Proofreader: Prof. Zhu Yuan

"Linglong" can make her dream come true, but she has another expectation. Though it seems to have more magical power, since this treasure belongs to her, she must make the best use of it, so she tries again.           

"Gu uuu..."           

Suddenly her belly screams and Jiujiu realizes that she has not eaten for a day. Now it"s getting dark and she is starving.           

"Linglong, since you are so magical, then please fill up my belly first!"           

"Give me a roast duck first!" Jiujiu speaks out loudly with saliva flowing out.           

However, the roast duck does not appear.           

Jiujiu frowns. "Is it so difficult?"           

Maybe silver needles and paintbrushes are very common things. Roast duck is a century-old brand. The secret menu must be too difficult.           

"Two steamed buns, then!" Jiujiu lowers the standard, as steamed buns are also delicious.           

"Gu uuu..."           

Jiujiu"s eyes are sore and the screaming of her belly is even louder, but she still gets nothing!           

"You can"t do it, right?"           

She yells and the ring doesn"t respond at all.          

After grinning teeth, she stares at the ring fiercely: "I want a pencil!"           

Instantly, she has a pencil in her hand, and it is sharpened!           

"A pen."           

There"s another black pen in her hand!           

"Brushes, ballpoint pens, oil pens..."           

Looking at a messy pile of pens in front of her, Jiujiu is really annoying. For the ring cannot achieve people"s wishes, but can only show what is inside it.           

In addition to the silver needle, there are a number of pens. Ah, what is it on earth? She is not longing for being an intellectual. While even the intellectual just needs a brush pen!

She does not believe that Group Nine who scarify themselves has only stored some pens. There must be something she hasn"t found, but she couldn"t study it now, besides she is starving to death.           

Now it"s important to find some food, but it"s even more important to deal with the wound first.           

Jiujiu lives in a place that is not only broken, but also lacks daily belongings. She tears up all the bedclothes to barely wrap up her wounds. Then she accelerates the healing of her wounds with silver needles and the rest for half the day. She grits her teeth, gets up and goes out to look for food.           

Ruan mansion is quiet. In the memory of her original master, she lives in a remote place. In addition to the different situation of the day, it is normal that no one dares to walk in.           

Jiujiu walks directly to the kitchen according to her memory.           

When she arrives at the kitchen, she begins to turn over the boxes and empty the cabinets. She finds the cooking materials, but she does not get food. She does not have the strength to cook now, so she has to keep finding, and finally she makes it.           

There are several cold and hard bean pasta buns.           

At this time, Jiujiu has no choice; besides, bean paste buns are much better than steamed buns.           

To stuff her belly is enough. Although they are cold, but they taste sweet and glutinous. Jiujiu is so hungry that in a moment she swallows four beans pasta buns.           

She pats her stomach and pours a bowl of cold tea from the teapot next to her. Then she breathes lightly and feels herself slowing down.          

 With food in her stomach, Jiujiu decides to go back to the shabby room and has a good sleep. Who knows what she has to face the next morning? She has to rest well first.

She slowly goes out of the kitchen. Suddenly she feels the light coming from the side. Jiujiu frowns. She turns around and notices a lamp shaking in front of her eyes.           

The dizzy red light shakes her faintly, under which she immediately awakens, but before she could see the person in front of her, she suddenly falls to the ground in darkness.           

"Princess, she falls down." With the lantern in her hand, Caiwu trots to Qingqing, and proudly reports.           

Qingqing steps out of the darkness, her beautiful face half hidden in the shadow of the night, looking ferocious.           

She approaches Jiujiu, who has fallen to the ground and smiles coldly: "Ruan Jiujiu, you have been away for a day, but you are still in my hands. You can be a.s.sured that I will send you to a world of bliss right away."           

"Lotus, you really want her to die. What should I do in case Ming King sees her?" Princess Changle also runs over. She is now wrapped in white cloth and looks really funny.           

Qingqing is scornfully over Jiujiu"s face, and seems to be unable to help laughing. She glances at the nervous Princess and says, "Does Princess feel that with her appearance, she can get the favor of the Ming King?"           

Princess Changle is stunned. She looks down at Jiujiu. Jiujiu is not ugly. Even her cheeks are very delicate. But she is too thin and she lacks graceful bearing. So since she has a very good appearance, she is also charming. Compared with Qingqing, she is not very attractive.            The princess nods, she admits that Qingqing is right. With Jiujiu"s behavior and manner, King Ming would see her as a ghost.           

And...

Princess touches her cheek and her eyes flashed with hatred.           

"She dares to destroy my face. I must kill her!"          

Qingqing satisfactorily looks at Princess Changle. That"s what she wants.

She comforts the princess and says, "You can completely be a.s.sured that I will not allow the scars leave on your face when the Ming King returns to Kyoto. I will give you the medicine I promised you, and then your dream will come true."          

 "Really?" Princess Changle has a cruel face just now, but this time she immediately turns excited and looks like a pure girl in love. "Lotus, you can feel at ease that when I become a princess of the Ming Dynasty, I will persuade my mother to let the seventh prince marry you."               

"Thank you, Princess." Qingqing smiles and thanks her, but her eyes flashes with disdain. When does she marry Beiming Ting and need the help of Princess Changle? What is she afraid of as long as Jiujiu dies?           

Princess Changle has fallen into her own dream now, and the tone of joy has changed somewhat.           

"My fellow has heard that he will go to the Cloud Palace outside the city tomorrow. He will stay there for a while and then go to the city. Now it"s just right to send Jiujiu to the Cloud Palace. When he sees Jiujiu hiding there, he will surely slap her to death without even asking."           

Qingqing counts her head and nods. This time she really appreciates Princess Changle.           

Who doesn"t know that the King Ming in Tiansheng is known as the King of the Underworld? He is also known as the King of battlefield. He exists as an evil spirit among all the countries. Jiujiu cannot live for infuriating him.          

This time, she is going to take the opportunity of King Ming"s return to have Princess Changle get involved into her plan and helps her to kill Jiujiu.           

She"s going to have Jiujiu to die!