"Does Your Highness still remember the boy you saved when you were receiving treatment in Mingyan County?"
Qin Zhaoyue recalled for a moment, "I vaguely remember, her name was Li... what was it again?"
He was the first to step forward and offer to help her, even if it seemed hopeless.
Qin Zhaoyue still vaguely remembered his unexpectedly open-minded smile when facing life and death; it was hard to imagine that a young man could have such insightful courage.
Sui Mo said, "His name is Li Xuan. On the surface, he is the young master of a pharmacy, but in reality, he is the youngest son of Li Dajing, a wealthy merchant of Yutai Trading Company, who keeps him as a mistress."
Qin Zhaoyue was taken aback.
If someone can be called a tycoon, then the scale of their business must be considerable.
However, after quietly swallowing a portion of the "kickbacks" from the four great families, she has now lost most of her motivation to make money.
"Li Xuan passed the provincial examination this autumn and has settled in the capital early. He is now preparing for the spring imperial examination."
He has sent several visiting cards requesting an audience with Your Highness, and has also brought some rare and precious medicinal herbs, which I have accepted on Your Highness's behalf for the time being.
Qin Zhaoyue shrugged indifferently, "You can decide what to do."
She didn't expect anything in return for saving her life.
But if the other party is both willing and capable, and takes the initiative to show goodwill, she will not be pretentious and turn them away.
"Don't you always say that breakthroughs in cultivation require aged medicine?"
"We could try connecting them with a company; the price would be reasonable. By the way,"
She suddenly remembered something, her gaze sweeping over the members of the Mo Group.
"Your cultivation levels have all improved, right?"
Sui Mo's expression stiffened slightly.
Yes, she has been promoted to the fourth rank, and all members of the Ink Group have reached the fifth rank.
The fact that a lot of stockpiled medicinal herbs were used up during the advancement was one aspect, but more importantly, during the month or so that His Highness was away from the capital, everyone seemed to be holding back their energy and cultivating like their lives depended on it.
The resentment and humiliation of being unable to accompany His Highness as a bodyguard due to his low cultivation level, and having to watch helplessly as His Highness faced danger, transformed into his strongest motivation.
Once this motivation is strong enough, one becomes unrestrained in cultivation, and the consumption of various auxiliary medicinal materials naturally flows like water.
"Yes... everyone is working hard and their cultivation is steadily improving," Suimo replied, carefully choosing his words.
Qin Zhaoyue nodded and asked casually:
"How have the medicinal herbs been consumed in the manor over the past month?"
An eerie silence suddenly fell over the entire venue, as if the previously lively atmosphere had been doused with cold water.
Finally... they asked the most crucial question.
Sui Mo suddenly stood up, her voice urgent: "Why is the mutton taking so long to arrive? I'll go to the kitchen and urge them!"
Mo Yi stood up immediately after him, "It seems we don't have enough barbecue meat either, I'll go check."
Mo Er also hurriedly stood up, "The preparations are still insufficient. I'll go to the street to buy some more."
Mo San was even more straightforward: "The milk tea seems to be almost gone. I'll go and make some more."
...
In the blink of an eye, the members of the Mo Group, who had been sitting together, found various excuses to leave their seats and run outside, causing a momentary commotion.
The smile on Qin Zhaoyue's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a sense of foreboding, and her expression darkened.
"Halt! You bunch of spendthrifts, just how many good things have you ruined behind my back?!"
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