Immediately, Zhang Xiaoyun thought of the background of Steward Liu, hurriedly walked to Wen Qingye's side, and said worriedly: "Husband, forget it, Steward Liu..."

Wen Qingye waved his hand and said, "You just stand next to you, I have my own opinion on this matter."

Zhang Xiaoyun looked at it, nodded obediently, and then stood beside him.

"Wen Qingye, you let me go, I promise to do nothing..."

"Smack!"

"Wen Qingye, don't fall into my hands, or..."

"Wen Qingye, do you know that I am Zhang Chuangongzi's subordinate, if you ....."

Wen Qingye's expression was cold, and he frowned: "Zhang Chuan!?"

"That's right, everything I do is instructed by him, let me tell you, Gongzi Zhang Chuan is a master of Qi Nine Heavens, you ....."

"I'll look for him!" Wen Qingye snorted coldly.

"Smack!"

Wen Qingye raised the whip in his hand and kept pumping it on Steward Liu's body, and after a while, Steward Liu's whole body was blurred with flesh and blood, and he fainted.

Wen Qingye walked to Steward Liu's side, and then reminded Steward Liu.

"Smack!"

As soon as Steward Liu's eyes opened, he felt a burning pain all over his body, and then a whip came over again.

"Young Master Wen, please, I don't dare anymore, please" Steward Liu knelt on the ground, his whole body was covered with blood, and his speech was a little unclear.

The surrounding maids were all stunned, and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

"Wen Qingye actually defeated Steward Liu, are the rumors all false?"

"Steward Liu actually knelt down and begged for mercy, he knelt down for Wen Qingye"

"Wen Qingye actually whipped Steward Liu directly for Yun'er, Yun'er is really a blessing"

...........

Wen Qingye looked indifferently at Steward Liu, who was kneeling on the ground, his flesh and blood were blurred, and said slowly: "The reason why I rarely killed people back then was because not many people dared to be presumptuous in front of me, and now I don't kill you, not because of anything else, just because I disdain."

Although he didn't kill this Liu steward temporarily, Wen Qingye knew that he wouldn't live long.

When Steward Liu heard this, he suddenly felt a feeling of the rest of his life, and said ecstatically: "Yes, yes, thank you Gongzi Wen for your grace of not killing, thank you Gongzi Wen for your grace of not killing."

Wen Qingye helped Zhang Xiaoyun next to him and said, "Let's go."

Although Wen Qingye did not kill the willow steward, but Wen Qingye used a special secret method just now, and in the future, this willow steward will already be a complete waste, a waste man, or a housekeeper of a big family, what will the people of the Zhang Mansion do?

Zhang Xiaoyun left with a blushing face under the envious gaze of many maids.

Back at home, Wen Qingye let Zhang Xiaoyun lie on the bed, and then took out some simple medicinal herbs.

Wen Qingye said: "Take off your clothes, I'll give you medicine!"

"Got it..."Zhang Xiaoyun figured like a kitten, and then nodded.

Zhang Xiaoyun took off all the clothes on her body, leaving only a belly pocket, especially when she turned her back to Wen Qingye, Wen Qingye saw her body through.

Zhang Xiaoyun's skin is very fair, and the bones are obvious, at a glance, he can tell that he is suffering from long-term malnutrition, especially at this moment, there are some more blood marks on his body, Wen Qingye can't help but feel a little heartache when he looks at it.

Wen Qingye picked up the herbs and slowly applied them to Zhang Xiaoyun's body, Zhang Xiaoyun felt the wound cold, and then it was extremely refreshing.

Wen Qingye's hand slowly moved below, and Zhang Xiaoyun couldn't help but feel something strange under him.

"Hmm~"

Wen Qingye heard Zhang Xiaoyun's moaning, and couldn't help but blush, "Ahem, it's going to be fine soon, you are patient"

Wen Qingye finally smeared all the herbs, and then said, "You can sleep on your stomach tonight, otherwise it will hurt very much."

Zhang Xiaoyun smiled sweetly, then nodded, and Wen Qingye also walked to the lamp and gently blew out the candle.

Lying on the bed, Zhang Xiaoyun felt a burst of coolness on her back, as well as the subtle breathing sound next to her, for the first time in her life, she felt a kind of stability, a strong sense of happiness welled up in her heart, and later, she only felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, heavier and heavier.

...........

The next day, when Wen Qingye woke up, Zhang Xiaoyun was gone.

Wen Qingye walked out of the door and saw Zhang Xiaoyun washing clothes.

"What are you doing? You still have injuries, especially your hands" Wen Qingye walked to Zhang Xiaoyun's side, grabbed her hand and said, "Look for yourself, the injury on your hand is not healed, how can you see water?"

Zhang Xiaoyun pointed to the clothes and said indifferently: "Wait until I finish washing these clothes."

"I'll wash it," Wen Qingye said.

