After Ning Chen woke up, the first thing he saw was Changsun's happy and angry eyes, and Qing Ling's pear-shaped face.
However, Ning Chen only woke up for a short moment before passing out again.
Changsun and Qing Ling were both stunned, and immediately called the shopkeeper to come forward for diagnosis.
The final result is good or not. Ning Chen's body is still in a mess, but if he wakes up once, he is likely to wake up a second time.
For Changsun and Qing Ling, there is no worse news than the best news. As long as he doesn't die, nothing matters.
Five days later, Ning Chen woke up again, but this time he did not faint immediately. After seeing Changsun, he grinned and wanted to smile, but was unable to do so.
"Be honest, no one wants to see you smile."
Changsun said angrily. She knew best that Ning Chen's smile looked harmless, but was actually full of bad intentions.
In fact, Ning Chen really wanted to laugh, because before he fell into coma, he clearly saw Rhombus Crystal Flower open, very beautiful, as beautiful as A'man.
A'man can't die, and neither can he. There's nothing better than this.
When people are happy, they get excited easily. When Ning Chen gets excited, he faints again. This time Changsun is not in a hurry. He calmly lets Qing Ling find the shopkeeper and goes back to rest without even hearing the result.
She hadn't rested for several days, all because she was worried about this boy.
Barbarian Dynasty, Princess Villa, A'man sat on the bed weakly and pale, with Barbarian King's face bigger than a pie in front of her.
"I'm going to find him," A'man said.
"No!" Barbarian King shook his head and refused without hesitation. That guy has harmed his precious daughter like this, how could he let A'man go to him again.
"I'm going to find him," A'man insisted.
"No!" Seeing A'man refusing to give up, Barbarian King's anger rose, "You only think about that brat, do you still have me as your father in your heart?"
"Yes!" A'man nodded and answered seriously and honestly.
"..." Barbarian King was so choked that he couldn't bear to get angry after all. He just tried to persuade him politely, "A'man, that kid is still too weak to protect you now. When he has enough strength, you can go find him again."
"How long do you have to wait?" A'man asked softly.
"Wait until he reaches the ninth level peak," Barbarian King said casually.
A'man thought for a while, her beautiful brows furrowed, and she forgot to ask Ning Chen what grade it was.
However, since he is so good at fighting, he should not be far from the ninth level, right?
Thinking of this, A'man nodded seriously, "Okay"
Barbarian King was serious on the surface, but he was smiling proudly in his heart. The latest news he had just received was that although Ning Chen had woken up once, it was almost useless. If he wanted to cultivate to the peak of the ninth level, go to hell.
Although it was inappropriate to lie to A'man like this, in order to prevent his daughter from being hurt again, her mother's spirit in heaven would definitely support him.
In Marquis Qinghe's house, Ning Chen also received the news that A'man had woken up from Changsun. The smile on his face never disappeared, like a nymphomaniac, which made Qing Ling unable to stand it anymore and slapped him hard on the head.
Ning Chen grinned in pain, but did not dare to resist. He could only raise his head and smile brightly.
However, after Ning Chen woke up, the relief on Changsun's face only appeared for a short moment, and then he was distracted by Great Xia's current dangerous situation.
Ning Chen heard Qing Ling talk about Great Xia's recent situation, and his heart sank. He never thought that so many things had happened during the days when he was in coma.
What happened to Northern Martial Marquis was beyond his expectation. Xia Emperor made no move, and watched helplessly as Yan Returning City was slaughtered into a dead city.
Then why did he return to the imperial city to deliver the message at all costs?
As for Northern Mongol Royal Court's Military Advisor Fan Lingyue's coldness and strength, Ning Chen was not too surprised. This is a ruthless woman who wants to get rid of even a little-known person like him. Her scheming and ruthlessness can be imagined.
"Sister Qing Ling, push me to see Empress Dowager" Ning Chen looked at Qing Ling beside him and said softly.
Hearing this, Qing Ling frowned slightly, wondering what this kid was going to do.
"There is something important," Ning Chen said seriously.
Qing Ling nodded, without asking any questions, helped the former into the wheelchair, and then pushed him towards Changsun's room.
When the two of them entered, Changsun was writing a letter to Prince Yan in the room. She knew that the two of them had an agreement that Ning Chen would be Sword Attendant for one year. Now that the time has not come, the agreement should continue to be fulfilled.
The most important thing for a man is his promise. There is no reason to evade it. As long as he doesn't die, he must keep it.
"Empress Dowager" Ning Chen saluted respectfully.
"Well, I will call Prince Yan here. You still have to follow him. After one year, I will send Qing Ling to pick you up."
Changsun said as he folded the written letter and put it in the letter, and immediately handed it to Qing Ling.
"Empress Dowager" Ning Chen stretched out his hand to stop Qing Ling from leaving. He looked at Changsun and said seriously, "I can't leave with Prince Yan, and Prince Yan can't come either."
Hearing this, Changsun frowned. She didn't like hearing these words very much, especially coming from Ning Chen's mouth.
"Give me an explanation," Changsun said in a deep voice, suppressing his patience.
Ning Chen bowed respectfully again and said, "Empress Dowager Have you ever thought about where the source of the chaos in the Seven Cities is?"
