My Qin Huairu in Siheyuan is not the White Lotus of the Golden Age

"This pill is a ten-fold tonic pill."

Concubine Qin said: "Although you are not young anymore, it is a bit late to start practicing now, but with this Ten-fold Great Tonic Pill, there should be no problem."

Then he threw a book to Wang Zichen, on which were written the five words "Tian Gang Tong Zi Gong".

"Master, this——"

"I'll give you one month. If you can cultivate your inner strength, I'll grant you a lifetime of glory."

"But if not, you should be able to imagine the consequences without me telling you."

Wang Zicheng said firmly: "Master, rest assured, I will not let you down."

"During this month, you are not allowed to leave the side hall. Someone will deliver food to you on time every day. You just need to practice with peace of mind."

As she spoke, Concubine Qin, supported by two palace maids, Jixiang and Ruyi, left Fengxia Palace and went to an unknown place.

"Tian Gang Tong Zi Gong".

Wang Zicheng looked at the secret book in his hand, flipped through a few pages casually, then smiled and shook his head.

This thing is exactly the same as the "Tiangang Tongzi Kung Fu" he practiced.

He couldn't help but wonder, is the "Tian Gang Tong Zi Gong" the same in all universes?

What about the Sunflower Manual?

Forget it, no more!

Just take the books and leave.

He obediently went back to the side hall and meditated and practiced.

However, he could not enter into a state of meditation after sitting for a long time, because the Tiangang Boy's Kung Fu was of no use to him at all.

Secondly, when he thought about the empty lower body, he had no intention of practicing.

I sat there for the whole morning and was extremely bored. It was even more uncomfortable than the seclusion in my previous life. I felt uncomfortable all over.

Soon, it was noon, and the auspicious little palace maid pushed the door open, carrying food and walked in with a smile: "Xiao Chengzi, how is your training going?"

"That's it!"

Wang Zicheng said in a sloppy manner: "Master is really a jerk. He didn't even find me a master and left me to figure it out on my own. I really don't know where to start!"

"Shhhhhh!"

The auspicious little maid quickly blocked Wang Zicheng's mouth and said softly: "Little Chengzi, you can't say bad things about the master. If the master hears it, be careful that she will chop you into pieces and use you to water the flowers!"

Seeing the nervous look on the little palace maid Jixiang's face, Wang Zicheng laughed for no reason.

"Little Orange, what are you laughing at? I'm not kidding you!"

Wang Zicheng said, "Sister Jixiang, you smell so good."

"No joking!"

The auspicious little palace maid said with a smile that she always felt relaxed and happy in front of Wang Zicheng, as if he had a special temperament that always attracted her.

"Sister Jixiang, I'm not kidding you. You smell really good. It's light and nice."

Jixiang smiled and said, "Okay, stop being so joking and eat!"

Having said that, he pulled Wang Zicheng to sit on the table, then picked up the book "Tian Gang Tong Zi Gong" and opened it to take a look.

"Xiao Chengzi, although I am a girl and cannot practice such a domineering and powerful technique, but practice always leads to the same goal. If you don't understand something, I will teach you."

……

Wang Zicheng ate his meal while listening to the voice of the auspicious little palace maid. This kind of life seemed not bad.

About half a cigarette's time later, the auspicious maid stood up to clean up the dishes and said, "Xiao Chengzi, it's time. I have to leave."

"I'll bring you food in the evening!"

"Sister Jixiang, goodbye!"

Little maid Jixiang was able to become Concubine Qin's personal maid, so her figure and appearance were naturally impeccable, with a soft and delicate body and a well-proportioned figure. I wonder who will get the favor of that bastard in the future.

[Wang Zicheng two months later: Damn, which bastard is saying bad things about me!]

After the auspicious little palace maid left, Wang Zicheng sat alone in the room again. He just hoped that time would pass quickly and tomorrow would come soon.

He wants to open a blind box.

He wants his cock!

"Ding! Congratulations to the master, you have successfully opened the daily gift package and received a bottle of Concubine Qin's royal perfume!"

"Ding! Congratulations, Master, you have successfully opened the daily gift package and received a copy of Concubine Qin's imperial rouge."

"Ding! Congratulations to the master, you have successfully opened the daily gift package and received a portion of Concubine Qin's royal soapberry!"

……

"Ding! Congratulations to the master, you have successfully opened the daily gift package and received a bathtub used by Concubine Qin!"

"My darn thing!"

In the side hall, Wang Zicheng looked at the big bathtub in the system space with a dark face, and he wished he could smash it to pieces right now.

This is so fucking infuriating!

It’s been almost a month, and every time he opens a blind box he gets an item used by Concubine Qin. Wang Zicheng is about to become a collector.

He almost gritted his teeth and said: "System, I feel like you are playing with me!"

The system said: "Master, this is an accident, this is all an accident..."

At the beginning, Wang Zicheng thought it was a bit fun when Xiao Jier was not around. After all, not everyone has the opportunity to experience the feeling of being a eunuch.

However, after a few days of novelty, he didn't want to try it anymore.

It is so painful to not have a penis, especially when he needs to pee. He really wants to die. This action is so damn embarrassing!

"Give me back my little chicken..."

Wang Zicheng shouted in anger.

"Ding!"

"Feeling the master's strong need for the little chicken, the system background has been adjusted. Master, your little chicken will appear in the daily gift package within three days."

Wang Zicheng was stunned.

The confused man was suddenly in great surprise: "System Dad, I knew you were the best to me!"

With the guarantee of the system, Wang Zicheng felt much better.

At this time, the door of the side hall was pushed open by the little palace maid Jixiang. When she saw Wang Zicheng's happy look, she didn't feel happy at all.

"Xiao Chengzi, it's already this late, why are you still in the mood to laugh?"

27 days have passed. In three days, it will be the one-month deadline agreed with Concubine Qin. If Wang Zicheng still cannot cultivate his internal strength by then, he will be finished.

Wang Zicheng smiled heartlessly: "Sister Jixiang, there are still three days left, don't worry."

"Sister Jixiang, what are we eating today?"

The auspicious little palace maid lightly scolded: "Eat, eat, eat, all you know is to eat!"

Having said that, Jixiang still put down the plate and pretended to scold: "Don't you want to eat fish? My imperial kitchen will prepare one for you!"

"Thank you, Sister Jixiang!"

Seeing the heartless appearance of Prince Cheng, the little palace maid Jixiang couldn't get angry even though she wanted to, and felt helpless.