"To express the sincerity of our cooperation, here are ten bottles of Spirit Pills as compensation. Brother Zhan, take them."
Lin Qingluo nodded satisfactorily, waved her hand, and tossed out ten bottles of Spirit Pills, which floated in front of Luo Zhan.
"Alright."
Luo Zhan's brows furrowed, accepting the Spirit Pills with a bow and left.
*
Posthouse.
Ming Xiang peeped through a curtain, secretly glancing into Xuanyuan Li's room.
Prince had entered the palace last night and had kept his door shut since his return. With the afternoon approaching, there was still no sign of him.
Princess had already awakened, and without the Prince around, how could she comfort the Princess alone?
What a headache!
"Creak."
As Xuanyuan Li's door made a slight noise, Ming Xiang's eyes brightened. Without thinking, she hurried over and arrived just as the door was about to be opened.
"Ouch, my goodness, are you trying to scare me to death, you little rascal?"