After traveling to the world of cultivation, it seems that I am still in college

Ying Yong showed a pile of things in his arms: "You eat it, I'm busy now." Although he said that, his eyes were shining, waiting for Qin Shuxue to feed him.

Qin Shuxue saw through Ying Yong's little trick at a glance, and chuckled, "You are the only one who is plotting against me?" She immediately piled up the things in his hands and placed a piece of crystal cake at the tip of his nose: "Eat it, you can reach it."

Poor Ying Yong tried it on the street and felt that this posture was a bit like a pig eating, so he looked at Qin Shuxue for help.

Qin Shuxue's prank succeeded, and he pointed at Ying Yong and laughed loudly. In the end, he still took the food obediently and watched Ying Yong eat. Ying Yong didn't think the taste was amazing. His royal chef was selected after many rounds of selection. This stall was nothing compared to him. He finished the whole thing in a few bites and said, "I'll bring you food when I go back to the palace next time. Let me tell you, my royal chef has a family tradition. It has been passed down for generations and relies on that little skill. It tastes much better than this. I've been eating it since I was a child and I'm tired of it, let alone this. This one is only better in that it tastes novel, but to be honest, the fragrance is not strong enough, it's made in a hurry and the filling is not dense enough. Overall, it's pretty average. But if you like it, you can eat more. You can compare it when you have a chance. Hey, things are always cut corners these days. Fortunately, the emperor is not so easily fooled."

Ying Yong was like a gourmet connoisseur, which made Qin Shuxue, who originally thought it was delicious, speechless. Why do I feel so pitiful? I can't even eat good food.

Speaking of the imperial chef's dessert, she was really greedy. This time, she hesitated and did not refuse: "Does the emperor like this kind of dessert too? I will just have one or two pieces to try it."

Ying Yong maintained a smile on his face, but his eyes were as cold as ice: "The queen loves to eat, and they have a very good relationship."

Qin Shuxue remained silent. She remembered that Ying Yong was probably not the queen's son, but the son of a noble concubine or a concubine. His mother might have been favored for a period of time, but how deep could the emperor's love be?

Thinking of this, Qin Shuxue secretly warned herself that although Ying Yong treated her very well and she could not help but feel relaxed in front of him, she must not fall in love with him. He would either be the emperor or the prince in the future. After all, the royal family and the immortals were very different. The immortals did not all adhere to monogamy. It was estimated that Ying Yong would have three wives and four concubines in the end. In this ancient world, there were not many people with avant-garde ideas, and she was not confident that she could meet one.

Although Qin Shuxue had to admit that she would stop thinking in front of Ying Yong, as long as she believed in him, she would always live happily and easily. It was just that Ying Yong's inexplicable confessions were a bit annoying, making her feel like she was hanging him.

Qin Shuxue patted Ying Yong's shoulder with great effort to comfort him, but it was useless for her to say anything in this matter.

Ying Yong suddenly turned around and said to Qin Shuxue, "This position of emperor really has no benefits at all. If you say it's for love, then you abandon the women you loved one after another; if you say it's for offspring, then you fight among yourself over the right of succession. I don't know why everyone is trying so hard to get this thing."

"Ah, how about letting the emperor cultivate himself as well? This way, after he has achieved some success, his life span can be extended, right? He can then sit on the throne for a long time."

"No, no, the throne of our country is passed every 20 years, and one person cannot be emperor for more than two terms."

...Why do you still have a re-election system? Is your country advanced or not?

"Who made this rule? Does the emperor have to accept supervision from the people???"

"That's not the case, but this rule was left by our ancestors to prevent no one else from taking the throne after the emperor becomes an immortal. However, if the emperor governs well, he can be re-elected for several more terms, such as during wartime."

Your royal rules are so troublesome.

The two of them spent a lot of time shopping. As soon as Ying Yong returned to the sect, he hurried to notify the other people to prepare for dinner, while Qin Shuxue asked Yu Feiling to go together.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Yu Feiling drawing her eyebrows in front of the mirror. Yu Feiling was wearing an orange-red chest-length skirt with a short shirt on the outside, and she looked really good. Qin Shuxue smiled and said, "Are you not ready yet, Feiling?"

Yu Feiling said without even turning her head: "I'm so angry, I can never draw my eyebrows well, I've wiped them off several times."

Qin Shuxue walked over to take a look. She didn't know much about makeup. She looked like that anyway, so she wouldn't look much better with makeup. So she couldn't provide any substantial help to Yu Feiling.

Yu Feiling didn't care: "You used to be very good at drawing... Forget it, why don't you change your clothes? Just wear your school uniform. After all, we are having a dinner party, there are so many people here, you have to dress nicely."

To be honest, Qin Shuxue also liked those women's nice clothes, but she was too poor and had no money to buy them. The original owner was even poorer than her, no wonder she wore school uniforms all day long, which could cover up the fact that she was poor. She said embarrassedly: "No, school uniforms are pretty good, they are in school."

"But they definitely don't wear school uniforms, believe it or not."

What Yu Feiling said made sense. Ying Yong didn't wear any, but Qin Shuxue didn't even look at his clothes. It was so bad. There were so many gems on one piece of clothing, her eyes couldn't bear it.

Yu Feiling seemed to know what she was struggling with, raised her hand and pointed at the closet and said, "Go ahead and try it on, and when you're done we'll go over together."

Fei Ling, you are really nice. Although maybe no one wants you to go...

Qin Shuxue opened the closet and picked out some clothes. Yu Feiling preferred bright colors, which made her look lively and bright, but Qin Shuxue didn't have the courage to dress so ostentatiously. She searched through the pile of clothes before she found a light-colored one.

Qin Shuxue tried it on and it wasn't ugly, except that the sleeves were a bit wide, which made it inconvenient to eat hot pot. But Yu Feiling didn't have any other light-colored clothes, so this one was probably just gathering dust at the bottom of the closet. She must have been worrying about what to do with it for a long time.

Yu Feiling finished drawing her eyebrows and glanced at her: "It looks pretty. I'll give this one to you. I don't like to wear light colors."

Qin Shuxue was a little embarrassed to accept it: "This is not good... or I will buy yours."

"Please take it away. It's a shame to throw it away, but I really don't look good in it. It's just right for you to wear it. Why are you being so polite to me? Do you want to put on some rouge?"

Qin Shuxue looked at Yu Feiling's pile of bottles and jars. It seemed that people in ancient times still liked to study makeup. She felt overwhelmed and quickly refused: "No, no, it's too late, let's go directly."

Yu Feiling did not insist, but felt that the scar on Qin Shuxue's face hindered her appreciation, and said angrily: "Situ Xiayan is really a person who ruined a girl's appearance. I don't know if you can cover up this scar in the future."