Then, Chu Luo harvested the herbs for a long time. The middle-aged men standing a little further away looked at her and felt their hearts ache for a long time.
'What a waste! What a waste!'
However, they didn't dare to say anything.
After all, these herbs were planted for her.
After Chu Luo finished picking the herbs she needed, she looked up and saw the middle-aged men standing a distance away, looking at her with heartache. She knew what they were thinking and didn't explain. Instead, she asked the two maids standing at the side who were helping her carry the basket, "Where's the herbs refining room? Take me there."
The two maids brought her over.
After Chu Luo left, the middle-aged men quickly ran to the place where Chu Luo had been picking herbs.
Everyone was surprised.
"Eh? Madam actually knows how to pick herbs?"
"She actually didn't destroy any of the herbs by the side."
