in front of him, who were about the same age as him and had beautiful looks, Changqing smiled faintly.

The two palace maids immediately came back to their senses from their trance, knelt down hurriedly and said, "Forgive me, Immortal."

Chang Qing quickly used his spiritual power to lift the two of them up and said gently:

"I'm not an immortal, just call me Master Zhang."

Then he added: "I also want to thank you for taking care of me."

The two palace maids waved their hands to show that they were not thankful, but Chang Qing did not hesitate. The green energy in his hand turned into two ribbons and sank into the bodies of the two people.

"These two ribbons can keep you healthy and free from disasters throughout your life. Living to be a hundred years old won't be a problem."

The two were flattered and quickly expressed their gratitude.

Afterwards, Chang Qing asked where Yu Qingxi was and left in a hurry.

After all, whether in his past life or this life, he had never had the experience of a woman of the same age changing clothes for him, which did make him feel a little embarrassed.

Following the instructions, Changqing came to a large hall with a plaque above it that read "Shujuan Hall".

This has always been the emperor's study, but now it has become Yu Qingxi's office.

The guards at the door were all Yu Qingxi's former subordinates, so they naturally recognized Changqing.

However, when they met again, they had changed their address to "Immortal Master", which was more respectful and less intimate.

Changqing accepted their salute with a smile, then walked into the hall.

Inside the main hall, Yu Qingxi was sitting at the desk reading memorials.

The sunlight shines through the window lattice onto her face, making her skin look even whiter. Her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, her temperament is elegant and refined, and her manners and words reveal a calm and composed demeanor.

In addition, she actually carried a hint of majesty that only belonged to a superior, which made people dare not underestimate her.

Seeing Chang Qing coming in, Yu Qingxi raised his head, quickly stood up, saluted and said "Master".

But when he said this, his expression looked a little strange.

Chang Qing frowned slightly, sighed softly and said:

"Do you also want to be so distant with me? It was indeed wrong of me to conceal my identity, but I was also afraid that you would think too much!" His tone was full of helplessness.

Then he added: "And I've already paid the price for this."

At this time, Yu Qingxi put aside his politeness and smiled gently, as if the spring breeze blew away the winter frost, "How are you?"

Her voice is very gentle, like a spring breeze, making people feel kind and warm.

Chang Qing nodded, a relieved smile on his face, "Fortunately, I made it through."

"Then are we still friends now?" Yu Qingxi asked with a slightly red face, seeming a little nervous.

Chang Qing smiled, nodded firmly and said: "Of course, we have always been friends, and that has not changed."

The atmosphere in the hall made the two of them silent. Changqing didn't know what to say. He always felt a little embarrassed. He had never had such an experience in his past life or this life.

Yu Qingxi also noticed the subtle silence in the hall. She decided to take the initiative to break the awkwardness and asked Chang Qing a question with a smile:

"Speaking of which, ever since I knew you were a cultivator, I have always been curious about your real age."

There was a curious gleam in her eyes, and she seemed very interested in the topic.

"I have secretly investigated before. What the book says is very vague. It says that the appearance of people who have achieved success in cultivation will be fixed. You can't be someone who has practiced Taoism for a thousand years!"

Chang Qing found it a little funny and pretended to touch the non-existent beard on his chin and said: "Yes, my age is already 7,200 years old this year."

Yu Qingxi didn't think Chang Qing was joking, and covered her mouth with her hands, her face full of shock.

Then, Changqing was heard laughing and saying, "It's New Year's Eve soon. After that, I will be fifteen years old."

"So small!" Yu Qingxi was secretly surprised but didn't say it out loud.

Only Wang Gang's loud voice could be heard from afar. Yu Qingxi looked in that direction and said:

"Wang Gang and other priests are recovering in the Imperial Hospital. It seems they have woken up. I'm going to go see them. Do you want to come with me?"

Yu Qingxi extended an invitation.

Changqing nodded, and the two of them walked towards the Imperial Hospital together.

There were many soldiers along the way who were repairing the buildings that were damaged in the fight. Seeing the two of them, they saluted one after another. Yu Qingxi nodded in response very kindly.

Li Qingxi, walking slowly, talked about Master Lin:

"Master Lin was tortured to death in front of all the soldiers. He died after being stabbed 3,000 times."

The voice was very light, as if it was just a trivial matter.

Changqing just nodded and said nothing. This was what the man deserved.

They were both silent along the way.

Fortunately, the Imperial Medical Bureau was not too far away and we arrived there in no time.

The door of the Imperial Hospital was open, and it was crowded with people and extremely busy.

Doctors shuttled between patients, while soldiers assisted in carrying medicine and delivering water in an orderly manner.

Wang Gang's voice came from a ward: "No need to give me medicine. I feel fine now. It would be a waste to use it."

The two men walked into the ward and saw Wang Gang lying on the bed, fixed with a wooden board and wrapped in linen, like a mummy.

Seeing Yu Qingxi and Chang Qing coming in together and about to stand up, Chang Qing quickly pushed Wang Gang back.

Yu Qingxi asked with concern: "How do you feel?"

Wang Gang grinned and said nonchalantly:

"I can't die. I didn't expect that this immortal's strength is different from ours. I was careless this time. If there is a next time, I will definitely be able to hold out a few more moves."

Suddenly, Wang Gang seemed to have thought of something and said:

"Your Highness, should I call you His Majesty from now on?"

Yu Qingxi shook his head and said:

"Just call me Your Highness. I don't blame you. Your first priority now is to take care of your health. There are still many things waiting for you to do."

Wang Gang pretended to pat his chest, but he used too much force and started coughing, which scared the old doctor next to him.

Chang Qing's eyes lit up slightly as he looked through Wang Gang's body at the wound.

It was discovered that in just one day, the broken bones had been initially reconnected and the bleeding from the cracks in the internal organs had stopped. The recovery ability was truly terrifying.