Before dawn, Feng Qingcheng woke up. The first thing she looked at was Long Moyuan beside her.
While the guy was still asleep, she tiptoed out of bed.
Over the years, she has enjoyed morning exercises and has maintained a very healthy body.
She tried circulating her spiritual energy and found that it was particularly abundant in the morning.
She used her spiritual power to probe and found that the little pig was still sleeping soundly in the space.
That dead pig, it can really sleep.
However, she noticed that the little pig seemed to have grown a tiny bit.
Good heavens, could this guy have grown while sleeping?
In a few days, a big fat pig will be grown!
It seems she needs to sharpen a butcher's knife.
Feng Qingcheng ran along the Prince's Mansion.
"Greetings, Your Highness."
"Greetings, Your Highness."
"Greetings, Your Highness."
She hadn't expected that before dawn, all the lowest-ranking servants would get up and start cultivating.
They tried to improve themselves in the most clumsy way, but it was all in vain.
After all, their spiritual power level is the lowest, and they haven't received professional guidance or any resources to assist their cultivation. For them to advance, it's as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Those lower-ranking servants with slightly better qualifications would be promoted and given relatively easier jobs.
So the remaining people are all the worst.
If they don't take this time to cultivate, they won't have any time to work after dawn.
However, because she got up to do her morning exercise, people had to kneel down to beg her, and they could only get up after she had gone far away.
They're quite pitiful, really.
Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but feel sorry for them.
"Get up, everyone."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
The lowest-ranking servants, who had the privilege of eating a mid-level magical beast because of her wedding, were genuinely grateful to her.
Although the princess is currently useless, she can still use spiritual energy to refine elixirs and cure illnesses. If she can cure the prince, the Prince An's mansion will surely regain imperial favor and receive better resources. Perhaps some of those resources will even be allocated to them for cultivation.
However, that was just wishful thinking.
Feng Qingcheng glanced around indifferently; there were approximately two hundred servants.
Nowadays, every industry is fiercely competitive, and even the lowest-ranking servants have to strive to improve themselves.
She looked at the crowd and asked calmly, "I wonder if any of you are willing to listen to my advice?"
Everyone was overjoyed. The princess was once a young genius who caused a sensation in the Longtai Empire. If they could be honored to receive her guidance, they would definitely be able to advance in their cultivation!
Everyone knelt down, saying, "We are willing to listen to the Princess's guidance."
Feng Qingcheng was surprised that these guys didn't look down on her.
She maintained her aloof demeanor and said calmly, "You are born with deficiencies, and it is absolutely impossible for you to forcibly use spiritual power to increase your level."
Upon hearing this, everyone looked disappointed.
The princess once amazed the entire empire; she is knowledgeable and insightful, so what she says must be true.
It's really hard to ask them to give up like this.
The leader, Ashan, said devoutly, "Please, Your Highness, show me the way."
Everyone kowtowed.
Being able to advance in rank is a dream; who would want to be the lowest-ranking servant for their entire life?
Feng Qingcheng thought for a moment and said, "You should save your spiritual power. If you trust me, I will teach you to exercise to strengthen your bodies. This is what is called building a foundation. When the time is right, you can advance to the next level in one fell swoop."
Everyone was overjoyed and quickly said, "Thank you, Your Highness."
It turns out that their bodies hadn't laid a good foundation, no wonder they couldn't advance in their spiritual cultivation no matter how hard they tried.
Feng Qingcheng led the group in a frantic run along the Prince's mansion.
Everyone was panting heavily after running just one lap.
Looking again, Feng Qingcheng still moved with light steps, and ran faster and faster, like a nimble swallow.
It's truly shameful that, despite possessing spiritual power, their physical strength is inferior to that of the princess who has lost all her spiritual power.
So the group ran and rested intermittently, managing to run ten laps around the enormous Prince An's mansion.
Feng Qingcheng then taught everyone a set of exercises.
