The crown prince will be the emperor of Changfeng Kingdom in the future, how could he allow his queen to be a waste wood and let himself be laughed at.

Ye Qinglan couldn't help but look at this small body, concave and convex, with a slender waist and a slender body, fine skin and tender meat, and her figure was not inferior to her modern time.

Regardless of whether Ye Qinglan was a waste material before, she was not anyway.

As the pride of the sky, she will only stand at the top, no matter where she is, she will still live a prosperous life.

Ye Qinglan just asked Xiqiao a few things, but didn't ask too much, and after a while, Uncle Li cooked the meal and asked her to eat.

Ye Qinglan responded with a smile, got up and went forward, and from a distance, he saw Uncle Li busy with cloth vegetables.

Ye Qinglan pulled Xiqiao to his side and said in a low voice, "I have a chaotic memory, don't tell Uncle Li, I'm afraid he will worry." ”

Although she had just arrived, she really felt the sincerity of Uncle Li and Xiqiao.

Uncle Li is probably in his fifties, just like her grandfather.

Xi Qiao pursed her lips, nodded, and followed behind Ye Qinglan.

She always felt that Miss was different, but she couldn't say what was different.

I feel that the aura of this young lady in front of me has become stronger.

However, she likes such a young lady.

It may be that Ye Qinglan ordered it before, the dishes on the table are not luxurious, they are very simple, simple, and they are all home-cooked dishes.

Ye Qinglan likes it very much.

Just as Ye Qinglan was about to eat with chopsticks, she found that Uncle Li and Xi Qiao were standing beside her left and right, which made her feel very awkward.

She remembered that in ancient times, it was very feudal, and the master and the slave were simply one in the sky and one in the earth.

But Ye Qinglan grew up with a 22nd century education, and she really couldn't eat if she was watched by others.

She said it for a long time, and her mouth was about to wear out, and Uncle Li and Xi Qiao didn't dare to sit down.

It wasn't until Xiqiao felt that Ye Qinglan's face darkened, and he seemed to be angry, so he followed to persuade Uncle Li.

The three of them sat down at a table.

Ye Qinglan doesn't like to eat alone, when she is alone, she is hungry, and she will only eat two bites so-so.

Uncle Li's home-cooked food was very good, and Ye Qinglan was satisfied with eating, so he went back to the room to rest.

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Ye Qinglan turned around a few times after eating, and then returned to the room, she sat cross-legged on the bed, and when she opened her eyes, it was already midnight.

She asked Xiqiao that there was a popular thing called spiritual power in this era, which was divided into three levels, people, earth, and heaven, and each level was divided into ten sections.

I heard that cultivators who break through the Heavenly Rank can become immortals and practice the art of immortality.

But there are often very few people who break through the heavenly level.

And Ye Qinglan is actually not a waste of firewood, but her cultivation is relatively low, only in the fourth section of the human level, this kind of cultivation is a big handful on the street.

Ye Zhao's cultivation is in the ninth stage of the ground level, and he is already a master among the masters, as his daughter, his cultivation is so low, it is inevitable that he will be called a waste wood.

Ye Qinglan closed his eyes and explored the breath in his body.

In the dantian, she found that thing called spiritual power.

Sure enough, this body is indeed very weak, and there is a ball in the dantian, which may be the cultivator's inner dan.

Her inner pill is very small, and the light is weak, which means that her spiritual power is extremely low.

Ye opened his eyes suddenly, his dark eyes shining in the night, like bright stars.

She hooked the corners of her lips slightly, although the spiritual power of this body is weak, but the foundation is very good.