Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

The small restaurant has now become an ownerless place, and a thin layer of dust has accumulated on it over the past few days.

Yin Qingxuan helped Luo Shuiqing to the room on the second floor, took out a rag from the space, and cleaned it simply.

"You take a rest first, I'll get you something to eat."

Seeing Yin Qingxuan busy all the time, Luo Shuiqing couldn't help but grab her wrist.

"Aren't you afraid that I will lie to you? You know that I am from the royal family of Feiyao Country, why do you still trust me so much?"

Looking at the pair of eyes filled with some confusion, Yin Qingxuan pursed her lips and smiled.

"You're not a bad person, why should I be afraid of you? Besides, you can't beat me at all right now!"

After hearing the last sentence, Luo Shuiqing's eyes dimmed a little.

"Yes, I have used up most of my internal energy. I am definitely no match for you."

She raised her eyes to look at Yin Qingxuan and asked in confusion: "Why didn't your internal energy be sucked away?"

The internal energy that was sucked away from Yin Qingxuan was all from her plundered luck, so there was indeed not much loss, but she couldn't tell Luo Shuiqing this.

"Maybe it's because my internal strength is not very high, so the impact is not that great."

She was thinking about whether to give Luo Shuiqing some spiritual spring water to speed up her recovery, but then she changed her mind and thought that after all, people's hearts are hidden, and it is not 100% accurate to distinguish good from evil based on malice. Qing Hui is a living example.

Forget it.

She came to the door and Ye Jingyu had also arrived.

Yin Qingxuan took Xiao Nanfeng out of the space and handed him to Ye Jingyu. On the one hand, she wanted them both to have company, and on the other hand, she also wanted her son to hear the so-called Feiyao secret technique.

He took out a hot pot from the space and took out all the ingredients for hot pot so that the father and son could enjoy a feast.

She and Luo Shuiqing were also indispensable. After a while, the charcoal started burning. Yin Qingxuan prepared some ingredients for Luo Shuiqing and said with a smile, "Eating will give you strength. If you really want to tell me the secret techniques of Feiyao Country, you might as well tell me while eating."

The door of the room was open and could be heard outside.

Luo Shuiqing took a bite and his eyes brightened up. It tasted very delicious.

"Is this also food from the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

"Yes, but is it to your liking?"

Luo Shuiqing nodded and slowed down his voice.

"The earliest Feiyao country was a country of witchcraft. Its people were good at various kinds of magic, and there were many types. Some relied on internal strength, some used the eight trigrams as a formation, and some could even capture other people's souls and absorb their power for their own use."

She paused for a moment and continued, "Qinghui was originally my brother's companion student. After my brother died, Qinghui followed me to retreat to Lianyun Mountain. Because he was kind-hearted, I let him enter the Holy Land to plan for the future."

Yin Qingxuan paused for a moment.

"I never thought that the Holy Land existed so long ago. What kind of place is it?"

Luo Shuiqing thought for a moment and said, "In my time, the Holy Land was a place of justice. People would often come down from the mountain to save the world, and they would also come out of the mountain to punish evil according to the manifestation of the Heavenly Stone. It was considered a fair place in the world."

Yin Qingxuan asked again: "Could it be that Elder Tianqing has also lived for thousands of years?"

"Probably not, but he must be a kind person. If he goes to find Ye Jinglan, he should be safe!"

Luo Shuiqing suddenly lost his appetite, put down his chopsticks and said, "Let's not waste any more time. I will tell you what I know about the method of breaking the formation. How much you can remember depends on your luck!"