Everyone was covered in sweat, but felt refreshed and relaxed.
Feng Qingcheng was about to go to the bathhouse to take a bath when Su Yang blocked her way.
"What does Detective Su mean by this?" Feng Qingcheng frowned unhappily.
"I searched the Li residence but did not find the flower thief Li Muyong. After inquiring, I learned that Li Muyong went out to train in his early years and is now cultivating at the Xuantian Sect. The Princess Consort slandered the Li family and transferred me away from the Prince An's residence. What is the meaning of this transfer?"
Feng Qingcheng smiled faintly, "Detective Su, the Xuantian Sect has very strict requirements for accepting disciples. Back then, they only accepted me and Prince An, but unfortunately we lost all our spiritual power and ultimately couldn't go. What merit does Li Muyong have? How could he possibly enter the Xuantian Sect?"
"The Li family still possesses the Xuantian Sect's admission notice. I have verified it; it is genuine. Princess An, do you have anything else to say?"
Feng Qingcheng frowned. "Why doesn't Detective Su go back and ask the Emperor for his opinion before interrogating me?"
Su Yang was taken aback at first, "The princess is indeed clever."
"If Your Majesty wants me to refine the Deadly Pill, you must show sincerity. Knowing that I am currently in dire straits, you are just watching from the sidelines. Then don't worry that I will forget the steps of refining the pill."
Su Yang hadn't expected her to be so arrogant! She was so angry she was trembling all over!
"Princess Consort An, you are now nothing but a useless piece of trash, yet you dare to threaten the Emperor?"
"I wouldn't dare. I was only trying to save my own life."
Su Yang stormed off in anger.
Feng Qingcheng clenched her fingers.
The matter of Li Muyong must have been orchestrated by the Emperor behind the scenes.
That old fox, the Emperor, he'd better pray he doesn't fall into her hands, or she'll definitely make him suffer!
snort!
Feng Qingcheng quickly took a bath, then went to give her mother acupuncture, and then looked at her younger brother, giving him a few candies.
Wu Fu pushed Long Moyuan to Yin Yue Lou, and also brought the xiaolongbao that Feng Qingcheng had been eating recently. Not only that, Jian Qiu and Mo Mei also got some.
The two maids were so excited that they kowtowed three times and bowed nine times to Long Moyuan.
Feng Qingcheng ate the fragrant and delicious xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), feeling very happy.
Long Moyuan watched her eat, a doting smile occasionally curving his lips.
Finally, Long Moyuan even used a handkerchief to personally wipe away the stains from her lips, making her quite embarrassed.
What makes her so deserving of such pampering from a handsome man?
No, he's spoiling the young lady.
If one day he finds out she's an imposter, will he kill her?
How terrifying, I don't want to think about it anymore.
powerful!
powerful!
She wants to become strong!
After eating the steamed buns, Feng Qingcheng administered acupuncture to Long Moyuan.
Feng Qingcheng wanted Wu Fu to help Long Moyuan take off his pants, but the guy learned his lesson and simply disappeared.
Since Long Moyuan wouldn't let the maids touch his body, Feng Qingcheng had no choice but to do it herself.
The legs of such a handsome man are truly a feast for the eyes.
For the next month, she will have something to enjoy every day.
What causes a feeling of great joy?
Long Moyuan blushed all over with embarrassment, making Feng Qingcheng want to pinch him.
If that little perverted pig woke up right now, he would definitely yell at her desperately, pounce on Prince An, and devour him clean!
Such a handsome man, I can't let him go!
Feng Qingcheng blushed throughout as she performed acupuncture on Long Moyuan.
Two hours later, she pushed Long Moyuan to the Elite Hall.
As soon as the two entered the Elite Hall, everyone stopped cultivating.
They were heartbroken that the prince had been injured.
The princess was injured, and no one treated the prince's leg.
Therefore, no one should be hurt.
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