Chapter 517: Chapter 516: Dreamed of Sister and Father_1
“Since his childhood, the prince has faced many hardships, and Miss Lin is the only one who can save him.”

After successive setbacks, Noble Lord simmered with anger, “Does Miss Lin have a heart of stone, indifferent to the prince’s suffering? If indeed so, even I, the head of Duke of Zhen’s household, shall wash my hands of this.”

“Xuan’er is my brother, naturally, I can’t abandon him.”

As Lin Qingluo’s eyes darkened, she responded coldly, “But, I also don’t like to be threatened. It is best if Noble Lord is willing to cooperate, but if not, I won’t insist. Let it be a case of both sides perishing together, or meeting in the underworld. I have already been there once, what else should I fear?”

“Sister, Father.”

Suddenly, from outside the study room, a faint crying sound of the Little Prince was heard. His whimpering, full of grief, was like a needle piercing the heart.

Both Lin Qingluo and Noble Lord’s faces changed. They pushed open the door and saw the Little Prince standing barefoot in the courtyard, his face streaked with tears.

“Xuan’er.”

With a pang in her heart, Lin Qingluo swiftly moved out of the study room and stood in front of the Little Prince.

“Prince.”

Noble Lord followed her, swiftly scooping up the prince into his arms.

“Xuan’er, did you have another nightmare?”

Lin Qingluo’s heart sank, her eyes full of worry.

“Hmm.”

The Little Prince sobbed.

He didn’t mention that he dreamt of his sister and father fighting, and waking up from fright, clumsily rushing to the study room.

From outside the window, he heard the heated arguments and neither of them backing down.

“Xuan’er, no matter what you dream about, don’t speak of it.”

Noble Lord, worried about the Prince’s life, instinctively covered his mouth.

“Sigh.”

Lin Qingluo sighed deeply, her previously fierce aura vanished, replaced only by overwhelming sorrow in her eyes.

“Father, I’m scared. Sleep with me, Father.”

The Little Prince clinging to Noble Lord’s neck pleaded pathetically.

“Alright, Xuan’er, be good, don’t be afraid, Father will be with you.”

Noble Lord picked up the Little Prince, with no more time for bickering with Lin Qingluo, turned and went towards the bedroom.

“Sister.”

The Little Prince poked his head out of his father’s arms, gazing lovingly at his sister.

“Xuan’er, be good, go to sleep first. Sister will come to see you tomorrow.”

Lin Qingluo felt a pang in her heart, a sense of guilt welling up within her.

It’s not that she didn’t want to make the longevity pill for the Little Prince, but she spoke the truth, not knowing he was outside the study room and had heard everything.

“Although the medicinal plants for the longevity pill are hard to find, it’s not impossible. Xuan’er is still young, we have plenty of time to find them.”

Little Kingfisher, the master’s faithful pet, hid under the eaves eavesdropping, and appeared at the right moment to comfort her.

A foregone conclusion, sigh…

Lin Qingluo heaved a deep sigh.

Why was it preordained?!

Just how many hardships must Xuan’er endure, how many tribulations must he suffer, before heaven is willing to let him be?!

**

Early next morning, in the mansion of Duke of Zhen.

Lin Qingluo imprinted her knowledge of the longevity pill’s prescription with spiritual power and handed it to Mo Canglan.

She asked him to take it back to Medicine King Valley and give it to the Old Ancestor, so that the Valley could help find the medicinal plants.

“Longevity Pill?”

Mo Canglan’s heart pounded as he stared at the prescription and became stunned.

A spirit pill that could prolong life, once introduced to the world, would cause many disturbances.

All forces would scramble for it, and the high-ranking people of the Immortal Sects would fight over it.

“Master, are you sure you want to give this prescription to the Old Ancestor? The value of this prescription is as precious as dragon scales and phoenix feathers; it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call it a priceless treasure.”