Chapter 42 Just an Unremarkable Clown

Xiao Zhao rolled her eyes again, humming discontentedly.

Having me by the master's side is enough, no need for another.

"I am useful!"

The ginseng sprout cried with its mouth wide open. "Everyone scrambles to get me, why don't you want me even when I'm delivered to your doorstep!"

Brother said the outside world is very dangerous.

As soon as it leaves the secret realm, people will rush to take it.

But looking at it now.

It delivered itself to the door, only to be rejected.

Feng Ninghe hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded in agreement. "Alright, then I'll reluctantly take you as my spirit pet."

The ginseng sprout was arrogant. To make it willingly submit, she naturally had to curb its arrogance.

Ever since Old Man Xu reminded her, she had specifically investigated the ginseng sprout.

The young sprout was not of much use, but once it grew, it would become her most powerful helper.

These simple words immediately stopped the ginseng sprout's crying.

It blinked its large eyes, its two tender leaves unfurled, and it quickly hopped onto Feng Ninghe's arm. "Then quickly drip blood to recognize me."

She no longer hesitated, cut her fingertip, and a drop of bright red blood dripped onto the ginseng sprout's leaves.

The next moment, an invisible spiritual force seemed to connect with the ginseng sprout.

She could clearly feel the ginseng sprout's condition.

The ginseng sprout grinned happily and returned to the spiritual river, drinking greedily.

"Eldest Miss, this is an invitation sent by the First Prince."

At this moment, a clear female voice rang out.

The maid, Man Man, quickly walked over, holding an invitation.

Man Man used to serve Feng Ninghe in Shi Yuan.

In the Zhen Guo Duke's mansion, only the maids in Shi Yuan treated her sincerely.

Feng Ninghe casually took the invitation.

The invitation stated that it was Baili Ye's birthday banquet, inviting guests from all directions.

Xiao Zhao's clear blue eyes stared at the invitation for a long time.

Master, this banquet might not be as simple as it seems.

Looking at the First Prince's eagerness, there's definitely no good intention.

Feng Ninghe's slender fair hand gently caressed the invitation. She didn't speak immediately, but her eyes subtly deepened.

After a long while, she moved her lips and uttered a few crisp words. "When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll cover it. Let's go and see."

From the moment she stepped into the Zhen Guo Duke's mansion, she had never considered being afraid of trouble.

The grudges of the past were clearly imprinted in her mind, constantly reminding her.

Perhaps this birthday banquet would also be an opportunity for her.

For the next few days, Feng Ninghe stayed in Shi Yuan, cultivating in seclusion.

She tried to guide her original spiritual power into this body.

But after introducing only a part of it, a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead. However, it was an improvement compared to before.

She subconsciously turned her gaze to Xiao Zhao, who was lying on its back on the bed.

Xiao Zhao was nibbling on spirit grass.

As a Qilin, it fed on the medicinal herbs of heaven and earth.

Of course, it also loved to eat earthly meat.

Sensing her gaze, Xiao Zhao quickly came over, chewing on spirit grass, and rubbing against her with its furry body.

"What time is it now?"

Feng Ninghe reached out and stroked the fur on Xiao Zhao's body, looking up at the window.

The sky was just beginning to brighten, and the light outside was still dim.

Xiao Zhao whimpered a couple of times, answering her question.

Master, today is the First Prince's birthday banquet. Should we send a gift?

Upon hearing this, Feng Ninghe's eyes suddenly sharpened, and she raised her beautiful eyebrows. "Since it's the First Prince's birthday, I should get ready. As for a gift... he is not worthy of a gift from me."

As the sky had just dawned, Feng Tongtong woke up early to get ready.

To attend in grand attire, she had custom-ordered new clothes and jewelry three months ago.

She was the First Prince's fiancée, so she should dress up beautifully and let everyone open their eyes to see the demeanor of a future imperial concubine.

"Third Miss, you will surely outshine everyone today."

Taohua praised her from the side. "Only you in this world are worthy of the First Prince."

The praise was very pleasing to Feng Tongtong. She raised a proud smile, basking in the flattery.

Then she looked at the mirror, and seeing her exquisitely made-up face, she cursed, "Damn Feng Ninghe, I emptied my entire fortune to heal my face, but why can't my hair grow back!"

Taohua quickly said, "Third Miss, your wig is attached with a special method. It won't fall off even with normal pulling, and it looks just like real hair. No one will ever discover it!"

But a wig was still not real hair, and there was always a risk of exposure.

Feng Tongtong, filled with anger, stood up and walked towards the door. "Go to Shi Yuan. She absolutely cannot miss the First Prince's birthday banquet. I will use the banquet to make this bitch understand that she is just an insignificant clown, and offending the wrong person will come with a price!"

Thinking of the grievances she had suffered during this time, she wished she could personally kill Feng Ninghe.

But this bitch had the backing of Immortal Xu, and the Feng family needed Immortal Xu's help.

However, even with Immortal Xu as her backer, what good would it do?

Feng Ninghe was an insignificant waste. Today, she would make Feng Ninghe the laughingstock of the entire Li Kingdom!

While contemplating, Feng Tongtong stopped and whispered a few instructions to Taohua...

Shi Yuan.

Feng Ninghe had already changed into a clean and simple outfit and was about to leave her room for the First Prince's mansion.

Man Man quickly came in from outside and stood beside Feng Ninghe. "Eldest Miss, Third Miss is here. She said it's time to go to the First Prince's birthday banquet."

Feng Ninghe nodded slowly.

Man Man could not hide her surprise. "Eldest Miss, why are you dressed so plainly? Should I help you get dressed up?"

Feng Ninghe in front of her was in a white dress, her waterfall-like black hair cascading down, with a jade hairpin adorning her upswept bun.

But even though she was plainly dressed, her exquisite face was alluring without being seductive, captivating at a single glance.

Facing the question, her answer was very simple. "This jade hairpin of mine is very valuable. Wearing a jade hairpin is already giving him a lot of face."

When she saw Feng Tongtong, she understood why Man Man had called her plainly dressed.

Feng Tongtong was wearing a red robe with a trailing skirt, her hair adorned with gold hairpins, and her makeup was exquisite, looking incredibly opulent.

In comparison, she was not just plainly dressed; her entire outfit looked less valuable than one of Feng Tongtong's gold hairpins.

Feng Tongtong did not hide her scrutinizing gaze. When she saw Feng Ninghe's exquisitely featured face, a hint of jealousy involuntarily appeared in her eyes. But seeing Feng Ninghe's plain attire, she looked down on her.

"Sister, you are a disciple of Immortal Xu. Surely the Medicine Valley can afford to get you some decent attire, right?"

Feng Tongtong's sharp female voice could not conceal the mockery in her eyes.

Taohua also chimed in at this moment, "Third Miss's dress was custom-made. The gold thread embroidery alone cost thousands of spirit stones, and the hairpin she's wearing was a gift from the First Prince."