âYou intend to use charm techniques to erase the Empressâs memory?â
Lin Qingluoâs heart trembled, and she abruptly turned her head away, avoiding his gaze.
âMiss is clever. You guessed it right in one try.â
Noble Lordâs eyes danced as he chuckled lightly, âI enjoy talking with smart people.â
Lin Qingluo sighed, âCharming techniques can confuse others, but they also harm your own foundation. Long-term use will deplete your vitality, leading to premature aging.â
âI need Missâs Spirit Pills.â
Noble Lord gently massaged his temples, as if feeling somewhat fatigued. His thoughts seemed disordered for a moment.
âEven with Spirit Pills replenishing your vitality, you cannot use them for an extended period.â
Lin Qingluo bluntly pointed out the truth: âThe loss of vitality shortens your lifespan. Judging by your current complexion, your foundation is already depleted. Recovery would be difficult.â
âIâm not afraid of life and death. The only thing I care about is the Prince.â
The light in Noble Lordâs eyes dimmed for a moment but quickly adjusted, as he regained his alluring demeanor.
âYou provide Spirit Pills, and I will help you deceive the Emperor. This deal does not put Miss Lin at a disadvantage.â
The secret chamber was silent, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
Lin Qingluo fell into sorrowful contemplation, her thoughts complex and chaotic.
âMiss Lin has no better way to escape the Emperorâs pursuit and protect the Duke of Zhenâs household at present.â
Seeing that she remained silent, Noble Lord leisurely spoke again: âSince thatâs the case, why not cooperate with me happily?â
âThe Spirit Pill, Iâll give it to you.â
Lin Qingluo sighed dejectedly, took out a bottle of Foundation Strengthening and Essence Nurturing Pills from her Storage Ring, and threw it to Noble Lord.
Noble Lordâs eyes brightened, and he removed the cork, pouring out a pill that exuded a rich fragrance.
After a thoughtful moment, he placed the pill in his mouth and swallowed.
As soon as the Spirit Pill entered his mouth, it dissolved, and a surge of pure spiritual power flowed through every inch of his body.
Revitalized, the sour pain in his brow gradually faded, and his body felt much more relaxed: âMiss Lin is truly a divine doctor in this world; the effect of the Spirit Pill is exceptional.â
Lin Qingluoâs gaze darkened, âI have given you the Spirit Pill, I hope you can keep your promise.â
âNaturally, I always keep my promises.â
Noble Lordâs eyes twinkled, appearing to be smiling: âWhat else does Miss Lin have to worry about? Didnât you just witness the Princeâs care for you at the Mental Cultivation Hall?â
Lin Qingluoâs heart fluttered, âWhy was Xuanâer at the Mental Cultivation Hall?â
âHe overheard from an attendant that the Emperor summoned you and hid in the Mental Cultivation Hall, wanting to surprise you. Unexpectedly, he heard something he shouldnât have.â
Noble Lordâs gaze flickered as he sighed somberly, âHeâs still a child. I genuinely didnât want him to be exposed to these things. The cruel struggle for imperial power is full of bloodshed. Hopefully, this incident wonât leave a shadow on his young heart.â
I shouldnât have come back!
Lin Qingluoâs heart sank as a sudden thought flashed through her mind.
Thinking of her loved ones who cared for her, she shook her head, forcibly dispelling her chaotic thoughts.
âHereâs a Spirit Pill that can ensure the Empressâs safety. As for detoxification, Iâm not that kind-hearted. Let the Imperial Physician slowly detoxify her. It will take a year or half a year, but sheâll eventually recover.â
âMiss is truly straightforward.â
Noble Lord caught the Spirit Pill and smirked playfully.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âSince the deal has been reached, I will not bother you any longer. Iâll be waiting for your good news in the Duke of Zhenâs mansion.â
She had been in the palace for quite some time now, and with the fire in the Mental Cultivation Hall, Lin Qingluo was worried that her family would be anxious. She didnât want to delay any longer and stood up to take her leave.
Noble Lord nodded with a seemingly amused smile, âThe Prince is worried about you, so please take care of him during these days. I have to serve the Emperor and wonât have time for the Prince.â
âAlright.â
Lin Qingluo agreed readily.
She was also concerned about the Little Prince.
Witnessing the Empress being presented with poisoned wine would inevitably leave a dark cloud over the innocent childâs heart.
What should she do?