Ruping caught up with Qin Mucheng and whispered: "Sir, my lady has ordered the servants to come and serve."
Qin Mufeng smiled and nodded, and they walked to the Nuan Pavilion together.
Entering the Nuan Pavilion, Ruping laughed and said, "It's so easy for you to be generous when you take action."
"I'm just grateful for my uncle's kindness, and I wanted to support him, but the excitement gave me too much." Qin Mufeng responded with a smile, walked over to the big carved chair and sat down.
"My lord, are you very rich? Why don't you reward me with a few pills?" Ruping said with a smile.
Qin Mufeng took a dozen spirit beads in his right hand, held them out and said with a smile: "Take them."
Ruping was startled, hesitated for a moment, stretched out her white hands to take it, and said softly: "Thank you for your reward, my slave."
Qin Mufeng said helplessly: "You and I have been close since childhood, but you still call me Mufeng."
Ruping took out an embroidered cloth bag, put it in the spiritual beads, and said softly: "I have taken care of you for many years. Being close is one thing, but there should be no confusion between superiority and inferiority."
Qin Mufeng smiled, feeling warm inside.
Ruping held the embroidered bag in her hands and said softly: "Do you still remember what happened when you were ten years old?"
"Ten years old?" Qin Mufeng recalled thoughtfully, unable to remember what happened.
Ru Ping said softly: "The slave was changing clothes. The master was looking at me and suddenly said that he wanted to touch the slave.
If the slave refuses to give in, the master says that you are my mother's slave, and a slave cannot refuse the master.
The slave obeyed. The master gently touched the slave and suddenly ran away. The slave was very funny at that time."
"Ruping, I was young at that time." Qin Mufeng whispered awkwardly and recalled.
Ru Ping said softly: "My lord was young at that time, with an ignorant curiosity, but since that time, my lord has become closer to my slave.
I know that you are grateful, but I keep it in my heart because of your embarrassment."
Qin Mufeng nodded and whispered: "At that time, I was afraid that my mother and Yafu would find out, and I was very scared for several days. Although you are a slave, you are Yafu's woman. I should not blaspheme."
Ru Ping said softly: "To be precise, this slave is Madam's private property. The reason why I talk about the past is because Madam made the decision to give this slave to you."
Qin Mufeng was surprised and said: "How is that possible? You, you belong to Yafu..."
"The slaves are the dowry of the madam. The madam has the right to deal with the slaves as she pleases." Ruping interrupted and retorted.
Qin Mufeng frowned and was at a loss.
Ru Ping said softly: "I am getting older, and I just want to be close to you. Your Majesty dislikes my old age and old age, which makes me unsightly. You can give it to someone else."
Qin Mufeng remained silent. He became a monk in the Spirit Transformation Realm and experienced unexpected changes.
"I'm going to make tea." Ruping whispered softly, turned and left.
After a while, Ruping returned with tea, held it up to Qin Mufeng, and said softly: "Sir, drink tea."
Qin Mufeng took the tea bowl and took a sip.
Ruping whispered excitedly: "I don't mind thanking you."
Qin Mufeng placed the tea bowl, stood up, took a step forward, and hugged Ruping.
Like a small bird, it clings to someone and whispers: "Sir, I long for a long-term support. I feel happy if I am close to you and accompany you."
Qin Mufeng Qingmian, it is his wish to make those close to him happy.
Ruping has taken care of him for many years. He has a respected status and should repay those close to him.
"From now on, if you stay with your mother, don't forget to go to the house and take care of things." Qin Mufeng said gently.
"Don't worry, slave." Ruping responded gently.
Qin Mufeng let go, took out a storage talisman, and whispered: "This is the five hundred spirit beads. You give it to your mother as my filial piety to my father."
Ruping was surprised and said: "Sir, it is not appropriate to give out such a large amount. You should keep it for your savings."
Qin Mufeng smiled and said: "I am in the spirit transformation realm, and I have abundant offerings. These spirit beads are my one-time act of filial piety, not a constant contribution."
