"At your command, Your Highness." Liu Li slightly bowed and paid her respect to the princess.
Feng Ruqing stretched her body. She was easily tired because of her flabby body. Since she had the time, she wanted to do a lap around the backyard. As she was still unable to make the herbal dish, this was the only way to lose weight. Moreover, her fatigue would be quickly washed away by the Divine-Spirit Fruits.
Qing Han took small steps across the lawn to Fu Chen's side, tilted her head and furrowed her brow as she asked in bewilderment, "Brother Fu Chen, What's wrong with the Divine-Spirit Fruit? Why does the Divine-Spirit Fruit grow at such a fast pace? Even if the Divine-Spirit Fruit is the most inferior spirit fruit, it needs at least two days to grow."
"I am not sure why, but there was a precedent." Fu Chen frowned.
"Really?"
"It happened to the founder of the Divine Herbs Sect—the mysterious ancestor."
