"Palace Mistress, you flatter me. It was just luck!" Nie Yun said with a faint smile.
If Yun Fei had not reminded him, he would never have imagined that medicinal herbs possessed Essence, Qi, and Spirit, much less used such a method.
Thinking of this, he turned to look at the friend he had met on the road, only to see that Yun Fei was equally astonished. His eyes stared fixedly at the medicinal herbs in the distance, which had already begun to recover, his face full of disbelief.
He had merely proposed the theory. He had never expected it not only to succeed, but to have such an effect. No wonder Yun Fei looked like that.
"Only those with strength have luck. I'll take you to the herb garden now. If you can solve the problems with all the medicinal herbs, every promise I made before will stand!"
With a wave of Palace Mistress Bi Yao's hand, the few plants before them were collected away. She turned and strode outside.
Jing Lian glanced at Nie Yun, gritted her teeth, and followed.
Her thoughts were in turmoil. She had assumed these two were merely lecherous wastrels with no learning or skill, yet she had not expected them to possess such genuine talent. Even her master, with her usual temperament, had revealed undisguised praise.
She secretly looked toward the young man from earlier, and a wave of dejection rose within her uncontrollably.
She had always believed that this young man was merely putting on airs before her, that once he got the chance, he would surely reveal his true colors. Yet after observing him for so long, even deliberately watching him while she danced just now... the result wounded her deeply. He had not focused his attention on her at all,