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Listening to the sound of her master flipping the pages of a book, Mo Xiaoye took out a bunch of Wanling Fruits and stuffed them into her mouth one by one. The Wanling Fruits turned into a warm current that kept flowing through her limbs and bones.

Feeling that the injuries in his body had healed a lot and were no longer in such heart-wrenching pain, Mo Xiaoye breathed a sigh of relief.

When I was about to eat two more, I found that all the Wanling Fruits in my hand were gone.

"Huh?" Mo Xiaoye looked up in confusion, and saw Emperor Donghua standing expressionlessly beside the bed, holding a dozen or so Wanling Fruits that she had just left in his hand. Without saying a word, he put them all into the Bi Hai Cang Ling.

Mo Xiaoye was stunned: "Master...what are you doing?"

Emperor Donghua looked at Mo Xiaoye and said slowly: "I know you still have a lot of Wanling Fruits, and eating them can heal your injuries, but the incident you caused by Ruoshui River was too big.

Zheyan has already checked your pulse and confirmed that you are injured. If your injury heals all of a sudden, it will attract too much attention.

So let Zhe Yan heal your injuries. He has already gone to make the panacea for you."

Mo Xiaoye looked at Emperor Donghua and couldn't help feeling moved.

Although Emperor Donghua always appears to be cold and aloof on the surface, he actually cares for her very much. Mo Xiaoye nodded to show that he understood.

Emperor Donghua looked at Mo Xiaoye seriously and said earnestly, "You must be more cautious in your actions in the future and never be so impulsive again."

Mo Xiaoye nodded seriously and answered obediently: "Disciple knows, I will definitely not let Master down."

Emperor Donghua nodded slightly to show his satisfaction, then stretched out his right hand and gently made a gesture.

Mo Xiaoye looked at Emperor Donghua with a smile, knowing what he was doing. The smell of the Wanling Fruit was too strong. If Zheyan came in at this time, he would be able to smell the fragrance.

He just casually performed a cleansing spell, spreading the scent of the all-purpose fruit into the surrounding air.

After a long while, Mo Xiaoye came back to his senses and said softly, "Master, being your disciple is my greatest blessing." He muttered to himself.

Emperor Donghua reached out and patted her hand, motioning her to lie back down, and he sat back on the stool.

Not long after, there was a sound of brisk footsteps outside the door, and then Zhe Yan walked in slowly with a smile on his face. He held an exquisite small brocade box in his hand and walked slowly to Mo Xiaoye's side.

"Hey, Xiaoye, you finally woke up. You can take the medicine now." As he spoke, he opened the brocade box with a smile, took out a pill the size of his little finger and handed it to her.

After Mo Xiaoye thanked him politely, he carefully took the pill and put it into his mouth.

The pill melts quickly once it enters the mouth, and has a silky texture without any bitterness, but instead has a light sweetness.

A hot breath spread throughout her body, healing all internal and external injuries wherever it passed. Mo Xiaoye's eyes lit up, and a fire of hope ignited in her heart.

She secretly made up her mind that after her injuries healed, she would work hard to learn the art of alchemy. As for whether she could succeed, she would only know after trying!

Zhe Yan looked at her with a smile on his face, and said in a playful tone, "Haha, little girl, after what happened this time, don't be so reckless next time, okay?

If your master fails to come to save you in time, you may have to reincarnate as a human again to heal your serious injuries." After saying this, he leisurely pulled over a stool and sat down, stretching out his hand to feel her pulse.

Emperor Donghua's eyes moved slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of approval.

He echoed, "Supreme God Zheyan is right, Qingcang has been practicing in the Supreme God Realm for tens of thousands of years.

If he had not had a fierce battle with Mo Yuan and the descendants of Nuwa, which left him with countless hidden injuries, with his strength, it would be impossible for him to be defeated by you so easily.

It's only a matter of time before he kills you, so you're lucky to be alive this time." After saying that, he glared at her with a hint of blame, then turned to look at Zhe Yan: "How's the situation?"

Zheyan withdrew his hand and a relaxed smile appeared on his face: "It's okay now, let her rest more, we'll go out and talk." As he said that, he stood up with a smile, turned around and walked out of the room.

Emperor Donghua nodded and left with Zheyan. Xiangyue, who was standing outside the door, saw the two of them come out.

He immediately walked into the room and looked at Mo Xiaoye with concern: "Greetings, little princess, are you okay now?"

Mo Xiaoye smiled slightly and replied softly: "I'm fine now, thank you for your concern." A warm feeling surged in her heart.

"I'm so glad you're okay. I was so worried. When I saw you being brought back by the Emperor with a pale face, I thought you had to go down to earth to experience trials before your injuries could be healed."

Xiangyue said with a worried look on her face, with tears even welling up in her eyes, as if she would cry at any moment.

Mo Xiaoye couldn't help but feel warm in her heart. She didn't expect Xiangyue to care about her so much.

After all, as a palace lady, it is rare for Xiangyue to show such care for herself.

In comparison, those other people might not be as kind as Xiangyue, and maybe many of them even hope that she will die!

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaoye couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

"Well, don't worry. With Master here, I will be fine," Mo Xiaoye comforted softly with a faint smile.

She hoped that Xiangyue would not worry too much about her, and at the same time expressed her trust in her master.

Xiangyue noticed the fatigue in Mo Xiaoye's eyes and eyebrows, and said with concern: "Then you should have a good rest. I'll go down first." After that, she bowed to Mo Xiaoye, then slowly stepped back a few steps, then turned around and walked out of the room, gently closing the door.

Mo Xiaoye smiled and nodded, watching Xiangyue leave. After Xiangyue left, she used her mind to enter her own space and checked carefully. She found that everything inside had not changed and remained the same, which made her feel relieved.

It seems that this injury did not cause any impact on the space, which is a blessing in disguise.

Mo Xiaoye took out all the books in the space, placed them next to him, and began to read them one by one.

Anyway, what she has the most now is time, so she can learn and practice slowly.

Time flies, the years are like a shuttle.

"Si Ming, that girl hasn't shown up for so long, what is she busy with?" In the front yard, Emperor Donghua frowned slightly. It had been a long time since Zhe Yan left, but Mo Xiaoye had never appeared.

He looked at Siming standing beside him with some concern, and couldn't help asking, "Well, the little princess seems to have developed an interest in alchemy and is busy reading books about it."

boom! !

Suddenly, there was a deafening explosion in the backyard, and Emperor Donghua flashed and appeared in the backyard in an instant.

Seeing this, Siming hurriedly followed.

Mo Xiaoye stared blankly at the destroyed alchemy furnace, and looked at the ball of liquid medicine floating in the air with confusion on his face.

The alchemy furnace exploded, so why was the medicine still there? She couldn't figure it out, but she didn't dare to let the medicine fly away, so she had to wrap it with her spiritual sense.

Mo Xiaoye used his hands to make a series of magical gestures, trying to condense the liquid medicine into a pill.

At this time, Emperor Donghua looked at the stone table that was shattered by the alchemy furnace, and then looked at the medicinal liquid in the air that was wrapped by Mo Xiaoye's spiritual sense, where there was a fragrant smell of medicine.

"Emperor..." Siming had just called out two words when he saw Emperor Donghua waving his hand. He tactfully stopped the topic and looked at Mo Xiaoye.

Mo Xiaoye has condensed the medicinal liquid into a pill, but the pill looks a bit strange and does not seem to be the normal shape of a pill.

Mo Xiaoye looked at Emperor Donghua and Sima Ming who had arrived with some trepidation, wondering how they would evaluate his achievements.