Lai Hongbo, ever the sarcastic one, interrupted.

"Now that His Highness the Crown Prince hasn't given you the elixir, the Third Prince has said these words for your sake, which will offend the Crown Prince. He'll probably suffer the consequences when he goes back."

Mo Yunlan frowned and said seriously, "We have no relation to His Highness the Crown Prince. I cannot demand that he give us the pills, nor will I blame him for not giving us the pills. He has no such obligation."

Ling Yongnian looked at her with even more tenderness, "Miss Mo is truly understanding."

"Thank you for the medicine, Third Prince." Mo Yunlan took out a stack of silver notes. "This is 100,000 taels, my payment for the medicine."

Ling Yongnian accepted the silver note without hesitation, showing great understanding. "Very well, this way Lord Mo can use it with peace of mind."

"Are you going to use your own spiritual power to repair Lord Mo's dantian?" Ling Yongnian asked.

Mo Yunlan nodded.

Ling Yongnian said with concern, "When will you repair it? I'll help you."

Mo Yunlan looked up at him with a puzzled expression.

Ling Yongnian looked at her with even more tenderness and heartache, "Women with cultivation talent are extremely rare. I don't want another genius girl to fall."

Lai Hongbo: "Third Prince, you feel sorry for her, but you can't damage your own spiritual power..."

Ling Yongnian interrupted him angrily, "Shut up, fifty lashes."

Lai Hongbo lowered his head dejectedly and agreed, but glared at Mo Yunlan fiercely, blaming her for harming the Third Prince.

Mo Yunlan smiled, a slight smirk playing on her lips.

Now... she just felt embarrassed.

Ling Yongnian walked beside her. "It's noon now. You can have your meal. May I invite Miss Mo to have lunch with me?"

"No, Ah Zhao is waiting for me, thank you." Mo Yunlan said, then turned and ran away.

She felt that if she didn't leave soon, someone would start talking.

Sure enough, before she even stepped outside, she heard Lai Hongbo's voice.

"Your Highness, you have important matters to attend to, how can you find the time..."

"Shut up! One hundred strokes of the cane."

Listening to the conversation, Mo Yunlan shuddered, suddenly feeling so awkward that she got goosebumps all over.

She hurriedly ran out of Wanbaoge, and right at the entrance, she suddenly bumped into it.

The cold, hard object hit her, making her nose bridge ache.

She looked up and saw Nie You standing there, sword in hand, as steady as a mountain, looking at her innocently. She roared again, "It's you again!"

He'll break her nose sooner or later!

"Miss Mo, you really have a silver tongue after eating grapes."

After Nie You finished complaining, he looked down and saw a piece of paper on the ground. He bent down, picked it up, glanced at the words on it, and handed it to her.

"Your poem is a good poem."

"No, you can have it!" Mo Yunlan was in a hurry to get home, so she held back her temper and didn't throw a punch.

Nie You was bumped on the shoulder by her, so he picked up the Xuan paper and took another look at the poem.

I would rather forgo a single sorrow than let my heart's secrets remain unknown.

I am pleased by your awakening from worldly ways; you know the difference in mind.

It seems to be an acrostic poem.

"My heart is set on you." Nie Youmu blushed.

This is a love poem!

He was blushing when Mo Yunlan rushed back in a flurry of activity.

She angrily snatched the Xuan paper from his hand, "I won't give it to you, this is my Ah Zhao's."

Nie You didn't even get a clear look at her before she ran off like a gust of wind.

He was completely bewildered by the robbery.

He grabbed the medicine in a daze, then left in a daze.

In the backyard of Wanbaoge, Ling Yongnian sat back down and casually played a tune on his zither.

Lai Hongbo: "Third Prince, do you think Mo Yunlan can understand that acrostic poem?"

Judging from Mo Yunlan's reaction just now, he really doubted her intelligence.

"As long as your heart is moved, you will understand." Ling Yongnian closed his eyes and smiled as he played a piece on the piano.