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Home > Fantasy > The Empress's Gigolo > Chapter 405

Chapter 405

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After teaching in school for a few days, Ren Baqian finally received the medicinal ingredients that the manager of the caravan had sent over.

Most of the ingredients were easy to obtain, but there were two herbs that weren't available in large quantities. After searching all over Lan City, they only managed to find six of them. Next, they had to go to the southwest to purchase more, especially to send people to the Sixty Thousand Mountains.

That was the base camp of the aboriginals.

In any case, Ren Baqian could finally continue his training.

Seven herbs were enough for him to use for more than a month and could temporarily solve his urgent need.

That night, Ren Baqian entered the [Visualization of Wood]. When he woke up from it, he felt extremely exhausted.

He was already used to this feeling, but after resting for two months, he wasn't used to this kind of exhaustion.

The next morning, Ren Baqian clenched his fists and finally felt an increase in strength.

This feeling of strength growth was really good.

However, when he saw Tong Lan in the palace in the afternoon, he immediately felt that the increase in strength was just an illusion.

After getting a solid beating from Tong Lan, Ren Baqian said to Tong Lan with a serious face, "Your grandfather will always be your grandfather!"

Thump!

Ren Baqian took a solid punch.

With dark circles under his eyes, Ren Baqian continued, "Your teacher will always be your teacher. You must learn to respect your teacher."

"Hmph!" The little lolita snorted and looked at him with disdain.

After today's training, Ren Baqian said to the empress seriously, "Your Majesty, I think we need to change my opponent."

"An eight-year-old?" The empress looked at him with a funny expression.

Ren Baqian was at a loss. Wouldn't it be a little too embarrassing if he couldn't even beat an eight-year-old?

He absolutely believed that the empress could find an eight-year-old "genius" who could beat him up.

"Why don't I change the palace guards to be my opponent …" Ren Baqian thought about it and gritted his teeth.

In any case, the palace guards would still be gentler than Tong Lan. After all, Ren Baqian still had his status.

Furthermore, the palace guards might not be as strong as Tong Lan.

Not only were they both at the Earth Wheel level, but the things that Tong Lan had learned weren't something that the palace guards could compare to. After all, Tong Zhenye was a Spirit Wheel expert and had some tricks up his sleeves.

Tong Zhenye's Black Tiger Steals Heart Thirteen Combo had defeated Qin Chuan several times.

Ren Baqian felt that the Minister of War was better at fighting than the Minister of Works.

But in reality, Qin Chuan lost more than he won.

"I will change it for you after you defeat Tong Lan!" The empress looked at the change in his expression. Her eyes curved into crescents as if she was laughing in her heart. After a long time, he finally said this.

"Your Majesty …" Ren Baqian looked aggrieved.

"Work hard to defeat her. It doesn't sound good if you can't even defeat a ten-year-old child," the empress added.

Ren Baqian felt that the empress had poured a handful of salt on his wound.

This was not only unpleasant to hear, but it was also embarrassing to say it out loud.

Forget it, Tong Lan it was. At least there were some benefits to fighting with her.

Every time he stood next to her, he was taller than her, so he had a psychological advantage.

If it were those burly guards, they wouldn't have any advantage at all.

It was still sunny just now. Ren Baqian sat in the chair beside the empress and basked in the sun for a while. Then, the sky was filled with dark clouds.

When Ren Baqian and the empress returned to the main hall, it began to rain heavily. Bean-sized raindrops smashed on the tiles and the ground, making pitter-patter sounds.

"Your Majesty, do you want to eat hotpot tonight?" Ren Baqian turned his head and asked after looking at the rain outside.

"Sure!" The empress nodded.

She couldn't get enough of hotpot.

Before the sky turned dark, the guards brought the ingredients for hotpot in the rain. Ren Baqian and the empress listened to the sound of the rain in the main hall. In front of them was a steaming hot pot, which felt very good.

Ren Baqian poured wine for both of them, raised his cup to the empress, and downed it.

"Those people in the south are always dishonest. I just killed a group of them, and recently, I discovered that they are secretly colluding," the empress said faintly as she drank the wine.

He didn't know when she developed this habit of always talking about things while eating.

"Oh!" Ren Baqian nodded.

This kind of thing had never stopped, but it became more serious after the war with Great Xia.

"What do you think?" the empress asked faintly.

"I will make a trip there!" Ren Baqian said after thinking for a while. "After all, it will take some time to settle these things. Just treat it as preparation for the Yun Nation. However, it will be a pity that I won't be able to accompany Your Majesty. "

"In that case, you don't have to feel regretful. I will make a trip there too," the empress said faintly.

"Your Majesty, you are going too?" Ren Baqian was slightly surprised as he didn't expect the empress to actually go there.

"I want to see why they are still not satisfied after the imperial court has given them a peaceful life for decades," the empress said. She was already tired of those people's petty tricks. If she hadn't promised them, she would have killed them long ago.

Now that she was going there to settle things, she wanted to see what those people were like, what kind of life they were living, and whether the imperial court had mistreated them.

"What about the imperial court?" Ren Baqian asked. Previously, she went to the north because of the war, and it was an urgent matter. Now that the war had stabilized, it didn't seem appropriate for the empress to abandon the imperial court and run to the south.

"With the elders and the radio station around, there won't be any delays," the empress said indifferently.

"In that case, I still have to bring my students along. I'm afraid this trip will take some time," Ren Baqian continued.

"Oh yes, Your Majesty, do you want to read your palm? I learned it from an old man when I was young, "Ren Baqian asked.

"Read your palm?"

"Everyone's palm is different. You can tell a person's fate by reading their palm. This is a skill that has been passed down for thousands of years," Ren Baqian explained.

"How do you read it?" The empress's curiosity was piqued by his words.

"Your Majesty, give me your hand." As Ren Baqian spoke, he held the empress's hand and opened it. Then, he used his other hand to touch her palm and squinted his eyes.

He touched it once, then again, and again …

The empress's face was full of anticipation, and her eyebrows were raised, and her eyes were cold …

Ren Baqian coughed and said, "In terms of fate, Your Majesty was born rich and noble. You are at the top of the world and have the fate of the human emperor …

In terms of marriage, Your Majesty is already married without any twists and turns, and you will live to a ripe old age together … "

The empress continued to look cold. She felt that she had been deceived by this guy in front of her …

"In terms of fortune, Your Majesty's fortune is unparalleled, and you are sitting on the wealth of the world. Although your fortune isn't considered good at the moment, this year is your lucky year. From this year onwards, Your Majesty's fortune will gradually increase, and you will be the wealthiest in the world …

In terms of children, Your Majesty has 12 children … "

Slap!

The empress's ears turned red, and she looked at Ren Baqian coldly. "12 children?"

Have 12 children? Just thinking about it was scary.

Furthermore, it was difficult for the aboriginals to have children.

It was considered good for an average family to have three to five children. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so few aboriginals.

At her level, it was even more difficult to have children.

This bastard was indeed deceiving her.

Ren Baqian shook his hand with all his might, and his face was twitching.

"Yes, I have 12 children …" Ren Baqian took a deep breath and said.

Slap! The empress's phoenix eyes widened. If she didn't have 12 children, then whose?

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