Lin Qingxue took a deep breath, suppressing the little twinge of emotion in her heart. Then, with a gentle smile, she walked over. "It's so late, but I saw the lights were still on over here, so I made some soup and brought it over."
"Little sister... how is she doing?"
"Not very well. Her foundation was badly damaged."
Zhang Chen gently laid Mu Wanqing down, then took Lin Qingxue's hand and led her to sit by the bed. Lowering his voice, he explained, "Qingxue, don't get the wrong idea."
"I saved her for no carnal reasons."
"This girl has the Wood Spirit Body."
"The Wood Spirit Body?"
At this, Lin Qingxue's beautiful eyes widened.
She came from a lineage.
Naturally, she had read about this kind of physique in ancient texts.
"You mean... that physique which lets its bearer communicate with plants from birth, giving them a great advantage in everything from cultivating spirit herbs to refining pills?"
"Exactly."
Zhang Chen nodded, his expression solemn. "Those fools from the Wang Family don't know what they're looking at. They only see her as a cauldron to harvest. But to me, she's a living gold mine."
"Our Zhang Family's territory is much larger now, and we'll only need more and more pills in the future."
"If we can win her over and have her manage the Herb Garden and refine pills for the family, our Zhang Family's foundations will grow by at least thirty percent."
At that, the last trace of jealousy in Lin Qingxue's heart vanished instantly.
In its place came the clear-headed delight of a woman of the house.
She knew all too well what a talent like this meant to a rising family.
For the sake of the family's future, spending a few third-tier pills was nothing.
Even