Even Fu Jingheng didn't expect that when they entered the room, Qin Sheng didn't give him acupuncture treatment as usual. Instead, she took out a small potted plant from her spatial ring and carefully held it in her hands.
This is……
Fu Jingheng stared intently at the potted plant, his eyes suddenly flashing: "Tian Cang?"
Qin Sheng nodded: "Yes."
Meeting Fu Jingheng's questioning gaze, Qin Sheng hesitated for a moment before taking the initiative to say, "I successfully cultivated Tiancang a week ago. This is its mature form and it can already be used as medicine."
“But I don’t plan to use it in medicine,” she added before Fu Jingheng could speak.
Fu Jingheng's eyebrows twitched, and he gave a soft "Hmm?"
Qin Sheng: "When used in medicine, it can maximize the efficacy of the medicine. Combined with acupuncture and other medications, it can completely heal your fundamental wounds, but it's too late."
Fu Jingheng straightened his expression: "What's going on?"
Qin Sheng clenched her fingertips, her eyes filled with uncertainty, but she still said, "I have a feeling it'll happen in the next few days."
"That person can't wait any longer."
Fu Jingheng's heart stirred.
If someone else had said this, Fu Jingheng might have doubted its truthfulness and credibility, but this time it was Qin Sheng who was speaking.
It wasn't just because of complete trust in her, but also because of her identity—the Heavenly Spirit Embryo.
As a reincarnation of a spiritual embryo derived from the Heavenly Dao, Qin Sheng, despite being isolated from most of the rhythms of the Heavenly Dao due to the special nature of Earth, possesses a natural precognitive ability regarding events that are related to or have a significant impact on him.
Since she's already said it, she's at least 80% sure.
This probability is sufficient.
Fu Jingheng nodded almost without hesitation and said, "Let's begin."
Qin Sheng looked at him, wanting to say something, but when she met his calm eyes, all the words stuck in her throat, and in the end she just nodded gently: "Okay."
With only a day and a half left until tomorrow's banquet, she only had one day to heal Fu Jingheng's injuries, so she had to hurry.
*
Qin Sheng and Fu Jingheng stayed in the room for a whole day. By 2 p.m. the next day, Qin Zheng, Gu Yueming and the others had arrived, but there was still no movement in the room.
Everyone was so quiet they wanted to break down the door and go inside to take a look.
Qin Zheng did try to knock on the door, but before his hand could touch it, he seemed to touch an invisible barrier, with transparent ripples spreading across it.
Qin Zheng's gaze sharpened instantly.
He immediately withdrew his hand and stepped back a distance.
However, he did not go downstairs. After scanning the area, he stood at the bottom of the stairs near the door, guarding the room like a protector.
Seeing his appearance, the Qin family members, who were already getting impatient, all realized what was happening and stopped in their tracks.
Everyone held their breath and waited anxiously for people to come downstairs.
Another hour passed before Qin Sheng's door finally opened, and a slender girl stepped out.
Qin Sheng looked up and saw several pairs of eyes fixed on her, causing her to pause in surprise.
However, they quickly realized what was happening.
Without offering any further explanation, he closed the door behind him and headed downstairs.
"Let's go, let's change our clothes first." Qin Sheng said, stopping everyone from asking any questions.
Gu Yueming snapped out of her daze and quickly nodded, "Okay, come on, Mom will take you there."
Both the Xuanyuan and Qin families had prepared formal attire for Qin Sheng to wear that evening, but after looking at them one by one, Qin Sheng frowned: "Are there any more?"
Gu Yueming glanced at the row of clothes racks in front of her, somewhat surprised: "You don't like any of them?"
It's not that I don't like it, it's just that: "It's too much trouble."
It makes it inconvenient for her to move around.
If she could, she would prefer to wear casual clothes.
But it was obvious that it wasn't appropriate for the occasion, and Gu Yueming and the others wouldn't agree to it either.
Qin Sheng couldn't help but press her temples.
She casually picked out a fluffy short skirt that didn't reach her knees and said, "This one will do."
At least it's loose-fitting, which is better than those intimate gifts where you have to worry about the clothes falling apart if you move your legs.
Just as I was about to go into the changing room to change, there was a knock on the door.
Gu Yueming stepped forward to open the door.
Qin Zheng was standing outside the door holding a gift box. When he saw Gu Yueming, he handed the gift box to her and said, "Mo Tian just sent someone to deliver this. It should also be an evening dress. Let Sheng Sheng see if she likes it."
Qin Sheng glanced at it and said, "This is it."
Without waiting for Gu Yueming's reaction, he went into the dressing room on his own.
Gu Yueming felt slightly uncomfortable.
It's not that it's ugly, it's just that the style, the color, and...
"Sigh..." Gu Yueming sighed deeply.
All words of objection were silenced the moment Gu Yueming saw the girl in front of the full-length mirror; her eyes were filled with amazement.
It was clearly a very simple jumpsuit with wide legs, and it was a bright red color that Qin Sheng rarely wore and that didn't suit her style.
But at this moment, Gu Yueming looked at the girl's reflection in the full-length mirror, and at her face, which had lost its usual aloofness and now exuded a cool and queen-like aura, and almost couldn't believe it.
Where is the sweet and gentle beauty we were promised?
Is this really her daughter?
After a brief moment of stunned silence, Gu Yueming's surprise was quickly replaced by excitement. She immediately pulled Qin Sheng to sit down on a chair next to her and then called the stylist in.
Another two and a half hours of styling.
The banquet officially began at 6:18 p.m.
The last time the Xuanyuan family held a banquet of this scale was when Xuanyuan Jing was only in his twenties and was being forced into blind dates.
As a result, they went on a dating show for seven or eight years, and countless banquets were held, but no socialite or heiress could move this blockhead's heart. When he turned thirty, Xuanyuan Zhenhua gave up and never mentioned getting Xuanyuan Jing married again.
Xuanyuan Jing is forty years old this year.
In other words, the Xuanyuan family has not held a banquet of this scale for a full ten years.
Those who could come came, and those who couldn't came found a way to come.
The banquet, which was originally only supposed to have around one hundred people, ended up with nearly three hundred people, filling the Xuanyuan family's fairly spacious banquet hall to capacity.
Uncle Zhang frowned as he looked at him.
Just as he was hesitating about whether to invite some people who weren't on the invitation list to dine elsewhere, Xuan Yuanjing appeared beside him and said calmly, "The point is to let everyone know Sheng Sheng's identity. It's fine to have more people. I've brought over two more teams. If anything unexpected happens, let them handle it."
Uncle Zhang was immediately relieved.
Just as he was about to ask a couple more questions, he looked up and saw that Xuan Yuanjing, who had been expressionless, suddenly changed his expression, and his sharp eyes suddenly shot towards the entrance.
Uncle Zhang paused for a moment, then looked over.
Upon seeing who it was, he felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively straightened his back.
It's Yang Qiming.
In just one day, all the wounds Qin Sheng had inflicted on Yang Qiming had disappeared, and he was full of energy.
Noticing Xuan Yuanjing's gaze, she merely smiled faintly and walked towards him.
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