The peony spirit was utterly shocked within. What on earth was happening?
The old man in front of her, despite being somewhat shameless, was indeed the Emperor of Da Qin.
Yet now, she had actually managed to absorb some of the Emperor of Da Qin’s essence.
Most importantly, this essence faintly contained a hint of purple aura, which was immensely significant to her.
Even the array inscribed within the vase that trapped her was loosening slightly due to her absorption of this trace of purple aura.
She was confident that if given a few more opportunities , she could break free from the array and gain freedom.
With that in mind, the peony spirit’s courage grew a bit.
Looking at Feng Qingyang, her gaze was no longer filled with fear and disgust but suddenly brimmed with admiration and shyness.
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Feng Qingyang couldn’t resist either; he immediately looked at the peony spirit with a gentle gaze.
Seeing such worship and fondness in the peony spirit’s attitude towards him, Feng Qingyang became even happier.
Indeed, he still had the aura of a king.
Look, the peony spirit only had to be asked once to fall in love with him.
For a moment, Feng Qingyang couldn’t help but walk over to the peony spirit with a sense of satisfaction.
And then, she took the opportunity to absorb even more of his essence.
Yet he remained unaware, feeling instead that his body was getting stronger.
He didn’t know that the peony spirit wished she could completely drain him to escape from the vase.
As for Feng Qingyang’s life or death?
She was just a weak, helpless, and pitiable little woman.
Crown Prince Mansion.
The matter of the peony spirit soon reached Feng Qiwu’s ears.
Upon hearing it, Feng Qiwu couldn’t help but frown slightly.
"Who tampered with the restriction on the peony spirit’s vase?" Ordinarily, the peony spirit shouldn’t be able to absorb essence at this time.
"It should be that the restriction itself is faulty and gradually loosening," Ling Han replied in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Feng Qiwu only pondered for a moment and then nodded, "I understand, keep Feng Qingyang’s vitality stable; he can’t die so easily."
At least, he couldn’t die now.
Because he and Susu had just gotten married, if Feng Qingyang died at this time, he would have to ascend the throne immediately. Then there would be a pile of things to deal with, affecting his intimate time with Susu.
He couldn’t bear to ruin the long-awaited good times because of those trivial matters.
But the daring of Zhou Nation in sending the peony spirit was also considerable.
Did they think sending a female monster would throw Da Qin into chaos?
After Ling Han withdrew, Feng Qiwu did not continue to pester Bai Susu but sat cross-legged to meditate and absorb Star Power.
Before the unknown events transpire, seizing every opportunity to strengthen oneself is necessary to have the greatest authority when things unfold.
Bai Susu saw this and did not disturb him, continuing to read her book instead.
Compared to cultivation, she was more interested in alchemy studies.
Of course, this didn’t mean she stopped cultivating, but priorities were important. Her most crucial task now... was to thoroughly research each elixir recipe and then mass-produce elixirs like penicillin!