Nu'er is wearing a light green dress with some small patches on it.

Her little face was solemn, and she carefully held a bowl of hot soup. The rich steam made her little face turn slightly red.

Soon, Nu'er arrived in the room. She looked at Su Changqing who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and said softly: "Master, it's time to drink medicine."

Su Changqing was stunned for a moment, then took the decoction and looked at the slightly black liquid, his eyes becoming colder and colder.

With his eyesight, he could see the ingredients of this bowl of medicine at a glance.

The poison in his body came from this bowl of medicine.

Looking at the concerned slave, Su Changqing recalled every moment of being with him.

"My slave has followed me since she was a child and is loyal to me. She shouldn't be her." Su Changqing thought to himself.

"Young... Young Master!" Nu'er's face was slightly red, and being stared at by Su Changqing made her heart beat like a deer.

"Slave, where did you get this bowl of medicine?" Su Changqing frowned slightly and asked.

"The Lin Mansion's housekeeper ordered Nu'er to bring it." Nu'er whispered.

"Butler..." Su Changqing murmured, his heart getting colder and colder, with a hint of murderous intent.

Snapped!

Su Changqing threw the porcelain bowl in his hand directly on the ground. Suddenly, the soup in the bowl spilled all over the floor.

"Ah... Young Master, you... do you think the medicine is bitter again? Good medicine tastes bitter. Your body and bones are too weak. The butler said that these are for your body..."

"alright!"

Su Changqing spoke softly. He looked at Nu'er and said, "Nu'er, please tidy up."

"This is!"

Nu'er quickly started to clean up the debris in the room. Su Changqing sat quietly on the bed, recalling the appearance of the Lin family's official family.

He was a middle-aged man with a fat head, big ears, small eyes, and he looked very shrewd.

"Is he trying to harm me?" Su Changqing thought to himself.

"If it's really him, this person can't be kept."

Soon, Nu'er had tidied up the house. She looked at Su Changqing, with a worried look on her face, and said softly: "Master, I'm going to help you prepare the medicine. You are weak, so you'd better drink the medicine."

"No need. From now on, you can just throw this medicine away after you bring it to us. Don't let anyone find it."

"Ah..." The little maid was completely shocked.

"Master, your body and bones can't bear it. You..."

"No need to say more, just do as I say." Su Changqing didn't explain that much.

Although Nu'er was the closest person to him in Zhennan Palace, she was still a little maid, and there were some things that Su Changqing didn't want her to know.

"yes!"

Nu'er's eyes were slightly red. Although he didn't want to, he still nodded.

She quietly looked at Su Changqing, really worried about him.

Afterwards, Nuer left the room, and Su Changqing started practicing again.

As he practiced, the blood in his body slowly gathered towards his chest.

On his chest, a bloody silhouette of the divine cauldron was slowly taking shape.

After practicing all afternoon, the divine cauldron has not been completely condensed. After all, he has a weak constitution and insufficient blood. Even as a former Immortal Emperor, no matter how good his understanding is, it will be difficult for him to quickly condense the divine cauldron.

"We need to get money quickly, otherwise we won't be able to buy medicinal materials, it will be difficult to take medicinal baths, and the cultivation speed will be too slow." Su Changqing said solemnly.

Soon, it was evening, and the slave brought the food.

Although Su Changqing was in a bad situation, the food was pretty good.

After all, as the uncle of Zhennan Prince's Mansion, he must have enough to eat no matter what.

Otherwise, everyone in Nanchang City will make fun of Zhennan Palace.

Soon, Su Changqing finished the meal, which surprised the slave who was standing by.

In the past, Su Changqing couldn't even finish half of it.

Why do you eat so much now?

Su Changqing's appetite is indeed large, and he needs a lot of energy to replenish his blood.

Since medicated baths are not possible for the time being, we can only rely on eating to supplement our health.

The slave put away the dishes and began to fetch water to wash up. Then he took off his coat, leaving only the inner lining, and got into Su Changqing's quilt.

"Slave, what are you doing?" Su Changqing frowned and was slightly startled.

"Master, will my slave warm your bed?"

"Warm the bed? Did I say that?" Su Changqing looked puzzled.

"Master, you don't need to tell me about this kind of work, I know it all!" The slave smiled shyly.

"No need!" Su Changqing said softly.

"Master, you..." The slave became more and more puzzled. The master seemed to be different.

"I recently want to practice to strengthen my physique, but it's inconvenient to have people around me." Seeing Nuer's confusion, Su Changqing explained.

"Practice? The young master finally remembered to practice?" Nu'er was pleasantly surprised.

"Well, you should go and have a rest." Su Changqing said.

"Oh!" Nu'er nodded, feeling a little depressed.

That night, Su Changqing didn't sleep, and practiced all night long. The divine cauldron on his chest stared more and more, exuding a bloody halo.

If Su Changqing were physically stronger, with his Immortal Emperor qualifications, he could cultivate several divine cauldrons in one day.

Unfortunately, there is nothing special about the mortal body, so it needs to be done step by step.

Although the divine cauldron has not been cultivated in his body, Su Changqing's blood energy has indeed become stronger after being transformed by the ancient divine cauldron formula.

Nu'er went to prepare meals for Su Changqing early in the morning.

In the back kitchen, the slave waited with his head lowered.

Su Changqing has no status in this Zhennan Prince's Mansion, and she, the little maid brought by her bride-in-law, has no status even more.

I was often bullied by the other servants and maids of Zhennan Palace.

There is not so much kindness in things in the world.

Even among small people, there are many injustices.

"Slave, come here!"

At this moment, a voice came into Nuer's ears.

She was waiting with her head down, and when she heard the sound, she couldn't help but look up.

I saw an older maid standing there holding her waist, her eyebrows raised and her eyes flashing fiercely.

Seeing this maid, Nu'er's little heart trembled slightly. This maid has been in the Lin Mansion for a long time and can be considered an old man.

In the past three years, he had been bullied a lot. Although Nuer didn't want to go there, he still went there.

"Sister Cui'er!" Nu'er bowed slightly and saluted.

Behind Cui'er, there were several maids, all looking at him with sneers on their faces.

Bullying slaves seems to be a morbid hobby for them.

It was as if they were angry at serving others and wanted to take this anger out on the slaves.

Bullying slaves makes them feel as if they are really superior to others.

"Let me ask you, is your good-for-nothing young master going to hook up again?" Cuier sneered.

"No, no!" Nu'er said hastily.

As the son-in-law of the Lin family, he would be punished by the elders of the Lin family if he indulged and flirted with her all day long.

Of course slave will not admit it.

Snapped!

Seeing that Nu'er refused to admit it, Cui'er slapped her in the face.

"You still don't admit it, do you?" Cui'er snorted coldly.

The slave covered his face, his eyes were slightly red, and tears were dripping down his cheeks.

On the left side of her face, a red slap mark was clearly visible.

"My young master didn't go to hook up the fence." The slave couldn't admit it.

"Hmph! Don't think that we don't know that yesterday your young master had a fight with the Chen family's young master in Goulan over a prostitute, and he was almost beaten to death like a dead dog, haha."
To be continued...