Chapter 888 This Pastry Is Hers

Ning Xuemo thought that Emperor Zun would directly carry her back to his bedroom, but it turned out that he sent her to his side hall.

This was a bit unexpected to her, but she was also relieved.

She has a special status now, if she really sleeps with him all the time, she will be very uncomfortable.

She sensed her body first. After all, she was too tired, and her body was still a little sore. Fortunately, she didn't have the soreness after resting from exhaustion. It seemed that the hot spring bath was still very beneficial.

Sensing the mind power on her body again, she was pleasantly surprised to find that the fire root was much thicker than before. It was only as big as a little finger before, but now it is as thick and long as a middle finger. It is estimated that she will be able to upgrade it after a few more days of practice.

And the wood spirit roots are even more luxuriant, green like emeralds, more than two feet long when viewed from the inside, very pleasing to look at.

According to this momentum, if she practiced for another ten days or eight days, she would probably be able to rise to the third level of the earth rank.

She finally got rid of her status as a waste material, and finally got rid of her status as a concubine!

Hahaha, from now on, she will break out of her own world.

Ning Xuemo liked it in her heart, and couldn't help but danced a few steps on the bed, and then she spun and landed on the ground.

Looking at the dress on her body, she was so sleepy this morning, she almost put the dress on with her eyes closed, without looking at the style, but now she can see that the style of this dress is extremely simple, but it fits well. Soft and comfortable on the body, it is obviously an ancient version of pajamas.

She washed up, opened a closet in the room, and found that there was a neat pile of new dresses in various colors: fiery red, light blue, light pink... Ning Xuemo was dizzy.

Is this what God prepared for her?

With a warm feeling in Xuemo's heart, she chose a suit, dressed neatly, and then ran out of the side hall.

She was hungry, she wanted to find something to eat, and said hello to the Great God, after all, he is now her master, she should have the proper etiquette.

As soon as she went out, she paused.

In the twilight, Shen Jiuli was sitting at a small table under a grape arbor in her yard.

There was tea and pastries on the table, and he was sitting there drinking tea. He was not wearing a mask, and the wind lifted his long hair and the corner of his robe, fluttering away.

Seeing Ning Xuemo coming out, he looked him up and down: "You look good." Then he motioned for the seat opposite with his chin: "Sit."

Ning Xuemo sat down opposite him, remembered his injury, looked at his face, he looked good, with red lips and white teeth. It seems that he has indeed fully recovered in the past few days of retreat.

Ning Xuemo was finally relieved, she looked at the pastries on the table, they were crystal clear and fragrant. It was even steaming.

She doesn't need to taste it, just smelling the smell, she knows that these pastries are her dishes, which are in line with her own taste...

She looked at Shen Jiuli opposite, he was drinking tea, he didn't intend to eat pastry, it was obviously prepared for her.

Her heart warmed again: "This cake is good!" As she spoke, she felt even hungrier, and she raised her hand to take a piece, but Shen Jiuli did not know where to find a piece of white jade, and put it on her wrist, Her hand could no longer fall down.

Ning Xuemo raised her eyes and looked at him puzzled, not letting her eat?

Shen Jiuli said lightly: "This is a lottery, you can't eat it now."

"What prize?" Ning Xuemo was surprised.