There are no people in this world who seek death for no reason, unless there is a huge temptation waiting for them ahead.
The Lord of Seven Cities is already the Lord of One City, he can be said to be a feudal official, and his real power is only second to Great Xia, the ten Martial Marquis, why are they still rebelling?
Their purpose is obvious, they want to become the ministers who protect the dragon and start the dynasty.
Among Great Xia, there are only three people who are qualified and ambitious, but do not have much hope of inheriting the throne, Third Prince, Tenth Prince and Prince Yue.
Changsun is thoughtful. After hearing Ning Chen's reminder, he knew what the latter meant. He couldn't help frowning and said, "Do you doubt Prince Yue?"
"Not sure yet, but Prince Yue is definitely suspected."
After saying that, Ning Chen told Prince Yue about recruiting him again. He was indeed not sure whether it was Prince Yue, but there was no doubt that Prince Yue was highly suspicious.
"What happened?" Hearing Ning Chen's explanation, Changsun frowned even more. Prince Yue was exiled far to southern Xinjiang by Xia Emperor, and a Martial Marquis was sent to suppress it, but he still became a climate changer.
Ning Chen was right, no matter whether the person behind the Seven Cities Rebellion was Prince Yue or not, she had to guard against him.
Prince Yan is indeed the best candidate. There is no need to alert others. The strength of one person is enough to handle everything.
Xiantian is an invincible monster in this world, and Prince Yan is one of them.
What is even more valuable is that although Prince Yan seems to be indisputable, he is actually an extremely transparent person. If there is any trouble with Prince Yue, then the sword in the hands of Great Xia, a contemporary legend, will definitely not show any mercy.
"Qing Ling, destroy the letter," Changsun said with a sigh.
"Yeah" Qing Ling nodded, clenched his delicate hands, and the envelope and the letter inside immediately turned into powder.
"Empress Dowager, let me say something that shouldn't be said. Now Xia Emperor's life and death are unknown. For the sake of Great Xia's situation, the best choice is for First Prince to succeed as soon as possible."
When he said this, Ning Chen did not mix any resentment or personal emotions. Great Xia really needs to stabilize the hearts of the government, the public, and the people, and Great Xia's rule is to establish a direct descendant. No matter from any aspect, First Prince's succession is justified and there will be no dispute.
In a short period of time, Third Prince and Tenth Prince may be dissatisfied or even resist because of First Prince's succession. However, once First Prince succeeds, any resistance will become an unjustified rebellion. The two Imperial Prince must seriously consider it.
Great Xia Every Imperial Prince is far from strong enough to change dynasties. The only result of rebellion is death.
Of course, if the person behind the Seven Cities Rebellion is one of Third Prince and Tenth Prince, this matter will be a different matter.
However, there is only one Qicheng Rebellion. Regardless of whether the person behind it is one of the two Imperial Prince, it has already turned against itself. Even if First Prince succeeds to the throne and turns into a Rebellion of Eight Cities, a Rebellion of Nine Cities, or even a Rebellion of Ten Cities, it can only be like this at most.
In general, First Prince's succession has far more advantages than disadvantages.
Ning Chen knew that what he said was a bit treacherous. After all, Xia Emperor had not yet confirmed whether he was really dead, so he only dared to say this to Changsun, and it was not very practical.
Sure enough, as soon as he heard Ning Chen's words, Changsun's face suddenly darkened and he winked at Qing Ling.
Qing Ling understood, walked to the door, looked around, and then closed the door.
"No one" Qing Ling walked back and confirmed.
"Bang!" Qing Ling had just finished speaking, but Changsun slammed the table and said angrily, "You are impatient, aren't you? How dare you say this!"
Ning Chen's words were undoubtedly cursing Xia Emperor to die early. If others heard it, it would be enough to make him die a hundred times.
"I'm just saying that." Seeing Changsun getting angry, Ning Chen muttered angrily.
"You must not say this again in the future, not to anyone," Changsun said angrily before his anger subsided.
"Definitely, definitely" Ning Chen nodded quickly, he was just looking for scolding for being a bitch.
Ning Chen's guarantee made Changsun's anger subside a little. He suddenly remembered something and asked solemnly, "What was the name of the thing you used to blow up Zhengqi Palace that day?"
"Gunpowder" Ning Chen replied with his eyelids twitching.
"Where does the method come from?" Changsun continued to ask.
"..." Ning Chen had no way to answer. After thinking about it, he could only say nonsense, "It was taught by an old Daoist priest."
Changsun didn't believe it at all. This could only be used to deceive children, but that was not what she cared about. Since Ning Chen didn't want to say it, she didn't force it.
"I don't care if the old Daoist priest taught you or not, but I just want to ask you whether you are the only one who knows how to make this gunpowder." Changsun asked seriously.
"Yeah, one hundred percent."
Ning Chen nodded and said very seriously, if there is no other time traveler in this world.
"Can you tell me how to do this?" Changsun asked.
"Absolutely impossible" Ning Chen denied without hesitation.
In his world, the invention of the steam engine promoted civilization, while the invention of gunpowder promoted war. He could not let the world fall into war a hundred or even a thousand years in advance.
Therefore, he alone knows how to make gunpowder!