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Chapter 393: The Blessed One
Chapter 393: The Blessed One
The spring breeze caressed Wushan, bringing warmth to the land. Meng Qianqian, Lu Yuan, Chen Long, Ji Li, and Luo San strolled towards the small garden.
Zamu Duo served them tea and unique snacks from Miaojiang.
Meng Qianqian spoke, "Zamu Duo, Grandmother asked you to bring the medicine box to her. She's in Changle's courtyard."
Zamu Duo replied, "I understand, Young Lady. I'll go right away."
After Zamu Duo left, Luo Shan picked up a snack from the table and offered it to the group, "Wushan's fresh flower cakes are better than the osmanthus cakes in the capital. Ah Yuan, try this."
Lu Yuan gave him a cold stare, "Who gave you the right to call me Ah Yuan?"
Luo Shan spread his hands, "Then what should I call you? Grand Marshal? Your esteemed position doesn't hold much weight here in Miaojiang."
This was an undeniable truth; no matter how high Lu Yuan's official rank was, in Miaojiang, one's status was determined by their position within the local hierarchy.
Meng Qianqian's words were sharp, "But if we're talking about status, it seems he outranks you."
Luo Shan was speechless.
Damn it! He couldn't beat Lu Yuan in the capital, and now he couldn't beat him in Miaojiang either!
Ji Li began fiddling with his Fengshui compass again.
"Do you have news of the Twelve Guards?" Si She asked him.
Whenever the Twelve Guards appeared, Ji Li could use his Fengshui compass to roughly determine their location.
So, when Ji Li started messing with the compass, Si She instinctively assumed there was news of the Twelve Guards.
"No," Ji Li replied, his expression turning serious as he frowned, "The compass isn't moving. It's broken. Chen Long, did you steal a fake one?"
Chen Long retorted, "If I were fake, I wouldn't be able to steal a fake one."
Ji Li's face darkened.
Si She asked, "Isn't it a good thing that it's not moving?"
Ji Li thought for a moment, "Yes, it is."
The Fengshui compass usually stopped moving for two reasons: either the situation was too significant for the compass to handle, or nothing was happening.
But could he really be that unlucky for nothing to happen?
"Eh? What's this?"
Meng Qianqian discovered a strange plant under the stone table. It had pale purple flower buds, golden stamens, and serrated leaves.
"Don't touch it!"
Luo Shan stopped her.
Meng Qianqian's hand, which was about to touch the plant, froze. "What's wrong?"
Luo Shan cautiously crawled over and examined the plant, "Duoluo! Duoluo!"
Duoluo was the name of the head servant.
Hearing the young master's call, he hurried forward, "Young Master."
Luo Shan exclaimed excitedly, "Quickly, take a look. Is this the Purple Dream Grass my grandfather mentioned?"
What was this Purple Dream Grass? Meng Qianqian felt that Miaojiang was an entirely new and vast world to her.
Lu Yuan explained, "Purple Dream Grass is an extremely rare herb. Although it has no healing properties itself, when used as a medicinal catalyst, it can enhance the effectiveness of a medicine tenfold. Your grandmother's Revitalizing Pill used Purple Dream Grass. However, this grass is very delicate, and its survival depends on luck. There's a legend in Wushan—only the blessed one can find the Purple Dream Grass."
Meng Qianqian asked curiously, "How do you know about this?"
The library in the Duke's Mansion didn't have any books related to Wushan.
Lu Yuan nonchalantly said, "This morning, when you wouldn't let me get up, I had no choice but to read to pass the time so I wouldn't wake you."
Chen Long's face darkened.
Meng Qianqian's face turned red, and she muttered, "When did I not let you get up?"
Luo Shan was thrilled, "Hahaha! Purple Dream Grass! It's Purple Dream Grass! I found the Purple Dream Grass!"
Lu Yuan poured cold water on his excitement, "It's not yours, so why are you so happy?"
Luo Shan felt like he had been struck by lightning!
Yes, it grew in the Liu family, and it was discovered by the young lady of the Liu family.
He had nothing to do with it, so why should he be happy?
Oh no—
He was so miserable—
It's the second watch of the night, and I've already received my cat! I'm on my way home, happy day! Dear readers, do you have any cat tickets?
(End of Chapter)
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