Chapter 8 Withdrawing the Letter of Resignation? One
Feng Ruqing narrowed her eyes and remained silent.
Fuchen felt quite uneasy when he saw that Feng Ruqing was silent: "In addition to medicinal diet recipes, Qinghan and I have many uses, but we have been hungry for too many years and there is no way to improve our strength. When our strength recovers,
After that, we can become your most powerful thugs."
"Then how can you improve your strength?"
"Qinghan and I have some special physiques. Just feeding us the elixir is enough. In our current state, the third-level elixir is enough..."
Fuchen carefully stretched out three fingers, even looking at Feng Ruqing with timidity.
"Third-level elixir? Why don't you go and grab it?" Feng Ruqing was angry.
On the mainland, second-level elixirs are already hard to find, and third-level elixirs are even more expensive. Even if she spends all her savings, she can only buy one second-level elixir, not to mention... this
As soon as the guy opened his mouth, he was on the third level.
"No need to rob, no need to rob, you are our medicine..." Before he could say the word "slave", Fuchen saw Feng Ruqing's fierce eyes, and he was so frightened that he swallowed his words immediately, "You are
Our parents, who provide us with food and clothing, naturally have a way to get us a third-level elixir, but your current strength is too low. I guess... you can only cultivate a first-level elixir at most."
The elixir needs to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Even if Fuchen can find a way to do it, it still needs to be linked to strength.
"Then how should I leave this place?" Feng Ruqing pondered for a while.
She has been away from the palace for a long time. If she doesn't go back, she might be discovered.
"We can take you back. When you want to come in in the future, just call us."
"Okay, then let me leave first."
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Ruqing felt a burst of warm sunshine covering her. Immediately, her eyes were illuminated by a dazzling light that made her unable to open her eyes. After the light disappeared, she opened her eyes again, only to find that she
Returned to the palace.
Feng Ruqing lowered her eyes, her fingers caressing her wrist. At this moment, the red rope on her wrist had disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
The door of the room was pushed open, and a pretty palace maid came in carrying a bowl of porridge. After she saw Feng Ruqing, who was half leaning on the bedside, she felt slightly relieved: "This is what your Majesty has done for you."
The princess has prepared porridge, and my servant will serve the princess to drink the porridge."
The palace maid in front of her was the first person Feng Ruqing saw after she woke up. However, the girl was frightened by her and ran away without looking back.
"I won't drink porridge for the time being. You can put it down first. I have something to do to see my father."
Qing Ling was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold Feng Ruqing's body: "The princess has not recovered yet, so she should get more rest. It will be too late to settle accounts with Tan Shuangshuang later."
Over the years, Qing Ling has often followed Feng Ruqing to cause trouble. This master and servant has become the most dandy in the world. Therefore, when she saw Feng Ruqing trying to stand up, Qing Ling's first reaction was that the princess
I'm going to beat up Tan Shuangshuang again.
Also, Tan Shuangshuang almost killed the princess, how could the princess let her go?
"Why am I looking for Tan Shuangshuang? I want to do something with my father, so you don't have to follow me."
Feng Ruqing frowned, she stood up from the bed, took some clothes and put them on her body.
Qing Ling looked at Feng Ruqing blankly, wondering if it was her misunderstanding. She always felt that after the princess woke up, she seemed to be much colder towards her...