During dinner, Xin Lin stewed a fragrant pot of lotus root and pork rib soup.
When fresh, the lotus root is moist and crisp, biting into it produces a crunchy sound without any residue.
After simring with high-quality pork ribs, the lotus root becos tender and mushy, both floury and sticky. The aroma of the pork ribs perates the lotus root, making each spoonful of soup taste fresh and smooth. Drinking it at the end of sumr and the beginning of autumn makes one feel much more nourished.
The large pot of lotus root and pork rib soup was quickly devoured.
Lu Yuan had worked hard on digging lotus roots and other tasks, so he managed to secure two bowls of soup for himself.
Xin Lin also set aside a small pot of soup specifically for Little Xinzhuo.
"I heard that the Seventh Prince was bullied again? And you burned Chu Miaoyun of the Yuheng Class beyond recognition?"
Lu Yuan glanced at Little Xinzhuo inside.
He was now a familiar face at the School Clinic and knew about the brotherly relationship between Xin Lin and Little Xinzhuo.
Today’s incident at the Spirit Institute had caused quite a stir.
Although Fang Dushi had managed to keep the news under wraps, Lu Yuan’s good relationship with the Gua Alliance allowed him to hear quite a bit.
Xin Lin nodded.
"Tsk tsk, I, Lu Yuan, look up to no one but you. However, this situation with the Seventh Prince cannot continue like this; the key is at the Imperial Palace."
Lu Yuan whispered.
"Are these your own words or your father’s?"
Xin Lin gave Lu Yuan a sidelong glance.
Lu Yuan coughed lightly.
With his own wit, he certainly couldn’t have co up with all this. Besides the reason of befriending Xin Lin, part of why he dared to mooch als every day at the dical Hall was his father’s instruction.
As for the person behind Lu Yuan’s father, it was undoubtedly General Zuo.
After that day’s visit to the dical Hall, General Zuo had not made another appearance.
But everyone knew about his close relationship with the Lu Family.
General Zuo’s decision to stay out of direct involvent was also to avoid drawing attention.
"Enough said, what does your father want to tell ?"
Xin Lin was perceptive and smart, but when it ca to matters within the Imperial Palace, she truly had no idea.
The people in there were all formidable.
"A snake must be hit on its seven-inch to be killed, this principle you understand. The Emperor has not conferred the title on Shi Guiren because the civil servant headed by Jin Chen disagrees, which in reality ans Empress Feng disagrees. However, sotis, the Empress isn’t the one with the most influence. The Emperor is a sentintal and filial person; besides those civil servants, he listens to the Empress Dowager the most. So..."
Lu Yuan gave her a knowing look.
The Empress Dowager?
Xin Lin pondered upon hearing this.
That night, Little Xinzhuo slept in the School Clinic.
Xin Lin took extra care and watched over him, and Little Xinzhuo slept very soundly.
However, the sa night presented a starkly different scene elsewhere in Purple Cloud City.
"My dear Miao Yun, how did you end up like this!"
After spending the entire day at the Imperial Hospital dealing with the parents from the Martial Arts Academy who ca to make trouble, Chu Tianyi returned ho only to find Chu Miaoyun charred beyond recognition.
Seeing his daughter’s once beautiful face turned into this state almost made Chu Tianyi faint.
"Who did this!"
Chu Tianyi gripped Fang Dushi, demanding an explanation.
"It was Xin Lin from the Shaking Light Class, ah, Grand Doctor Chu, this matter... the fault lies with Miao Yun too. She was in a Spirit Art duel with Xin Lin, when suddenly her Spirit Root malfunctioned, leaving her unable to Gather Spirit, which led to her being severely injured by the Fire Explosion Technique."
Fang Dushi learned about her failing to Gather Spirit and the issue with her Spirit Root after hearing Chu Miaoyun’s account.
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