Remembering how tired Shang Qinghua had looked when he fell asleep here before, he realized something.
Beneath the title and the power of the feared Prince Shang, this man must have carried his own share of exhaustion.
For the first time, he saw not just a prince, but a man who lived under constant strain.
By the time Yue Mingxuan came back to his senses, Shang Qinghua had already left.
...
The next two days passed quickly like flowing water.
True to his word, Shang Qinghua had Mo Yi deliver the required herbs for detoxification.
Yue Mingxuan carefully sorted them, placing each one into a small wooden box and keeping it close to him.
He didn't even know why he guarded the herbs so carefully maybe because he knew that these herbs were tied directly to Shang Qinghua's life.
Soon, the third day arrived.
Yue Mingxuan had been waiting since dawn.
Everything was ready except for one last thing.
All they needed now was the Emberveil Herb from Mo Yi.
