Prince Ping had secretly met with someone and had inadvertently been caught red-handed by Lin Su and the others. This person carried a peculiar fragrance. Even Zhang Haoran, who prided himself on knowing flowers and plants like the back of his hand, had smelled it for the first time.
Outside Lixian Pavilion in Prince Ping's Estate grew Demon Race manluo flowers. Ordinary humans generally did not recognize this flower, but Lin Su did! Where had he learned of it? Old Master Li at Lingnan Academy had found three hundred years far too tedious and had crammed over twenty rooms full of all manner of strange knowledge, including illustrated guides and descriptions of every kind of flower.
After taking a turn through his rooms, Lin Su had paid particular attention to the Devil Race and Demon Race, so naturally he knew of their various exotic flowers and herbs.
The manluo flower was a Demon Race flower, growing everywhere in the Holy Land of the Demon Race, where it was nothing unusual. Yet the moment it left that holy land, it would die. Cultivating it elsewhere was extraordinarily difficult. Thus, Lin Su had never seen this flower with his own eyes in the outside world.
That raised a question: why had Prince Ping insisted on growing this Demon Race flower in his estate? One had to know that the flower itself was not especially beautiful, while keeping it alive required enormous expense.
No normal household would spend such a fortune merely to cultivate several flowers that had no practical value and were not even particularly attractive.
The Third Prince was not some spoiled playboy.
Though he spent money like flowing water, he spent every coin on the blade's edge.
Competing with the Crown Prince required money everywhere. He would only ever think