"Bang!"
Chu You's heart was filled with unwillingness and anger, but he couldn't say it out loud. He could only smash his fist heavily on the tea table, and the teacup jumped.
Li Yunrong saw that the tea had splashed on his fist and was afraid that he would be scalded. She hurriedly wiped the tea off his hand with a handkerchief.
Seeing that he wasn't burned, she was relieved. She gently rubbed his big hand again and said, "Your Highness, I have something to give you. It's a prescription."
"Green mold powder."
She slowly spat out these three words.
Chu You knew that the Myriad Herb Hall had been opened by Li Yunrong. He also knew that the Ministry of War had once purchased a batch of green mold powder from the Myriad Herb Hall. Chu You was also proud that the Myriad Herb Hall opened by Li Yunrong could have such a prominent reputation.
Li Yunrong held Chu You's hand with both hands and said, "This is my dowry."
