Fanxing never fought a war that was unsure. Even with the magic weapon in hand, she did not take action immediately, but rested for three days.

First, because the mutton fat jade bottle is not her thing, she can get it by chance, and the things of gods and Buddhas can not be used well. If it has an impact on the accumulation of merit, it will be more than worth it. Thinking that I had just come down and the Bodhisattva probably hadn't discovered it yet. When she found out, she would come to find her. When she came, she could just ask what she wanted to do in detail to modify her fate, so as not to waste her efforts if she did something wrong.

In short, the prerequisite for acting must be to not anger the Bodhisattva first, so she has to wait for the Bodhisattva's movements, and she will not suffer any losses after waiting for a few days.

The second is that the quality of the original body is too poor. She had gotten out of bed and wanted to walk around, but her eyes staggered after walking for two steps, and almost knocked her front teeth away. She couldn't get up. After getting up, she even felt cold sweat. She took a cup of tea before she recovered.

Later, after taking the medicine that Hongying secretly brought back, I barely improved, but my whole body was still not strong and my legs were still weak. I was afraid that I would lose too much in this harsh environment all year round, and I would not be able to maintain it for a while.

She was not in a hurry. Anyway, the two girls died tragically two months later. She didn't believe that she could not handle this weak body for two months. However, it was a fact that the conditions were poor, so it was difficult to drink some chicken soup.

Due to the difficulty, the thirteen-year-old cardamom girl was very poorly developed and was as thin as a hair. When she was taking a bath yesterday, she found that her body's skin was also very rough, and her hair was even dry and wool. Fortunately, her facial features were delicate, otherwise she would be just a clown duck. She looked at her face in the mirror, and she was exactly the same as herself. Her charming figure was still amazing. Even if her face was only thirteen years old, her face was still as bright as a flower, and her face was beautiful. Even if her skin was a little rough, she was still beautiful enough.

This little body is so thin that her breasts are gone. I think she was developing very well when she was thirteen years old. Every time she wore a school uniform and leaned back slightly, the second button on her shirt would not stand it and it would collapse.

Unexpectedly, after a new life, I became a princess Taiping.

She couldn't help feeling sad.

Although she once thought she was too beautiful and wanted to make plastic surgery ugly, she was born in this era of superiority and inferiority of men, beauty still needed. Don’t believe in the meaning of the person is better than appearance. The idiom of being a talented man and a woman shows everything.

She felt more and more that this body needed to be raised.

Fortunately, there was no way out. Last night, some water leaked out from the mutton fat jade bottle, which seemed to be sweating. She felt that it was a pity to wipe it, so she licked it twice. This was not a good use, but a magic weapon leaked out by herself. She just didn't want to waste natural resources. She didn't expect that she felt very energetic when she woke up this morning, and she felt moist when she touched her face and skin.

It is worthy of being an object used by the Bodhisattva, which further proves her guess about its purpose.

Her eyes lit up and she touched her right hand dearly.

It’s strange that it’s been three days since the Bodhisattva came. Could it be that she didn’t find it? It wasn’t that a button was dropped, and such a dazzling bottle could be found even if the blind man touched it.

Could it be...

The Bodhisattva discovered it, but could not come to get it?

She hoped that it was this. If this is true, then she sent it. If she waited for two more days and didn't come again for two days, don't blame her for being rude.

"Hahaha..." She couldn't help laughing.

When the tangerines that came in with the porridge soup came in, they heard her smirk, and their scalp suddenly became numb, and they felt that their girl had become more and more abnormal in the past few days.

"Girl, are you okay?" She was worried that the medicine Hongying brought back would be useless.

"It's okay." Fanxing waved his hand, saw the food in her hand, and asked, "It's time to eat?"

"Yeah." Mijin put the porridge soup on the table and came over to help her.

Fanxing saw two more pickles and asked, "Is this what Hongying brought?"

Mijin nodded, "Sister Hongying specially bought it by the woman in the housekeeper. The girl was sick and had a light mouth. These pickles were just ready to get an appetizer."

Fanxing really wanted to say that she wanted to eat chicken legs more, but seeing that these were already luxury, she picked up the bowl and took a sip. There were some rice grains, but they were very thin, and they were completely soup. She didn't feel anything after drinking it. She tasted pickles again, and it was indeed appetizing. She turned to remember that tangerines should be hungry. On weekdays, they only lived their lives, so there was no difference between master and servant. They both ate together, but they saw that there was no second bowl of porridge and frowned and said, "Where is your portion?"

"I...I've eaten it." Wenzhen is an honest person, not good at lying at all. When he lies, his hands subconsciously twisted his clothes.

Fanxing put down the bowl and looked at her seriously, "Have you really eaten it or is there no rice?"

She should have guessed it long ago that if there was still some rice in this porridge, it wouldn't be so thin. I'm afraid the rice jar would be empty, and even mice wouldn't be there.

The tangerine's hands snuggled her clothes and lowered her head, "It's eaten... I've eaten!"

"lie!"

"Really, I didn't lie to you!" Miji turned her face blankly.

"Okay, don't hide it from me. With our little bit of our assets, can I still not know? Go and get a bowl and get a cent."

"How can that be done? Girl, you are still sick. You need to eat more to maintain your health."

"Will you eat this to nourish? The clear soup is weak. No matter how much you eat, your stomach will be empty. Don't talk nonsense. Take the bowl, otherwise I won't eat it." She patted the chopsticks on the table.

