Ning Xuemo thought the Emperor would take her back to his bedroom directly, but it turned out that she had sent her to her side hall.

This was a bit beyond her expectations, but she was relieved.

She is now in a special status, and she will feel uncomfortable when she sleeps with him all the time.

She first sensed her body. After all, she was too tired and her body was still a little sour. Fortunately, she was not overly tired and then the soreness after resting. It seemed that it was still very beneficial to soak in the hot spring.

After sensing the mind power on her body, she was surprised to find that the spirit root of Fire was much thicker than before. It was originally only as big as a small finger, but now it is as thick as a middle finger. It is estimated that she will be able to upgrade it in a few more days of practice.

The wood spiritual roots are lush and green like jade. They look more than two feet long in the past, and look very pleasant.

At this momentum, if she practices for ten or eight days, she will probably be able to reach the third level of the earth level.

She finally got rid of her identity as a waste, and finally got rid of her identity as a concubine!

Hahaha, from now on, she will break out of her own world.

Ning Xuemo liked it in her heart and couldn't help but dance a few steps on the bed, then she flew and fell to the ground.

After looking at the dress on her body, she was too sleepy this morning. She almost closed her eyes and put the dress on it. She didn't look at the style. Now she saw that the dress was very simple, but it fits very well. It was soft and comfortable to wear on her body. It was obvious that this was an ancient version of pajamas.

She washed up and opened a wardrobe in the room. She found that there were neat stacks of new dresses inside, in various colors: fiery red, light blue, light pink... which made Ning Xuemo dazzled.

Is this what the great god prepared for her?

Xue Mo felt a warm feeling in his heart. He chose a set and dressed neatly before he ran out of the side hall.

She was hungry, so she wanted to find some food and ask the great god for a while. After all, he is his master now, so she should have the etiquette she should have.

She paused as soon as she went out.

In the dusk, Shen Jiuli sat in front of a small table under a grape trellis in her yard.

There was tea and pastries on the table. He was sitting there drinking tea. He was not wearing a mask. The wind raised the horns of his robe and was about to fly.

Seeing Ning Xuemo come out, he looked up and down: "I look good." Then he gestured to the seat opposite with his chin: "Sit."

Ning Xuemo sat down opposite him, remembered his injuries, looked at his face, his complexion looked good, his lips and teeth were white. It seemed that he had indeed recovered completely in the past few days of seclusion.

Ning Xuemo finally felt relieved. She looked at the pastries on the table, which were crystal clear and fragrant. She even steamed.

Without tasting, just smelling the smell, she knew that these pastries were her dishes and suited her taste...

She looked at Shen Jiuli opposite him. He was drinking tea and had no intention of eating pastries. It was obviously prepared for her.

Her heart warmed up again: "This pastry is good!" As she spoke, she felt even hungry. She raised her hand and was about to take a piece. Shen Jiuli took out a white jade from somewhere and was about to run it on her wrist. Her hand could not fall any further.

Ning Xuemo looked up at him in confusion, not letting her eat?

Shen Jiuli said lightly: "This is a lottery, and you can't eat it now."

"What's the lottery?" Ning Xuemo was surprised.
Chapter completed!