27 Yun Yuhan's Promise

"One Blood Staunching Pill costs a gold coin?" 

Yan Xi's eyes swept across the shelves. Although she knew that the pills were expensive, she was still shocked by the price. 

One gold coin was about half a year's worth of expenses for an ordinary family in Muyun. As direct descendants of the Yan family, she and Yan Chushi only earned a few silver coins a month. Alchemy was indeed the most lucrative profession. 

Yan Xi's slender fingers stroked her chin. She had been worried about how to make money, but now the opportunity had come to her door. 

Just as she was calculating how to get rich, a disdainful female voice rang out from the door. "Country bumpkins are country bumpkins! If you don't have money, why come to the Green Lotus Pavilion?" 

At the entrance of the Green Lotus Pavilion, a pretty young girl with a soft whip on her waist strode in. She looked at Yan Xi with deep disdain. "What? Didn't you just steal the ice jade that the Holy Son gave to Duanmu Rou? You can't even afford a single gold coin?" 

"Bai Ling, don't say that." A soft female voice sounded from behind her. Duanmu Rou walked in. She was as graceful as a swan. Her expression was magnanimous. "I have already forgiven Yan Xi." 

His words implied that Yan Xi had stolen it. 

Yan Xi put down the porcelain bottle and looked over. "Miss Duanmu, you've been running your mouth all day long. Should I give you a reminder of what happened that day at the training grounds?" 

Duanmu Rou's face turned pale when she was reminded of the humiliation she had suffered that day. 

Her life had always been smooth sailing, and she had never been so humiliated! 

When she thought of that day, she wanted to cut Yan Xi into a thousand pieces. 

She dug her fingers into her palms and tried to suppress the anger in her heart. Her eyes were slightly red as she tried to continue speaking. "Yan Xi, I have already forgiven you for stealing my ice jade. Why are you still so aggressive?" 

"Xixi didn't steal the jade!" Yan Chushi stood in front of Yan Xi and clenched his fists. "I was next to Xixi that day. A servant who claimed to be His Highness's maid gave the ice jade to Xixi, saying that the pendant was a token of love given to Xixi by the Holy Son, and he asked her to keep it carefully!" 

Duanmu Rou clenched her fists. A look of shock flashed across his face, but it quickly disappeared. 

Didn't she repeatedly tell the maid to give it to Yan Xi when no one was around? How did Yan Chushi see it? 

"What does it look like?" As soon as Yan Chushi finished speaking, a cold voice came from the door. 

As the person entered, the temperature in the entire shop dropped. 

The originally noisy crowd could not help but become silent. 

A man in a white robe stepped in from the door. 

"What does the maid look like?" Hearing no answer for a long time, Yun Yuhan frowned slightly. His profile was sharp and handsome. 

"She was wearing pink clothes and has a small mole on her right earlobe." Although Yan Chushi did not have a good impression of Yun Yuhan, it was related to Yan Xi's innocence, so he answered him with a straight face. 

Yun Yuhan frowned. Not long ago, he did have a maid who went missing. But was there a mole on her earlobe…? He had never paid much attention to the people below him. 

"Qiao Feng!" Yun Yuhan called out. 

"Yes." A black-robed swordsman in tight-fitting clothes appeared out of thin air and knelt on one knee. 

"Investigate," Yun Xiao said coldly. 

"Yes." Qiao Feng accepted the order and left, but his thoughts were whirling. 

What did His Highness mean by this? Was he planning to clear Yan Xi's name? Didn't he never pay attention to Yan Xi before? 

Qiao Feng, who was walking on the roof, scratched his head. The elder had given strict orders. The marriage between the Holy Son and Yan Xi must be broken! 

His Highness could marry anyone except Yan Xi! 

A determined expression gradually appeared on Qiao Feng's face, and a cold glint flashed across his eyes. 

In the Green Lotus Pavilion, Yun Yuhan's indifferent gaze fell on Yan Xi. His voice was calm and unruffled. "I will find out the truth." 

A look of panic flashed across Duanmu Rou's face, but she concealed it well. 

"I don't need your help." Yan Xi leaned against the wall, her obsidian eyes cold and disdainful. 

Yun Yuhan pursed his lips—as if he had not expected her to have such an attitude. 

He furrowed his brows imperceptibly, no longer in the mood to stroll around the Green Lotus Pavilion, and turned to leave. 

Seeing him leave, Li Qingming, who was only one step behind him, smiled gently. "Don't worry, Miss Yan Xi. No matter what, Yuhan will definitely give you justice." 

"In that case, Duanmu Roa, Bai Ling, we won't disturb you any longer." He smiled and bid farewell to Duanmu Rou and Bai Ling. 

Bai Ling, who had been so arrogant just a moment ago, was now a stuttering mess. Her face was red, and she was so excited that she could not speak. She squeezed Duanmu Rou. 

Duanmu Rou winced in pain, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed across her gentle face. 

She turned her head to hide her expression, but her eyes inadvertently met Li Qingming's. 

He was elegant and gentle, with an ever-present smile on his face. He was so perfect that no one could match him. 

A fear suddenly rose from the bottom of her heart... What did he know? 

However, when she wanted to go and see him again, he had already left. 

Yan Xi took in Duanmu Rou's loss of self-control when she looked at Li Qingming, and her eyes darkened. 

After Yun Yuhan and Li Qingming left, the shop regained its liveliness. 

The shopkeeper, who had been silent under Yun Yuhan's pressure, wiped the sweat from his forehead and squeezed through the crowd. He greeted Duanmu Rou in a flattering manner, "Miss Duanmu, you're finally here! We've been waiting for your Body Forging Pills for a long time." 

Duanmu Rou was the one who refined the Body Forging Pill? 

The crowd that was queuing up in front of the counter exploded. 

"As expected of Muyun's genius after the Holy Son! Duanmu Rou actually knows how to refine pills? The Duanmu family is going to rise again!" 

Duanmu Rou enjoyed the compliments of the crowd. She looked at Yan Xi with her watery eyes. She could not hide the pride in her eyes. She planned to enjoy Yan Xi's envious gaze. 

What did Yan Xi have to compete with her? 

However, when she looked over, Yan Xi was not even looking at her. She seemed to be picking herbs. 

She gritted her teeth and said with a smile, "Xixi, why are you picking herbs? Do you recognize these herbs? The pills are on the right shelf." 

"What does it have to do with you whether I recognize them or not?" Yan Xi lazily replied. 

Duanmu Rou's face turned green. She turned to look at the shopkeeper beside her and said with an ashamed expression, "Sir, the storage conditions of spirit herbs are very strict. If they are not properly preserved, the medicinal effects will be lost. My cousin doesn't know how to identify herbs. I'm afraid she'll cause you to suffer losses by flipping through them so casually." 

The shopkeeper next to her immediately understood what she meant. He shouted at Yan Xi, "Stop! Who said you could flip through the herbs?"