The tangerine couldn't stand the fright, so she bit the bullet and took an empty bowl over, and when the portion was divided, it poured a little.

"More than that, do you think you are a mouse?"

How dare I tangerines? I left most of them for her, and I couldn't even see the rice grains in my bowl.

Fanxing simply stopped telling her, took over her and divided her own shares. After almost dividing two bowls equally, he handed her to her, "Eat!"

The tangerines quickly turned red in their eyes.

Fanxing was afraid that she would cry, so he picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into her mouth, "If you want to eat it, you won't cry."

"Oh..." Mijin sipped obediently.

Fanxing started thinking while eating. If this continues, he will have to drink the northwest wind. Hongying may not have been able to get through these days, so she will not allow Mijin to come to her. If she comes too much, she will inevitably be greedy for trouble and she will have to save herself.

It is urgent to get some money. Unfortunately, after Gu Yuanyi's dowry was returned to the Hou Mansion, he would not belong to the original body. Otherwise, he would not have lived so miserably. The original body also had Yueyin at first, but he was locked up and disappeared after that, let alone four sets of clothes, jewelry, and tangerines in a season. Look at the white color and patched clothes on her body, you can tell. Just dress up in this way and put a broken bowl at the Chenghuang Temple to open it and become a beggar.

Why……

I have to find a way to get some money!

But as a lady in the boudoir, she doesn’t have any means to make money. Even if she has it, she doesn’t have the capital.

Fanxing became worried and unknowingly drank all the porridge and soup, and then continued to worry. The sorrow came to the evening and there was nothing for dinner. She and Miji drank a meal of northwest wind. If she didn't look hungry and looked better, Miji would have been in a hurry to find Hongying.

I thought that sleeping would relieve hunger, but I didn't think that my original body was too unsatisfied and could not be hungry. When I was hungry, my stomach hurt. Fanxing had to get up and find water to drink. But the water was not found, but the palm of his right hand was moist again.

This is great, she hurriedly licked and licked again and again.

The water was filled with a hint of sweetness. After licking it a few times, I was not hungry and was in good spirits again.

She thought it was amazing. She thought of the tangerines and thought about what she had licked. She couldn't blame her for finding a cup, and turned her palm towards the mouth of the cup, muttering: "Come on, seep it out..."

After waiting for a long time, the water vapor in the palm of my hand gathered into a drop of water and fell into the cup, and then it disappeared.

"So stingy, I won't seep more."

She glanced at the bottom of the cup, and there was only one drop, and she couldn't see it. It was not enough to drink tangerines. She glanced at the kettle.

Why not add some water to see?

After thinking about it, she mixed half a cup of water, stirred it, looked at it, and after tasting it herself, she found that the sweetness was still very strong.

This is interesting.

Could it be that this thing can be used even if it is mixed with water?

She quickly woke up the tangerines that had been sleeping in the outer room. The little girl looked at her in a daze and said, "Miss, why haven't you been asleep yet?"

"I'm not sleepy, come and drink water!"

"ah?"

"Don't talk nonsense, drink water before going to bed!"

Mijin was confused, and when she heard her words, she drank the water. After drinking, she licked her lips and smiled foolishly, "Drink well!"

"Just drink good, okay, aren't you hungry after drinking..."

"Well... I don't seem to be hungry!"

"That's right, come and keep going."

"oh!"

The tangerine fell asleep again.

Because Fanxing discovered the New World, he covered his mouth and laughed. Because he was afraid of waking up the tangerine, he had to leave the house and go to the courtyard to laugh.

"It's also useful to mix water, um...this is very good, great, hahahaha..."

In the middle of the night, she smiled happily alone. If it weren't for the remoteness and no one passed by, she would probably be scared to death by the maid who was watching the night.

Fanxing wandered around the courtyard, thinking about the previous question about money. It was not a long-term thing that a small bottle of water could relieve hunger. The key was to have money. She had to find a way to make money.

Because she was too focused, she couldn't see at all that the moon was covered by a thick cloud, allowing a black shadow on the courtyard wall to completely hide in the dark night. When the stars came back to their senses, the black shadow was already behind her.

Just as she was about to scream, the other party covered her mouth. She suddenly froze, widened her eyes, and turned to look at the other party with a trembling figure. She turned out to be a tall man, wearing a strong night dress, and was as dark as the shadow under his feet, unable to capture.

The man was wearing a mask on his face, and he didn't know what texture was. He was so white and creepy that his facial features were like a living ghost. He held a cold sword in his hand and shone coldly, and it instantly hit her neck.

The man seemed to have no idea that someone would appear in this remote place, and the two of them immediately looked at each other.

Fanxing only felt that the man's eyes were filled with pressure, which made her breathless. Such eyes were probably something that only if she had killed many people, she would not be unlucky to become another dead soul under the sword, right?

She was a little panicked. She was about to die before she changed her fate!?

How to calculate if you die?

Do it again?

She felt that the possibility of doing it again was very small, so she quickly bent her knees and decided to mess with him first.

Oh ho!!

Just as he was about to exert force, a low cry of baby cried.

Huh?

She looked up and found that the man had a baby on his back, the kind he had just been born...

The man focused all his attention on the little baby and subconsciously turned around to coax him.
To be continued...