It was a green bottle covered in rust, and it looked utterly ordinary.
Still, there seemed to be something hidden inside.
"This is what they were trying to take from me before. Though I don't know why they wanted to do that, I know that if they value it, there must be something extraordinary about it.
As you said, once you leave, they'll come looking for me sooner or later. In the end, this will still fall into their hands, and I might die too. Rather than that, I'd prefer to give it to you. I just want to live."
In this person, Xue Fuyao vaguely saw a shadow of her former self.
There was one difference, though: she had never willingly knelt before anyone, because everyone she had met had been an enemy, because she had never met anyone who offered her a helping hand, and because a shred of a princess's pride still lingered in her bones.
Xue Fuyao took the bottle.
The moment it touched her hand, she felt it absorbing the spiritual power in her body.
Once she noticed this, she immediately severed her connection with the bottle to stop it from absorbing any more spiritual qi. It wasn't that she wouldn't let it absorb any, but that it couldn't do so here.
"Come on. Let's get you a change of clothes first. Look at you, covered in dirt."
This time, Xue Fuyao hadn't changed her appearance. After all, this time, she wanted everyone to know where she was.
She picked an inn at random and booked two rooms.
Xue Fuyao went to Pei Yu's room, carrying two pieces of clothing.
"I used to wear these. Make do with them for now. Also, this is for you."
As she spoke, Xue Fuyao placed a jade bottle