At his words, faint black lines appeared on Xue Qinghe's forehead as she thought to herself, He obviously can't bear to part with the pills, yet he insists on saying the Swan Martial Soul is useless.
A moment later, she suppressed her anger and maintained her gentle smile as she said meaningfully, "Brother Lin, that is not quite right. Even if state affairs keep me busy, I cannot neglect cultivation. After all, there are truly very few people around me whom I can rely on."
After a slight pause, she added, "If Brother Lin is willing to join me in accomplishing great things, then I will have no need to improve my strength any further."
With things having been said to this point, Lin Mu decisively took out a jade bottle and stuffed it into Xue Qinghe's hand.
"Your Highness, given our relationship, this bottle of pills is a gift for you."
"Thank you, Brother Lin."
The moment she finished speaking, Xue Qinghe noticed something was wrong. The quality of these pills was noticeably inferior to the ones Ye Lingling had absorbed.
Xue Qinghe immediately frowned slightly. "These pills are clearly not of the same quality as the ones she absorbed."
"Uh, there's no helping it. The medicinal herbs are limited. These are already the only pills left."
Lin Mu spread his hands, with no intention whatsoever of taking out higher-quality pills.
Hearing this, Xue Qinghe felt displeased, along with an inexplicable trace of bitterness. Yet she had no way to refute him and could only stew in silence.
After a while, the soft white light and floral fragrance around Ye Lingling gradually receded.
She slowly opened her eyes. They seemed to contain the flowing radiance of stars, while her entire aura became even more ethereal and otherworldly, gaining a