Chapter 65: Her Transformation I

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Tang Zi bit her lip softly. She stared at Feng Ruqing but no words came out of her mouth.

Feng Ruqing shrugged and left the place after she had put down the teapots. She knew that she was not welcomed.

Until she was gone, Tang Zi and the rest of the troop members did not open their mouths to stop her from leaving.

“Tang Zi, this Divine-Spirit Fruit juice… Is it authentic?” The woman in a purple attire muttered softly, “Last time, when General Nalan was preparing to go for a battle, she had brought him a pot of tea to send him off. The general thought she had transformed into a better person so he drank it happily. However, he ended up having diarrhea and it had affected his departure to the battlefield…”

She had done too many evil things to the extent that people did not believe her anymore.

Finally, Tang Zi made up her mind and lifted the teapot and poured herself a small cup of juice.

As the others tried to stop her from drinking, she already gulped down the juice in one shot.

“I want to be completely disappointed,” Tang Zi said and laughed bitterly after wiping the juice from the corners of her mouth.

The whole courtyard fell silent. Nobody said a word.

In fact, all of them understood that Tang Zi still had a glimpse of hope in the princess.

Although she kept saying that she had given up on her, she still hoped that the princess would change.

After a long wait, the diarrhea that they had expected did not happen.

Tang Zi’s exhaustion, which initially showed on her face, had slowly disappeared after drinking the Divine-Spirit Fruit juice. Her energy was gradually restored.

“Tang Zi, how are you feeling now?” The woman in a purple attire asked her hesitantly.

Tang Zi stared blankly at the teapot on the stone table. After staying silent for a moment, she lifted up her head and uttered, “This Divine-Spirit Fruit… is real!”

She had initially thought that Feng Ruqing would prank them like what she had done to General Nalan by adding something fishy into the drink. She had even prepared herself for the worst! However, she did not expect that her strength, which was exhausted during the training, was slowly recovered after drinking the juice…

“Ling Yun, ask the rest of our troop members to come here!”

Tang Zi stared confusedly in the direction where Feng Ruqing had just left.

She had really came here just to send the Divine-Spirit Fruit to them? Not to… prank them? Or to advise them to submit to Noble Consort Rong?

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Feng Ruqing was unable to predict what were in Tang Zi and the rest of the members’ minds.

Initially, she had planned to pay Feng Tianyu a visit. However when she had reached the imperial study, she heard Feng Tianyu and a minister’s voices discussing something, so she left without disturbing them.

The imperial palace looked serene and tranquil at night.

At this very moment, she suddenly sensed a chaotic spiritual force from the small alley nearby.

Feng Ruqing subconsciously stopped her in her tracks. She stroked her chin as she felt that something interesting might happen right at this very moment.

“Someone lost control to the point of possession? Tsk, tsk, this is interesting.”

If it had happened in other places, she would not have even be bothered about it. However, this happened in Liu Yun Kingdom which was her father’s territory. She was curious to know the person who had lost control during cultivation.

If this incident affected the lives of the citizens of Liu Yun Kingdom, it would not be good …

Feng Ruqing turned and walked into the alley.

An abandoned house stood at the end of the alley. That was where the chaotic spiritual force came from.

She walked toward the entrance to the abandoned house and pushed the door open. What she could see was only a courtyard filled with weed and grass…

And a youth who looked like a beggar sitting in the middle of the courtyard.

His hair was messy and disheveled. His clothes were torn and shabby. There was also a faint pink scar on his dirty, ashen face. He looked like he had not washed his face for a long time.