Fool Prince's Super-power Consort

The last time she refined the Detoxification Pill for the empress, there were still some remaining, so Murong Ling took them out from her storage ring to give to Miao Yin. Miao Yin immediately ate them, and her originally stiff and immovable legs moved.

Ming Xiu was happy too, he thanked Murong Ling solemnly and asked, "Fairy Murong, may I know what kind of spirit herbs are needed for my sister's burning wound on her leg?"

Murong Ling reported all of the spiritual herbs that she needed, "As long as you refine a batch of Body Refinement Pellets, I would be able to recover from my leg injury."

"It just so happens that I have some useful spiritual medicine here. Senior Sister, take it first." Qian Lan took out a few jade boxes from her storage bag and handed them over. Murong Ling opened them and saw that the medicinal properties had been preserved very well, so she nodded and accepted them. As for the remaining medicinal ingredients, they were not something she needed to worry about.

Miao Yin glanced at Qian Lan. This time, she did not choke on her, but found a quiet place to quietly dress herself, only that the burning wound on her leg was still there. With every step she took, she was in extreme pain, and her small face was puckered into a bun.

Miao Yin did not want her to stall for time, so he gave her the Rejuvenation Technique. Her eyes widened, and a look of pain flashed across her face.

Perhaps it was because she had helped her before, but Miao Yin had stuck to her and escaped from her clutches without leaving a single shadow behind. She was so relaxed that she kept on chattering non-stop along the way, to the point that she did not even manage to catch a glimpse of Li Cangmin's cold gaze.

"So you know how to forge pills. You're an incredible apothecary. In the future, I want to be one as well."

"Beautiful elder sister, where is your home? I can't go and play with you."

"Beautiful elder sister, why don't you marry an ice cube? Marrying my brother is so good, my brother really loves people …"

In the beginning, Ming Xiu was just casually listening, but as he heard him being pulled into the water, Senior Li's expression became colder and colder. The killing intent in his eyes had already condensed into substance, and he was deeply afraid that her own sister would cause trouble again, so he immediately covered her mouth and looked at Li Cangmin fawningly, "Senior Li, children's words are unrestrained, children's words are unrestrained. You and Fairy Murong are fated by the heavens, my sister is speaking randomly, don't take it to heart."

Miao Yin was unconvinced, and continued to kick her, in the end, when she pulled at the wound, her eggplant became as cold as frost, and wilted as she threw herself into Ming Xiu's embrace, not daring to make a sound. Ming Xiu immediately wished for her to stay silent, so he intentionally walked a few steps slower, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw her cold gaze move away.

Murong Ling saw that Li Cangmin was again frightening, and couldn't help but shake his head, "She's just spouting nonsense, what are you angry at?"

"You can't even speak nonsense."

In a way, he was terrifyingly stubborn.

Murong Ling could not argue with him, she had no choice but to hurry on her way. After an hour of this, especially avoiding birds and beasts, she finally found the Herba Flaviae before the sun set.

The light fog was growing in a clear valley, a sea of purple that looked magnificent in the last rays of the setting sun. The Light Fog Grass was a single Spirit Grass. It looked like a brush and its leaves were covered in long and thin fur. It looked like a cloud of purple fog.

At dusk, Herba Flaviae s had no poison, it was a good time to pluck them, so Murong Ling squatted down and began to dig. Li Cangmin glanced at them, and then took out his Frost Sword s to cut through them.

Murong Ling only felt a current of air pass by, when she turned her head and saw the purple rain that covered the entire sky, not only did she not feel anything romantic, he was even so angry that her liver hurt.

Qian Lan paused, and looked over in doubt. Qian Lan explained before Murong Ling could say anything, "Senior Li, Herba Flaviae s can only be used when their roots are complete. You can't even use something that's harvested like this."

The Herba Flaviae s that were initially stuck together had been left empty-handed by him, and were bald like evidence. Li Cangmin pursed his lips, then realized that everyone was consciously squatting down and digging, and only he used his sword.

Miao Yin snickered and talked to Ming Xiu, "Royal Brother, do not even Senior Li look at the Spirit Grasses?"

Ming Xiu felt that it would be better not to add fuel to the fire. The very understanding Li Cangmin walked down the stairs, "Senior Li is definitely a Sword Cultivator, it's not like we have to learn all kinds of cultivation, it's normal for us to not know about the habits of spirit herbs."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Miao Yin nodded, and peeked at Li Cangmin. Seeing his stiff face, he turned his eyes, "Senior Li, my sister is angry, why don't you go and apologize?"

Li Cangmin's gaze shifted, he realized that the redness on Murong Ling's face had already turned ashen, and his expression froze. He could only apologise in front of so many people with no power to lower himself, thus the Spiritual Sense sent a sound transmission to him, "Ling'er, this king …"

Murong Ling glared at him. "Your entire room of Grand Master's books should also be filled with profound knowledge. Why don't you even know the habits of Herba Flaviae and how they were injected with poison? How did you find these spiritual herbs for me before? "

Li Cangmin knew he was in the wrong, and twitched his mouth, "Those books in the Grand Master are all enlightenments, he previously accepted my master, which means that the first Palace Lord to be his disciple, those books were all for my master to read. He himself had never read them before, so he did not read them either." He paused for a moment before continuing, "As for the past, the few spiritual herbs I found for you are quite common, and This King happens to know them."

Murong Ling was helpless, seeing that there were only a quarter of the Herba Flaviae left, he felt pain in her heart, "Forget it, forget it, I'll forgive you this time, go back to the palace and punish you to memorize the < Classification of Spirit Grasses >. "Let's pick the herbs."

This matter was finally over.

Li Cangmin secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and took the spade Murong Ling threw to him and started to dig. Even though he was squatting down to dig, he was still handsome and calm, like a goddess.

Miao Yin's eyes lit up and tugged on Ming Xiu's sleeves, "Royal Brother, Senior Li is so powerful, just glancing at big sister, I'm not angry anymore."

"They sent mental messages." Ming Xiu was already helpless towards his sister's rough lines, he knocked her on the head, "You are clumsy, go to the side and rest, we will come."

Miao Yin looked at the Herba Flaviae in her hands that had its roots completely destroyed, and immediately hid it away. She thought for a moment, then listened to Ming Xiu's advice and took out a soft bed, watching them dig the grass and watch them sleep. When she woke up again, she was already filled with stars.

There was a familiar place in her sight, but there was a bonfire not too far away from it, an enticing fragrance wafted over, her stomach growled uncontrollably, and she looked at Ming Xiu who was roasting the meat, and said tenderly, "Royal Brother, I'm hungry."