Ruping nodded, reached out and took the storage charm and put it away.
Qin Mufeng smiled again and said, "Don't be frightened. I'll take a look at your physical attributes."
Ruping was stunned, and suddenly felt a gloomy feeling coming to her body.
She was startled but not panicked. She looked at Qin Mufeng in confusion, not understanding what to do with her attributes.
Even if she has spiritual essence at her age, she is still unable to practice.
"Okay." Qin Mufeng whispered.
Ruping smiled gently, without any curiosity or inquiry. Her heart was filled with contented joy.
Qin Mufeng smiled, and Ruping's body possessed a light spiritual quality of water, wood, and earth.
Ruping's age is not suitable for cultivation.
But it depends on the human effort. Maybe you can get the precious medicine, create high-level warriors, and increase your life span.
Qin Mufeng inspected his mother's physical body and found that there was no innate spiritual essence.
...
Uncle, invite relatives and friends to a banquet.
Qin Mufeng was young, but he became the most respected figure, so he had to smile and socialize.
At night, rest in the warm pavilion, Ruping serves Qin Mufeng and undresses.
The lotus body hugging a beautiful woman full of happiness also feels the same happiness.
"When I get the Aquarius Wonderland, I have a nightmare about the man in blue robe, and I will lift my sister's shackles, and my sister will come home." Qin Mufeng in the tree cave looked forward to the prospect of happiness.
...
In the tree hole, Qin Mufeng, who was sleeping, had a different dream.
Not only did he turn into a giant clam, he also felt like he had turned into the white fox Yanzun, a white fox covered in snow light.
"I want to go home." The white fox covered in snow light called out with obsession.
"Home?" Qin Mufeng was confused, sensing the snowy world, the familiar mother fox, fox son and fox daughter.
In the illusory world of Taixu, green butterflies and water-light butterflies fly freely.
Suddenly, a certain illusory butterfly changed, emerging into a misty snowy light, exuding a frozen will.
Wherever the ice reaches, it forms a huge circular illusory mirror, with a small piece of ice-white fragment visible through it.
On the huge mirror, a white robe of snow light was lifted up, standing tall against the sky, like a god covered in snow light.
Snow-light butterflies flew out of the white robe's shadow and danced around the shadow standing tall in the sky.
...
In the distant ice and snow, somewhere in the underground palace under the snow valley, a huge white fox is frozen in ice.
Around the huge white fox, a vast void appeared, with countless dim stars looming.
The phantom of the giant tree appeared, its branches and leaves stretched up to the sky, and an illusory white fox covered in snow light walked out of the giant tree and merged into the giant white fox.
...
Qin Mufeng woke up, feeling exhausted and weak physically and mentally, and was shocked.
"Another self? What did you do again?" Qin Mufeng unexpectedly thought and sensed.
He had a perception, and his thoughts were focused on the illusory world of Taixu.
The incarnation of Shenmu opened his eyes and looked at the huge circular illusory mirror and an illusory butterfly suspended in the center of the mirror.
"This is the companion spirit treasure of White Fox Yanzun. Could it be that it has been integrated into the world of Taixu Illusion?"
Qin Mufeng sensed Bai Hu Yanzun and realized that he was out of control and unable to move.
No! The feeling of the white fox is that it is weak and stiff and unable to move. It is instinctively swallowing the ice breath and practicing weakly.
"My white fox descendant went to a distant home? It was attached to a frozen white fox body?" Qin Mufeng thought hard, feeling that he had a lot more fox memories, but he couldn't remember clearly.
"What's going on? Is Demon Dan's body still there? My White Fox Yanzun's soul has returned to its shell?" Qin Mufeng thought worriedly.
...
In Mi Feng Mansion, Xi Yue, the nominal steward, leads a beauty in a blue dress.
The beauty is twenty years old, with an oval face, curved eyebrows and a small mouth, and has a dignified and elegant temperament.
The beauty in blue dress is named Lan Yueying, an inner disciple of Yuheng Mansion and a high-level warrior.
