After resting through the night, Song Qingshu woke the next day feeling refreshed, as if all his recent fatigue had been swept away. Several maidservants had long since prepared fresh clothes and waited by the window. Orchid Sword held up a porcelain bowl filled with golden-yellow liquid and offered it to him. "Please rinse your mouth, Master."
Song Qingshu took it and drank a mouthful. It carried the fragrance of medicine and a faint bitterness. Having held high office and even been emperor before, he naturally recognized it. "There's no need to use ginseng soup for rinsing in the future. It's far too wasteful."
Plum Sword smiled slightly. "Master worries too much. Lingjiu Palace is located in the Tianshan Mountains, and we also receive tribute from the Thirty-six Islands and Seventy-two Caves. We may lack other things, but the storerooms are full of ginseng, snow lotuses, and the like. Besides, you are the revered lord of Lingjiu Palace. How could it be considered wasteful for you to enjoy them?"
Song Qingshu froze for a moment, not expecting Lingjiu Palace to be so extravagantly wealthy in this regard. He smiled. "These ginseng and snow lotuses can be saved for refining medicine. I'll have great use for them in the future. Wouldn't that be better than using them to rinse my mouth?" The Xiaoyao School had always excelled at medicine-making, and the Nine Revolutions Bear Snake Pill was one of the finest healing medicines in the martial world. He himself also knew how to refine several other medicines. He could produce a large quantity of them, and whether they were used to treat wounded soldiers or cultivate experts, the future demand would certainly be considerable.
"Yes, we shall obey Master's command." The four sisters answered crisply.
By then, Song Qingshu had already