Feng Xingying didn't fully believe what her second uncle Feng Tianhao said.
Because Feng Xingying didn't treat him as his second uncle, she also knew that he wouldn't treat her as a relative.
The high-sounding clan and bloodline are nothing more than a means to gain benefits and win reputation.
Do you expect Feng Tianhao to confide in her? Feng Xingying might as well hope that Cold King Qin Molin and Young Master Mei Yu would fall in love.
I don't blame Feng Xingying for misunderstanding. In fact, the picture of Qin Molin and Mei Yu getting along is too beautiful and harmonious.
After leaving Prince Leng's Mansion, Qin Molin forcibly entered Xinghuang Garden of the Royal Academy on the grounds of "preventing Mei Yu from bullying you".
Now it's better, there are dragons and crouching tigers in the little Star Phoenix Garden. Everyone in the college, from the dean to all the instructors, suddenly became quiet, for fear of disturbing the two evil gods too loudly.
As for the fact that Master Meiyu wants to accept two students, it has naturally been spread to the seven countries and major families through various communication methods.
Countless young talents are beginning to pack their bags and rush to Dali Kingdom to add to Master Meiyu's "apprenticeship".
Young Master Mei Yu and Qin Molin, one is dressed in white like snow and has an ethereal smile like an immortal, and the other is dressed in black like ink and has an expressionless but beautiful face like an evildoer.
They were sitting opposite each other playing chess, and the picture was more beautiful than the most beautiful ancient paintings.
Yunxiang couldn't help but take out her pen and ink and began to draw pictures for the two of them.
It's a pity that she can't paint for long.
Because these two people didn't know how to write the word "pleasant" at all, they just said:
"Let's go make some snacks."
"I want sweet-scented osmanthus and lotus seed soup to beautify and moisturize the lungs."
"Trouble, you'd better bring me honey-glazed wings."
"Oh, yes, let's have some of your specialty pine nut cakes."
"I'm not like you, being pretentious and roasting a beggar's chicken for me."
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They opened their mouths, and poor Yunxiang had to go to work in the kitchen.
Her maid was being manipulated, and Feng Xingying knew it, but she didn't care at all when she entered the Xihuang Sword Space!
Because she knew the identities of these two people, she would not let Yun Xiang go for nothing.
After Yunxiang prepared delicious food for them several times without any complaints.
The two of them could be considered conscientious. Knowing that they had delayed Yunxiang's cultivation, Master Mei Yu took the initiative to speak:
"I ate your food and received your kindness. I don't like to owe others, so I will be your mentor from now on."
After hearing this, Yunxiang was ecstatic and knelt down quickly.
Well, is this the correct way? He likes this girl. He is obedient, knows how to respect his teachers, and most importantly, he is good at cooking!
She was nothing like that Feng Xingying, she was too arrogant and refused to follow the routine despite giving her so many hints. It was really tiring.
Young Master Mei Yu felt happy while thinking about what to eat tomorrow.
Qin Molin didn't like to accept students, so he casually handed Yun Xiang two books on exercises and techniques, both of which were of the wood type that was most suitable for her to practice.
Feng Xingying had already taken advantage of the two people to confront each other and play chess, secretly changed into men's clothes, slipped out of the Royal Academy, and rode a watermelon straight into the Warcraft Forest.
When she obtained the Star Stone, her spiritual power had reached the peak of a spiritual master and was constantly expanding.
She is now in a rather strange state. She is obviously only a peak spiritual master and can only exert the strength of a spiritual master, but the spiritual power in her body has already caught up with a third-level great spiritual master.
She benefited a lot that time and almost burst her body.
If it weren't for part of the spiritual power being transferred into the Xihuang Sword for storage, Feng Xingying would have been stretched to pieces.