When Zhang Xiaoyun heard this, he said a little anxiously: "How can this work? How can I let my husband do the laundry?"

"It's okay for you to stand next to you, I'll wash it, it's okay" Wen Qingye finished speaking, and stood next to Zhang Xiaoyun and began to wash clothes.

When Zhang Xiaoyun saw it, he couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart.

As if thinking of something, Zhang Xiaoyun looked at Wen Qingye and asked, "Husband, I see that there is more than half a bag of medicinal herbs on the table, what is that for?"

Wen Qingye said with a smile: "Oh, that's what I used to make a medicinal bath for cultivation, but unfortunately I only bought a little, and it will be gone if I use it again."

"Oh" Zhang Xiaoyun nodded, as if he had something on his mind.

After Wen Qingye washed his clothes, he asked Zhang Xiaoyun to rest, and then went to boil the medicinal bath himself.

Two hours later!

Wen Qingye walked out of the door, and at this moment he felt a sense of relief all over his body, this medicinal bath began to have a very fast effect on the growth of cultivation.

After this medicinal bath, his cultivation also broke through to the Sixth Heaven of Qi Cultivation, and he was finally able to practice his relatively low-level palm technique.

The Great Heaven Tears the Monument Hand! It is divided into three types.

The first type, the great heavenly hand!

The third type, tearing the stele!

The third type, the big day to tear the stele!

The third form is also a combination of the first two forms, the power is huge, and it can easily split the muscles and bones, but the cultivation of the six heavens of qi cultivation must not be able to be performed, Wen Qingye estimated that at least the eight heavens of qi training are needed.

"Great Heavenly Hand!"

Wen Qingye slapped his palm out, and the wind around him was fierce, and the dead leaves kept spinning.

"Bang!"

A palm print slammed against the wall, revealing a huge hole in the wall.

"Monument ripper!"

Wen Qingye's entire body leaned forward, and then his arm erupted with a 'crackling' sound, and the vitality of his whole body was running.

Wen Qingye practiced for a while, and only stopped practicing after feeling that he had found the familiarity he once had, and then nodded with satisfaction.

If this Great Heaven Tearing Tablet Tearer is considered a grade, it should be regarded as a five-grade martial arts, and the five-grade martial arts are already considered relatively good martial arts in places like Fengcheng, you must know that the entire Wen family only has one five-grade martial arts, and these five-grade martial arts are extremely tightly protected.

When Wen Qingye was twelve years old, he accidentally saw Wen Xu practicing the five-grade martial arts Heavenly Eagle Claw, Wen Xu actually let Wen Qingye kneel in the ancestral hall for five hours, during which he was not allowed to take a step out of the ancestral hall, nor was he allowed others to come to see him, so you can imagine how serious the secrecy was.

Martial arts are divided into nine grades, one is the lowest, nine is the highest, and the eight-grade martial arts is the highest martial arts in this Tianwu country, and it is rumored that there is a set of eight-grade martial arts in the hands of the royal family of Tianwu Kingdom, which is a martial art obtained from the sect, and people who are not royal families are not allowed to practice.

And in Wen Qingye's heart, the grievances have always been clear, how the Wen family treated him, he will not forget, since the Wen family values Wen Tongyu so much and treats him as an outcast, how can he give his martial arts to the Wen family for nothing?

"Husband, it's time to eat"

Zhang Xiaoyun walked out of the room at this time and shouted loudly.

Wen Qingye nodded, and then walked to the stove room.

As soon as he entered the stove room, Wen Qingye glanced at the food on the table and said strangely, "Why is it still porridge?"

When Zhang Xiaoyun heard this, his face turned a little pale, "If you don't like it, I'll go and do it again for you."

Wen Qingye looked at it and hurriedly said: "No, no, I'm just a little curious, you see that you are so thin, you can't just eat vegetables and the like every day, you should eat a little meat."

Zhang Xiaoyun lowered his head when he heard it and said, "It's okay, I don't like to eat meat."

Wen Qingye shook his head and said, "If you don't like it, you can't do it, you also have to eat it, so that your body can be good."

Zhang Xiaoyun lowered his head, chewed and ate slowly, and nodded after listening.

Wen Qingye saw that the dishes were all put on his side, and Zhang Xiaoyun was just eating the food close to him, Wen Qingye couldn't help but help him with some more dishes and said, "Come, eat more"

Zhang Xiaoyun looked at the dishes in the bowl, his body trembled a little, and the deepest string in his heart was deeply touched.

She has lived in Zhang's Mansion since she was a child, and because of the injury on her face, and because she was born to a maid after the head of the Zhang family was drunk, her status is low, and sometimes she is even inferior to a maid.

The only thing Zhang Xiaoyun was good to her was her mother, but she died not long ago, and just a few days after her death, Zhang Hua married her to Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye smiled, and then began to move his chopsticks.