When the Empress Becomes a Rich Family's Wasted Daughter

The Fu family's VIP lounge is decorated in a luxurious yet simple style, making people feel very comfortable.

Rong Zhen glanced lazily at the door of the room, looked at Gu Zhaozhao and the others, and said calmly.

"I'm going to rest inside for a while. If anyone is looking for me, tell him to wait."

After saying this, he curved his pair of sparkling eyes, pushed open the door of the small room, and separated himself from the rest of the people.

Gu Zhaozhao blinked.

It seems that Rongzhen is really tired.

Everyone present was familiar to everyone. Gu Zhaozhao was tired after running around all morning and was just about to take off her high heels and lie down on the sofa to rest.

The phone rings.

When she saw the phone number, her face froze and then she spoke bitterly.

"I have to go say hello to my elders, Micky, please keep Fu Ling company for me."

After saying that, she spoke to Fu Ling again somewhat nervously.

"Don't forget what I told you on WeChat."

After saying that, Gu Zhaozhao frowned, sighed, rubbed his sore ankle, opened the door and left as if resigned to his fate.

Rongzhen looked at the decoration layout in the room. It was the same as the design drawings she had received. The drawings Yang Changxu gave her even clearly showed the layout of each room.

There seem to be various ways to gather intelligence in this world...

Rely on the powerful mobile teacher.

There are also computers and electronic equipment mentioned by Yang Changxu.

Rongzhen has roughly understood it with the help of the mobile phone teacher, but many things are indeed beyond her cognition, if she must explain.

It can be explained as the advancement of human wisdom and technology.

Rongzhen took off her shoes, sat cross-legged, lowered her eyes to adjust her skirt, and held the jade hairpin in her hand.

A gentle white light enveloped Rong Zhen.

The jade hairpin in the palm of the hand began to spin, and as it spun, spiritual energy rose from the hairpin.

Spiritual energy surged into Rong Zhen’s head and chest.

The spiritual power of the jade hairpin was pure and gentle, rushing into Rong Zhen's meridians. With the help of the Xuantian Jue, Rong Zhen could feel that the blocked meridians in her body showed signs of loosening.

Xuantian Art, practice to become the main god, be born and nurtured by nature, and condense the godhood.

However, this is only the master's master, who has passed it down from generation to generation orally, and has never seen it.

It is said that in the lineage of Heavenly Dao that she follows, the highest practitioners have reached the level of Demigod, achieved initial immortality, and refined the void to ascend.

But it is just a record in the manual left by the Taoist temple, and it is unknown whether it is true or not.

Xuantian Jue helped Rongzhen a lot. If it weren't for this magical practice technique, which allowed Rongzhen to reach the master level, her path to becoming an emperor would have been aborted halfway or even become even more difficult.

Although he has never participated in the rankings of the martial arts world or the government.

But Rong Zhen is indeed one of the best masters in the entire dynasty.

A Grandmaster level can still stabilize the situation, but if he goes further, can he really become a god or an immortal?

Rong Zhenxin.

May God help her.

To ensure the prosperity of the dynasty and the safety of the people.

Maybe she can make up for it.

Therefore, if one can really become a god, perhaps it is not impossible.

Putting aside the distracting thoughts in her mind, Rong Zhen did it many times, guiding the spiritual energy into the meridians. She guided and flushed it again and again, slowly clearing the blocked and narrow meridians....

The brain becomes clearer.

The mind is clean.

Rongzhen slowly opened her eyes, her dark eyes seemed to be dotted with sunlight, and were exceptionally clear and bright.

Although my speed, strength, reaction, and endurance are not comparable to those in my previous life, but...

In the world she observed, it should be the pinnacle of ordinary people.

With the help of the aura of the lily...

This spiritual object is extremely rare, otherwise, Rong Zhen would have tried every possible means to obtain this spiritual object or half of it.

The spiritual creature has lost some of its spiritual energy, but has not yet been downgraded to a semi-spiritual creature.

Rongzhen frowned slightly.

She had to hurry and tell Gu Yan that she wanted to buy the jade hairpin.

She likes it both in terms of style and function.

Use a hairpin to tie your hair back together.

Rongzhen glanced at the woman in the mirror and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Belongs to her.

She had no interest in giving it to anyone.

When I opened the door of the small room, it was no surprise that I saw Yang Changxu. He was dressed in a suit and had his hair combed up, looking much more mature than before.

He exuded a faint sense of confidence and bowed slightly to Rong Zhen.

"Miss."

Rongzhen smiled.

"Well, are you all ready?"

There was a hint of excitement in Yang Changxu's eyes, but he tried hard to suppress it and nodded.

Micky looked confused.

President Yan asked her to send someone from the team to pick up Rong Zhen, but isn’t Miss Rong the boss’s female companion?

But she completed the job with the attitude of a good agent who could do anything.

I didn't ask any more questions.

However, I feel that Rong Zhen's temperament seems to be more like a banished immortal...

In today's society, it is difficult to find words to describe it.

Mysterious women are indeed more attractive.

Fu Ling was also a little surprised. Although Rong Zhen was a prominent figure in the school, she had always been low-key. Although she was not very enthusiastic towards her seniors, she was very polite.

Now, seeing an adult man, he lowered his head and looked submissive in front of Rong Zhen as if he were her subordinate.

That feeling is still indescribably weird.

It seemed as if Rongzhen's coming to college to study acting was like completing some kind of secret mission.

Rongzhen seemed to see the confusion of the two people, but just smiled indifferently and didn't say much.

Yang Changxu's voice was not loud, but there were only a few people in the room and they could all hear it clearly.

"Miss, Rong Qingfeng brought Rong Qin'an and Rong Qianqian to attend the Fu family banquet, and they have arrived now."

Micky was surprised.

Miss?

Talk about it.

Miss Rong seems to have never talked about her origins...

Fu Ling was puzzled.

what?

Is this school girl really the eldest daughter of a wealthy family? In this day and age, is there really such a title like in a TV series?

"It's time for lunch."

Rong Zhen looked at the three of them thoughtfully.

Micky was stunned, then realized that Rongzhen meant having lunch, so he concealed his confusion and explained.

"There is a restaurant for this banquet. When we go there, there will be an usher to guide us."

“The staff member who connected with me also sent me information about the meal, but…”

Micky glanced at his phone.

The text message above.

The seats were arranged for Gu Yan and his female companion.

There was also a dining seat for her as one of the five members of Gu Yan's entourage.

As for the seats for Gu Zhaozhao and his male companion.

And the seat of this man who seems to be Rongzhen's subordinate?

Micky scratched his head.

"You can also arrange for him to eat at the staff table."

Rongzhen looked at Micky and then smiled.

"Trouble."

Micky waved his hands and said that this was what he should do.

but.

She always has a doubt.

At this meal, the second generations of the major wealthy families sit together to eat...and the elders...what are they talking about?