I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

"Have you heard? Yesterday, the Nineteenth Prince competed with others in the Winter Garden of the Garden of Life and Death. He was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back. Several defensive weapons were broken, including the eighth-level fire talisman. As a result, Still ended up with a serious injury and a miserable defeat.”

"No way? The opponent is so strong and the Nineteenth Prince is not a fool. Can he agree to the competition?"

"Absolutely, this is what Young Master Ding of Duke Yan said personally. Is this still false?"

"That must be true. Young Master Ding's biological mother is His Majesty's younger sister. He has always had a good relationship with the princes and princesses in the royal family, so he will definitely not spread rumors."

"..."

"Have you heard that the Nineteenth Prince competed with others in the Winter Garden of Life and Death yesterday and was almost beaten to death? If His Royal Highness had not been there at the time, he would not have been able to save his life."

"No way, the competition in Dongyuan can still kill people? Who dares to take the prince's life?"

"This is what the Young Master of Duke Yan said himself. How can it be false? The person who fought with the Nineteenth Prince was the fellow disciple of the Twenty-Third Prince who just came back. Although the Dongyuan competition only determines the winner, It won’t hurt anyone, but if the opponent is really strong, it’s not impossible to accidentally kill someone.”

"It's really hard to understand the thoughts of the Nineteenth Prince. Hasn't he personally competed before? Why did he suddenly end this time and find such a powerful opponent?"

"...Perhaps the Nineteenth Prince likes this kind of competition?"

"..."

"Have you heard that the Nineteenth Prince was crippled by the Twenty-Third Prince's senior brother? I heard that even the light spiritual stones and elixirs could not cure him."

"..."

"Have you heard that the life of the Nineteenth Prince is hanging by a thread and he may die?"

"..."

"Have you heard that the Nineteenth Prince was beaten to death?"

……

"Junior sister, there is bad news and another bad news. Which bad news do you want to hear first?"

Ning Ruan was sitting in the yard having breakfast leisurely.

Hear the words.

Putting down the porridge bowl, he looked doubtfully at Yan Liang, whose face looked extremely dull: "..."

There was a pause.

She seemed to have thought of something, and her face also darkened, "Is there something wrong with the whirling fruit in Kyoto?"

"Is the tree broken?"

"Or was the Whispering Fruit stolen?"

"Isn't it possible that your palace won't be able to get it out?"

A series of questions made Yan Liang fall into silence.

After a moment, he opened his mouth and said, "There is no problem with Whispering Guo, but my father and mother want us to enter the palace."

"Is this the bad news you said? What about the other one?" Ning Ruan breathed a sigh of relief and drank the last mouthful of porridge.

Then he took out a whirling fruit and gnawed it with great enjoyment.

Yan Liang: "...The other thing...is this matter. We may not be able to refuse. There is an Eleven Realm waiting outside. Of course, if you really don't want to go, then you won't go."

It is inconvenient to refuse, but it does not mean that you cannot refuse.

Anyway, he refused more than one or two things that he couldn't refuse.

"I'm going, I didn't expect such a good thing, but you have to wait for me for a while." Ning Ruan suddenly put down the whirling fruit and said seriously.

Yan Liang: "???"

Before he could ask.

Then I saw the spiritual energy of the Western Zhou Dynasty suddenly gathering in the sky above the small courtyard.

Pour it all towards Ning Ruan's head.

After a stick of incense.

Ning Ruan slowly opened her eyes.

"Finally reached the peak of the Western Territory."

Yan Liang: "..." Very good, work hard secretly, right?

……

Liang Xiuxiu didn't want to go.

But I don’t want to stay alone in the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

After much thought, he went anyway.

As soon as the three of them left the small courtyard, they met the Prime Minister and an old man with white hair who were coming towards them.

Saw three people.

The Prime Minister, who was supposed to speak, suddenly fell on Ning Ruan, his eyes darkened slightly, "The peak of the Western Realm... did you just break through?"

Ning Ruan nodded: "Yes, a breakthrough."

"Okay, okay, after I come back from the palace, I will take a good retreat to stabilize my cultivation. I think it's not far away to break through to the fifth realm."

The Prime Minister didn't have much expression on his face, but just because he could say "good" three times in a row, you could tell that he was happy about this matter.

My daughter has made a breakthrough, and it should be a very reasonable thing for her to be happy as a father.

But Ning Ruan still felt something was wrong.

I thought about it.

She tilted her head slightly, "I need the whirling fruit. If I eat it, I should be able to break through the five realms quickly."

"You little kid, I dare to say that if you eat too much of whirling fruit, even if you can break through to the fifth realm, you will still be the weakest of the five realms." Before the prime minister could speak, the white-haired old man beside him snorted coldly. Make a sound.

The Prime Minister narrowed his eyes slightly and suppressed the deep dark color in his eyes, "What Fellow Taoist Yuan Zhen said is that although the Whirling Fruit has the effect of improving cultivation, if the talent is not so poor, why use it to practice? But if you are taking it, It’s okay to dissipate the aura inside and just taste the taste.”

The white-haired old man frowned slightly, but still didn't say anything more.

After all, the taste of whirling fruit is recognized as good.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to become an offering exclusively for the royal family.

But he wouldn't touch this kind of thing anyway.

"That's all, it's almost time. His Majesty should still be waiting in the palace at this moment. Your Majesty, the Twenty-Third Highness, are we going back to the palace now?"

The words fell.

The three of them were not given any time to talk at all.

With a wave of his long sleeve, the old man swept the three of them into the air and flew away with him.

The Prime Minister still stood where he was, looking at the three people's increasingly faded figures with a knowing look on his face:

"The whirling fruit...is actually a good thing."

……

The speed of the eleventh realm expert is indeed very fast.

Soon.

Ning Ruan stood in the palace.

"Senior, I just saw a chariot sent from the palace outside the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Oh? Really? So what's the matter? Can a chariot be faster than me?" The old man turned around and stared at Ning Ruan without changing his expression.

"...The chariot is not fast, but at least it can give people dignity..."

Ning Ruan smoothed her messed up hair and smiled.

Old man: "..." She is really a little girl who wants and deserves a beating.