Standing in front of the flowers, she gathered a spiritual energy in her hands. She pointed her finger and all the dew in the flowers in front of her was sucked up, condensed into a thin stream of water, and fell into the bottle along her finger.
In the dark, the secret guards who saw this scene were a little surprised. Collecting dew with condensation is not something that ordinary people can do. You know, this is just flower dew. If the spiritual power is not well controlled, it will not only destroy the flowers, but also make the flower dew evaporate into water mist in the spiritual power.
In the past, the dew that the king used to drink to make tea was collected drop by drop by the maids in the palace every morning. No one had ever tried to use spiritual energy to collect flower dew with the eyes and eyebrows, and succeeded at the first try.
When Feng Jiu used her spiritual power to collect the flower dew, an idea suddenly occurred to her mind. If this flower dew was added with some spiritual medicine to refine the fragrance pills, would it be great? In addition to being fragrant, the flower dew was also rootless water. If it was used to refine pills and make medicines...
Thinking of this, she had the urge to try alchemy again. However, she also knew that it was not a good idea for her to make the alchemy here, so she could only suppress this idea for the time being. After all, if she succeeded in making the alchemy, it would be good, but if she failed, she didn't know what kind of trouble and noise would happen.
She walked forward and looked at the dew in the bottle. It was less than half full. So, she changed places and collected the dew again. It took her less than half an hour to collect all the dew in the imperial garden. She kept a small bottle for herself, and then took the rest to the palace and found the palace maid from yesterday.
"This is flower dew, take it and use it to make tea for the king." Fengjiu handed the collected flower dew to the palace servant and turned to leave, intending to go back to catch up on her sleep.
"This, flower dew? So much?" The palace servant looked at the several full medium-sized bottles with a look of astonishment.
Is this really what she collected? Could it be diluted? Thinking of this, his expression became strange. Maybe it was really diluted. Otherwise, how could she collect so much by herself and only talked for one morning
Fengjiu glanced at him and knew what he was thinking, so she said, "Don't worry, it's floral dew without any water." As soon as she finished speaking, she waved her hand and walked out.
On the other side, the king's sharp eyes flickered slightly after hearing the secret guard's report: "Oh? You actually have such a skill?"
"Yes, and very skilled."
The secret guard responded in a low voice. In fact, he was ordered to keep an eye on the woman. He had seen her extraordinaryness since the last time in the forest. Moreover, her skills were better than those of the three princesses of Chishui. Even the prince of Chishui was not her opponent. A woman like this should be worthy of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. But he didn't know what kind of family the woman came from. If she was not a member of the royal family of the eight empires, perhaps she was from some aristocratic family.
The king listened and seemed to be thinking about something, and did not speak for a long time.
Feng Jiu yawned as she returned to the courtyard. She felt even more sleepy and even had a hard time opening her eyes, especially since she had only spent about half an hour collecting the flower dew. In addition, the sky was not yet fully light and the dim sky made her feel as if it was still late at night.
After entering the room, I took off my coat and fell directly onto the bed, pulled up the quilt and continued to sleep...