"Offend me?!"
Xiao Yeyang looked at Daohua in surprise, pondered for a moment, and asked with a smile, "Have you done something bad behind my back that you owe me an apology for?"
Daohua involuntarily shrank her neck.
Seeing her like this, Xiao Yeyang really became curious; "What exactly did you do that you owe me an apology for?"
Daohua shook her head: "I didn’t do anything, I just accepted something someone gave to me."
Xiao Yeyang’s smile faded, knowing Daohua was not a frivolous person. What she would accept...
"What did you accept?"
Daohua hurriedly took out a small round box containing the Jingmiao Grass Seed, "Just this."
Xiao Yeyang opened the box and saw a red seed, "What is this?"
Daohua glanced at his expression, "This is the Jingmiao Grass Seed."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yeyang’s expression shifted slightly as he looked at Daohua: "Who gave it to you?"
Daohua looked down at her fingers: "It’s... it’s the white-robed middle-aged uncle I saw on your boat before."
Xiao Yeyang immediately frowned, "Chu Lang came to you?"
Seeing Xiao Yeyang’s displeased look, Daohua quickly explained, "No, we just happened to meet at Yuelao Temple. He knew you were looking for Jingmiao Grass and gave me this seed."
Seeing Daohua timidly looking at him, Xiao Yeyang’s expression softened a bit: "Chu Lang is not a good person, if you meet him again, you’d best ignore him," he said, lifting the small round box in his hand.
"As for this Jingmiao Grass Seed..."
Before Xiao Yeyang could finish speaking, Daohua snatched it back eagerly, "You can’t give this seed back."
Xiao Yeyang frowned, "Do you really think you can grow Jingmiao Grass from it? Chu Lang clearly has ill intentions, wanting me to owe him a favor."
Daohua said, "Regardless of whether it can be grown or not, I want to try. The missions you, third brother, and fourth brother are undertaking are so dangerous. How can you manage if you don’t improve your Internal Martial Arts?"
Xiao Yeyang knew the recent assassination attempts had frightened Daohua, his voice softened even more: "Don’t worry, your two brothers and I know how to protect ourselves."
Daohua ’hmmed’ in agreement and swiftly placed the small round box into her pouch.
Xiao Yeyang noticed this, intended to take it and return it to Chu Lang, but seeing how much Daohua treasured it, he eventually turned his full thoughts into a sigh.
After securing the seed, Daohua looked at Xiao Yeyang with a smile: "I have collected all the other ingredients for the Eight Meridian Pill. Once the Jingmiao Grass grows, we can ask master to prepare the Eight Meridian Pill."
Xiao Yeyang looked surprised, "You’ve collected all the other ingredients for the Eight Meridian Pill?"
Daohua nodded, patting her pouch, "Otherwise, why do you think I absolutely need this Jingmiao Grass Seed? Xiao Yeyang, we are only one step away from collecting all the ingredients needed for the Eight Meridian Pill."
Xiao Yeyang asked, "Those ingredients are all extremely rare, how did you manage to collect them all?"
Daohua replied, "Every time the herb traders come to my garden to buy herbs, I trade other herbs with them. Such rare ingredients, they’re not difficult to trade for if they’re only useful to certain people."
Seeing Xiao Yeyang staring at her, Daohua asked with a smile, "Do you want to take a look?"
Xiao Yeyang shrugged, "Better to believe it has some truth than not. It doesn’t harm to try."
Daohua didn’t want to dwell on this subject anymore and instead asked, "By the way, what’s the story with that Chu Lang? He clearly helped you, why don’t you like him?"
Xiao Yeyang immediately snorted, "Chu Lang... don’t think he’s a good person just because he helped me once; he had his own motives."
Daohua didn’t understand, "If he can indeed solve problems for you, a few motives might be acceptable, right?"
Xiao Yeyang’s face turned cold, "I can’t accept his motives."
Seeing Xiao Yeyang’s resistance, Daohua became curious, "What motives? Is he after your money or power?"
Watching Daohua’s face brimming with curiosity, Xiao Yeyang couldn’t resist knocking on her forehead, "Why do you have to be so curious about everything?"
Daohua, holding her head, grumbled, "It’s only because it has to do with you and Chu Lang, otherwise, why would I bother to inquire about his business?" She massaged her forehead and added, "No need to talk about it if you don’t want to, why hit me though?"
On hearing this, Xiao Yeyang immediately bent down to check Daohua’s forehead, "Did I hit too hard just now? Let me take a look." He had been practicing a set of Internal Martial Arts recently and had difficulty controlling his strength.
Seeing a light red mark on Daohua’s forehead, a look of guilt surfaced on Xiao Yeyang’s face. He couldn’t help but stand up and blow on the reddened spot, while asking, "Does it hurt much, do you need some ointment?"
Daohua pushed Xiao Yeyang away, somewhat speechlessly, "It’s just a knock, no need for ointment, and your strength wasn’t that strong."
Having finished what she came for, Daohua prepared to leave: "Well, I should get going now."
Xiao Yeyang, "...I just rushed back, stay a while longer."
Daohua pulled out a pocket watch to check the time. Seeing it was still early, she sat and ate more lychees. When it was 5:00 PM, she left in a carriage, taking two baskets of lychees with her.
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