Qin Liuxi sat down in her courtyard and was given a bowl of ginseng soup, all made from the same ginseng whisker. Qi Huang originally intended for the few people in the courtyard to drink it, but since the master returned, she would naturally be prioritized.
"Drink up quickly to replenish your energy. You shouldn't have used your True Qi just now," Qi Huang said with a pained expression, reproaching her, "You've been overworking for some time now, even the best of people can't withstand such exertion."
Qin Liuxi smiled slightly.
"You can still smile," Qi Huang chided, rolling her eyes at Qin Liuxi's noticeably thinner face. She happened to catch sight of the Little Ginseng Spirit quietly emerging from the earth and walked over, saying, "Another one, please."
Little Ginseng Spirit: "?"
"Without the master, there wouldn't be you. Look how weak she has become. A small one, let me make a ginseng chicken soup for her, ginseng and chicken both eaten together."
