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Ling Jiudao still harbored resentment towards Qi Xiaomian, yet he dared not slack off any longer. Before even reaching the residence, he had already instructed his servants to invite Yong Huai for a discussion.
Yong Huai was quick to respond, cooperating and staying up late alongside him. However, Ling Jiudao encountered significant issues while preparing the medicine; at critical moments, before Yong Huai could intervene, the medicine would spoil on its own.
After several such incidents, his frustration grew. The prince inquired multiple times a day, and during this period, Cai had visited once, speaking with a hint of expectation that left Ling Jiudao feeling anxious.
Yong Huai suggested that perhaps there was an issue with the Medicine Catalyst.
Upon hearing this, Ling Jiudao felt as if he had grasped a lifeline. Whether or not it was truly the Medicine Catalyst that was faulty didn’t matter; it could very well be!
He abandoned Yong Huai and rushed disheveled towards the Prince's Mansion.
Yong Huai stared at the Whale Oil for a while before turning to leave Ling Manor as well.
At that moment, Xiao Ye was reporting A Si's movements to those in the Small Tavern. Two days had passed since A Si's confession.
It was within Sang Qingxiao's expectations that Xiao Ye could hold back from killing Ling Qian. A Si had indeed planned to torment Ling Qian to death; the sudden attack that day stemmed from fear that Sang Qingxiao would intervene to protect Ling Qian. In a moment of panic, A Si had acted first.
Now that he knew she wouldn’t protect Ling Qian, he continued to slowly torment her.
According to Xiao Ye, aside from singing, he lingered near the Prince's Mansion, relishing in Ling Qian's suffering.
When Yong Huai entered the Small Tavern, he sighed, "It's still warm here."
Why hadn’t he put up a talisman for himself? With all this coldness surrounding him, he shouldn’t take his high cultivation for granted; even a Demon Catcher could fall ill.
Lost in thought and momentarily distracted, he forgot about it.
Misha brought Yong Huai a bowl of steaming lamb soup. The pepper was heavily sprinkled; after taking a sip, the spiciness hit him hard, making him sweat quickly and clearing his stuffy nose.
This soup!
Yong Huai gulped it down and asked Misha for another bowl. Misha also served him a bowl of noodles alongside the lamb soup.
Just one thin noodle, wide and chewy, filled the entire bowl. Misha separately prepared a bowl of lamb chops for him and included some chili oil as well.
After enjoying that comforting sensation for a while, Yong Huai found himself chewing tastelessly as he continued eating.
"What's wrong? Not to your liking?" Sang Qingxiao asked.
Feeling somewhat uncomfortable inside, Yong Huai remained silent for a moment before replying, "Miss Sang, do you know about the royal family's secret medicine's Medicine Catalyst?"
He had no intention of listening to Sang Qingxiao's response and continued speaking to himself. It was Whale Oil, extremely clear in appearance and accompanied by a lingering, unique fragrance.
How did Lord Yong know it was Whale Oil? The Yong Family had a bottle, but its quality was far inferior to what he had seen at the Ling Family; the oil was murky, and the scent was not as pure, carrying a hint of meatiness.
The elder who taught us once mentioned that the Whale Oil extracted from ordinary whales is milky white, has a strong meaty smell, and lacks medicinal value.
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