Farm Girl's Manor

"Hanzhang, to speak dishearteningly, after waiting so many years without any news, and next year... I will turn twenty-five, perhaps I will never... wait long enough,"

Chu Heng’s face showed a despondent expression for the first time. Thousand-year Ginseng might be found, but Black Lingzhi was a legendary treasure that was said to revive the dead, something no one had ever truly seen. Such Lingzhi probably didn’t exist in this world.

"Your Highness, do not lose hope! If the Medical Code passed down by Doctor Gui’s ancestors mentions Thousand-year Ginseng and Black Lingzhi, they must exist. Ever since Your Highness started using the medicine that Huaixi found, your condition has improved a lot. As long as you continue to take it, you will certainly be able to wait,"

Xiao Ruiyuan looked at Chu Heng with steady eyes. He refused to believe that he couldn’t find those two types of Spiritual Medicine. His Highness would surely live on and become Great Chu’s most outstanding emperor.

Chu Heng knew his cousin esteemed his health too highly. To continue arguing would likely lead to anger. Gazing at the gloomy skies outside, he changed the topic to the possibility of a severe snow disaster at the border this year.

"It’s just Hanzhang’s guess. Whether it happens or not, it is always necessary to be prepared."

Xiao Ruiyuan’s answer was vague. Since Yanyan’s dreams had been confirmed by other matters, it was likely there would be a severe snow disaster at the border, and the barbarians would probably march southward.

Chu Heng, however, knew his cousin never made groundless guesses. Seeing that he did not want to talk about it, he did not press further, only asking about the preparations at the border. Learning that the general defending the pass had already commenced preparations, and even if the barbarians truly intended to march south, they could not easily break through, he felt considerably more at ease.