The old butler looked at Murong Qing's determined look and could not say more but sigh helplessly.
'I don't know whether this girl is good or bad for the prince…'
***
Imperial Palace.
Inside the imperial study room...
A man in dragon robes sat on the dragon chair. He flipped through the folders in his hand and asked, "Qing'er has brought back Flower King. Have you heard anything from State Preceptor? Can Qing'er consume the fruit now?"
The eunuch stood by with a feather duster in his hand and said respectfully, "Emperor, this flower has been raised within the harem, and when it blossoms and bears fruit, it will be able to save the prince."
"Hmm."
The man's tightly furrowed brow loosened, and he smiled faintly.
'Qing'er has gone through a lot all these years. Everyone is worried about his poor health. If the flower can heal him, it doesn't even matter if he can't cultivate.'
