Gold Medal Dote on Wife: Powerful and Crazy Concubine

Chapter 170 Forced marriage [9] Seven...seventy? ! !

Feng Wanqian put those medicinal materials into the cauldron and controlled it with spiritual fire.

After a while, she extinguished the fire of her spirit, and a faint scent of medicine wafted out——

The plain hand lifted the cauldron, Feng Wanqian took out the refined medicine in the cauldron, stared at the snow-white medicine in the palm of her hand, and sighed slightly.

"Only seventy... It's a pity... This is not my refining room. In fact, I can refine hundreds of them on weekdays..."

Seven... seventy? ! !

Not only Rong Yunhe, but Mo Peirui and even Patriarch Lan were all taken aback! ! !
Regardless of her previous image, Mo Peirui pulled Feng Wanqian's arm away, and when she looked at Danding, her eyes almost popped out! !

Oh my God, really...really seventy! !

Rong Yunhe looked forward in disbelief, looking at the herbs that were already on the side in Feng Wanqian's hands.After taking out one and examining it carefully, his expression completely changed——

This...this...how is this possible? !
How could a fourteen or fifteen year old girl refine such a powerful medicine? !

Even Master Yunhe, himself, can't reach such a high level!
Rong Yunhe actually tried it himself, and the highest record was only eight.Who would have thought that the little girl in front of her could refine seventy of them casually! !
Mo Peirui first prayed for a while, and then opened the Danding to take a look, she was dumbfounded——

Unexpectedly, only five were refined! !And the quality is completely incomparable with Feng Wanqian's! !
There was even one, because the spiritual fire was not in place, it was burnt...

The remaining four are not as crystal clear, round and smooth as Feng Wanqian's.

Who wins and who loses, you can know by looking at it.

Seeing all this outside, Old Ancestor Lan staggered and almost fell hard.

Feng Wanqian heard Patriarch Lan's angry roar:

"Okay, you damn girl!! You usually don't tell me when you practice refining medicine!! It makes me worry a lot for you!!! You have such a good formula and don't share it!!! Is there an ancestor like me!!! Hey!! Listen to me—"

Feng Wanqian interrupted speechlessly: "I came up with this recipe on the spur of the moment."

Patriarch Lan: "..."

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The door is pushed open.

Qingfu was clever, and immediately ran out, asking Rong Yunhe: "How is it? Who won?"

Rong Yunhe has not recovered from the shock just now, but just stared blankly at Feng Wanqian——

Qingfu thought it was Feng Wanqian who lost, and Rong Yunhe couldn't say anything, so she took Mo Peirui's hand happily, then turned to Feng Wanqian to comfort her: "It's okay Qian'er, it doesn't matter if you lose, you Don't feel bad, failure is the mother of success—”

"Who said I lost?" Feng Wanqian lazily interrupted her, raised her eyes, and leaned against Gong Lanye beside her.

The sudden interruption made Qing Fu unable to react: "Ah? What... what?" As she spoke, she looked at Rong Yunhe with a questioning gaze.

Rong Yunhe murmured: "Princess Shuyang lost..."

"What?!" Qing Fu was shocked.

Rong Yunhe continued to mutter: "Furthermore, Feng... no, it's Princess Ye... made seventy high-level pills at once... even I can't do it..."

As soon as these words came out, the entire lobby became completely silent.

Finally, Gong Lanye's icy voice broke the deadlock.

"In that case, Princess Shuyang, you won't have anything to do with Erchen anymore, right?"

PS: The second volume is coming to an end~
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