The master of Yuheng Palace was once a disciple of Qingsang’s sect, and they have the same bloodline.
Lan Yueying and Lin'er know each other well and are considered close friends.
Xiyue led Lan Yueying to a side pavilion, and when she entered, she saw the altar on the altar table, and there were freshly picked wild flowers on the table.
"The master of the palace has ordered that flowers be collected and offered as offerings every day for a hundred days, and offerings made during festivals." Xiyue whispered.
Lan Yueying looked at the coffin and whispered: "Let's go."
Outside the mansion, I found Du Chun, the foreign manager.
Xiyue introduced: "General Manager, this is the fiancée of Lord Mi Feng."
Du Chun, the foreign manager, was unexpectedly surprised. Regardless of whether it was true or not, he respectfully paid homage: "I humbly pay homage to the mistress."
"My name is Lan Yueying. I come from the Lan family, a high-ranking family in Black Dragon City. I am an inner disciple of the master of Yuheng Palace. I can't come to Mi Feng Palace for the time being. You just need to know." Lan Yueying said gently.
...
Lan Yueying and Xiyue walked out of the gate of Miaofa Peak and returned to Yuheng Mansion in Piaomiao Peak.
Yuheng Mansion is similar to Mi Feng Mansion, but its territory is three to four times larger than Mi Feng Mansion.
Qin Mufeng belongs to the sect elder and cannot have inner disciples.
Palace Master Yuheng is a true disciple and has inner disciples.
Lan Yueying returned to her private pavilion, and Xi Yue's beauty showed her relief.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay." Lan Yueying turned her head and whispered.
Xiyue nodded, and a beautiful maid in white clothes walked out of the room, saying coquettishly: "The master of the pavilion is back."
Lan Yueying nodded, and the maid came closer and whispered: "Master Meng is here."
"Junior sister is back." A young man came out and greeted with a smile.
"Senior Brother Meng." Lan Yueying responded with a smile.
The visitor's name is Meng Haotian, he has sword-shaped eyebrows and tiger-like eyes, a dignified appearance, a heroic spirit, and is at the peak of the Jilishi realm.
Lan Yueying comes from an upper-class family and has a beautiful and elegant appearance.
After coming to the sect, he received the attention and pursuit of many male cultivators.
Meng Haotian is one of the suitors, and his relationship with Lan Yueying has a tacit understanding of affection.
The so-called tacit understanding is preliminary recognition.
Within the sect, high-level warriors with great potential rarely get married.
For example, Lan Yueying and Meng Haotian are both seeds that can be promoted to the spirit transformation realm.
There is a chance of falling after being promoted to the Spirit Transformation Realm, so well-matched inner disciples should be cautious about marriage.
"Junior sister, I have something to do and I have to leave the sect for a year." Meng Haotian bluntly stated his purpose.
"Senior brother, take care out there." Lan Yueying responded with a smile.
"Okay, I'm leaving." Meng Haotian said crisply, turned around and left.
Lan Yueying walked forward, followed by Xiyue and the maidservant into the residence pavilion.
"Xiyue, go and have a rest." Lan Yueying whispered, Xiyue nodded and walked away.
The little maid dressed in white served Lan Yueying to change her clothes and said coquettishly: "Why is the Pavilion Master so cold to Master Meng?"
"Do you think I should be enthusiastic?" Lan Yueying whispered.
"In the past, the pavilion master always sent it out in person." The maid in white whispered.
"I'm not optimistic about it." Lan Yueying responded.
"Mr. Meng, compared to others, it's very good." The little maid in white whispered.
"You little slut, have you fallen in love?" Lan Yueying scolded softly.
"My heart is full of love, but I have to follow the wishes of the Pavilion Master." The little maid in white smiled and said and acted casually.
Lan Yueying remained silent, just adjusting with appropriate words. The little maid in white had served her for many years and was most sensitive to her master's anomalies.
So far, the little maid in white has found nothing wrong.