Quick Wear: The host continues to go crazy and becomes normal from time to time

Chapter 252: Past Dreams and Mortal Tribulations 7

Time flies, ten years have passed in a flash

In this main world, there are not many people in the human race who can practice cultivation. And those who can practice cultivation are the ones that big families will fight for.

The children of noble families have superior resources and their cultivation speed is far ahead of ordinary people.

And among the aristocratic families, those who have no talent for cultivation become waste.

Feng Moli's spiritual vein was destroyed since birth, and he became one of the wastes.

In the ten years in the imperial capital, Feng Moli couldn't count how many bad words she had heard. Sometimes when she walked on the street, people would throw vegetable leaves and rotten eggs at her.

After that, she never went out again and stayed at Feng's house all day.

Some people, when they are unhappy with their lives, will come to Feng's house and throw rotten eggs and vegetable leaves, and curse at the door of Feng's house.

Feng Xuan's lukewarm attitude was like a sword piercing her heart.

In addition, the cold eyes and alienation from the rest of the Feng family, except for Old Madam Feng, made Feng Moli feel depressed.

She couldn't count how many times she had been bullied, and many times the secret guards sent by Old Madam Feng to protect her were injured for her.

There were people who wanted her dead, and the two secret guards were lucky to be alive until now. And the people who served her were also looked down upon.

Every time she got hurt, the girl would lock herself in her room for fear that her grandmother would worry about her, but the next day she would put a smile on her face and be full of energy.

She knew very well that she had no way to practice, so she begged Madam Feng to find someone to teach her medical skills.

The little Feng Moli has an extremely high talent for medicine. She can remember the contents of medical books at a glance, and even has a talent for original formulas and alchemy that others cannot match.

She even secretly learned how to make drugs to protect herself.

I study medicine for myself and to treat injuries of those around me, and I learn poison for self-protection.

Sitting by the window in the room, leaning on the wooden board with my hands, looking at the scenery.

The girl looked at the falling snowflakes landing on her skirt with her chubby face and a slight smile.

Feng Qi, the maid who was slapped by Long Qianyu for protecting her ten years ago, has now become Feng Moli's personal maid.

She said that she was sold to the Feng family when she was young and she had long forgotten her last name. She only knew that she was the seventh child and that her family died in a fire. Feng Moli called her Feng Qi from then on.

"Second Miss, it's cold in winter and you are weak, so please wear a cloak." Feng Qi put the cloak on her.

Feng Moli lowered her eyes. Under the white sable fur, there was a red cloak embroidered with blue flowers.

She didn't look back or move, but just looked at the falling snowflakes. Her voice was light and emotionless, "Feng Qi, look how beautiful the snowflakes are."

Feng Qi put the cloak on her and said, "Second Miss, although the snowflakes are beautiful, they are also cold. If you don't care about your body, the old lady will cherish you~"

"Well, aren't you here?" The girl looked back with a smile on her face.

Feng Qi was stunned for a moment, then responded with a smile, "I also prepared some ginger tea for you to ward off the cold."

The girl watched her bring the ginger tea over, she took it and drank it all in one gulp "Okay, get out. I want to be alone."

Feng Qi lowered his eyes, concealed his distressed look, bowed, and walked out.

Everyone said that Feng Moli was unlucky, but what choice could a newborn child have? She clearly...didn't do anything wrong.

Her identity was not something she could choose, but the world wanted a little girl's life to appease it.

She had never been to school and could barely read, but she knew that fate was not fair to Feng Moli.

In such an environment, she still maintained her enthusiasm and kindness, rarely went out, but often disguised herself and went out to treat those who could not afford medical treatment, giving them money, some of whom had hurt her.

They blamed all the misfortunes on Feng Moli. Sometimes she couldn't bear to listen, but Feng Moli held her hand and said, "Even if I am regarded as a disaster star, I still have a good life. The people have a hard life. They just say a few words to me. Why should you worry about it?"

Every time at this moment, Feng Qi would look at her with a complex expression that Feng Moli could not understand.

Feng Moli was taught by Old Madam Feng since she was a child to be kind but sharp, polite and steady.

The mischievous behavior in childhood is no longer seen in Feng Moli now.

She silently endured all the rumors and gossips alone, and even in such an environment she still put herself in other people's shoes and considered them.

Feng Qi really didn't understand why the world couldn't see the good in her young lady. She felt so sad in her heart, but she had no one to talk to.

Feng Moli sat by the window for a long time until her fingertips felt cold. She touched her cheek, shuddered, turned over, went into the room and closed the window.

As soon as she sat down, she heard a sound near the window. Feng Moli stood up again, opened the window, and looked down to see a wounded little fox.

There was a bloodstain on its snow-white fur. Feng Moli smiled and touched its head. "Little fox, where are you from? How did you get hurt?"

The girl picked up the fox and brought it into the room, then took out some medicine and applied it to the fox.

The little fox was seriously injured. Even though Feng Moli had never practiced spiritual energy before, he could still feel the spiritual energy flowing through the wound.

Feng Moli took care of the little fox for several days, and the little fox finally recovered some energy and was able to eat on its own.

Feng Moli also fed him some pills from time to time.

Although Feng Moli does not practice cultivation, his mental strength is extremely strong and he is an expert at refining pills.

The scent of the elixir made the little fox's eyes glow green. He smiled and flattered her.

"I know you have gained spiritual intelligence. Tell me where you came from and I will give it to you." Feng Moli teased it.

The little fox was a little embarrassed and scratched the back of his head with his hind paws. He half-seriously said, "I ran away from the Fantasy Forest. Many people wanted to make a contract with me on the way. I was injured and ran into your room."

"Is that so? Then you are still a treasure?" The girl narrowed her eyes with ill intentions.

The little fox took two steps back on the table and stepped on empty air. Immediately, its claws appeared and it grabbed the table tightly. Several scratches appeared on the table.

"Look how scared you are. Here, I'll give it to you. Don't fall." Feng Moli pulled it and touched its head.

The little fox's smart eyes turned, and he walked forward, picked up the pill and swallowed it, tilting his head proudly, "Don't you want to sign a contract with me? I have a trace of the blood of the ancient mythical beast Nine-tailed Fox."

Feng Moli saw it sitting upright with an arrogant look. She laughed and tapped its forehead with her fingertips. "I am just a useless person who can't practice. Wouldn't it be a burden to you if I signed a contract with you, silly fox?"

The fox's ears drooped down. "But your mental power is extremely strong. Not to mention in the human race, it is very rare in the six realms. What a pity.

I can see that your meridians are strong. If you practice, you will definitely be an amazing genius. It’s a pity that your spiritual veins…”

"Don't feel sorry for me, I'm more worried about your injury." Feng Moli touched her head and didn't care.

Back then, her uncle went against everyone's opinion and saved her life. Although she had never called Xuanyuan Qi uncle, she had never blamed him.

It's good to be alive, isn't it?

The Empress Dowager treated her very well over the years and sent people to bring her gifts every now and then.

Having her frequently enter the palace to accompany him also caused some concerns among the three major families.

The little fox looked at the dazed girl, stood up, raised its head, and with its tail hanging high, it jumped off the table with graceful steps and ran to Feng Moli's bed, curled up, closed its eyes and went to sleep.