Star Farming, the eldest lady relies on alchemy to counterattack

Chapter 405 Yu Mingche's Heart Knot
“Qinghe isn’t letting anyone near him right now; he only wants to find you.” Chairman Wang had heard Qinghe frequently mention Ning Xuan’s name and assumed there was some unusual relationship between them. Now it seemed that it was just wishful thinking on his part; Ning Xuan had no special feelings for him whatsoever.

"I have a ton of things to do at home and outside, and the marriage ceremony is in a few days. I don't have time to do anything else. Chairman Wang, please consider someone else," Ning Xuan politely declined.

“Ningxuan, listen to me. We’ve been dealing with each other for so long, and I know you’re not a hard-hearted person. So, I’ll try my best to think of other ways. If you’re done with this busy period and Qinghe’s condition still doesn’t have any other solutions, then go see him, just like visiting an old friend, okay?” Chairman Wang pleaded.

Ning Xuan thought about it and finally agreed. After all, they had been in a team together on the New Star Body. When they were on a mission together, Qinghe and Lanxin seemed to have a good relationship. She would take Lanxin to see him.

After seeing Chairman Wang off, Ning Xuan returned to the alchemy room to continue refining potions. When Ning Xuan left, she was in a hurry, only telling Lan Xin not to move around. Lan Xin obediently knelt on the bed and waited, naked and covered in marks, still in the same position as when Ning Xuan left.

When Ning Xuan saw the stunningly beautiful man with blue eyes and blue hair on the bed, she was not only visually shocked, but her body also felt a little hot. Unfortunately, time was of the essence, so she had to ignore the beauty.

Ning Xuan raised his hand, and a black and red vine detached from his palm and came to Lan Xin. One end wrapped around Lan Xin's lower thigh, and then wrapped it around him again and again, binding Lan Xin's entire body tightly. Even his mouth was gagged by a vine.

The Ghost Face Red Vine coexists with Ning Xuan, and the vine carries the scent of Ning Xuan's pheromones. Lan Xin is bound by the vine, as if she is surrounded by Ning Xuan's pheromones. However, the vine is ultimately just a demonic plant, and no matter how tightly it binds her, it cannot do anything to Lan Xin. This is simply too agonizing for Lan Xin, who is in the heat of her fever.

Whether Lan Xin was suffering or not, Ning Xuan didn't care. Ning Xuan was focused on refining medicine, putting all her attention into the alchemy furnace in her hands. Her wholehearted dedication made her very efficient in refining medicine. As dusk fell, she finally completed all the plans she had made for the day.

Ning Xuan looked at the rows of glass bottles on the test tube rack. The bottles were filled with colorful medicines, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple. The front row of glass bottles contained various pure-colored medicines, the middle row of glass bottles contained mixed-color medicines with three layers, and the back row of glass bottles contained medicines with seven colors.

The most amazing thing is the potion with seven colors coexisting in the last row. The seven colors are mixed together, but they do not blend together. They each retain their own independent color and flow in the bottle.

Ning Xuan's glass bottles containing medicines were all large; she needed to repackage them into smaller bottles that she had prepared beforehand.

With so many medicines, this is quite a project. Ning Xuan remembered that Lan Xin was still here, so she decided to ask Lan Xin to help her package the medicines. She had to go find Yu Mingche.

Ning Xuan approached Lan Xin and summoned the vine back with a wave of her hand. However, when she saw the glistening liquid on the vine, she couldn't help but frown. It looked like Lan Xin's saliva. Ning Xuan was a little disgusted and decided not to take the vine back into her body for the time being.

"Lan Xin, quickly get dressed and get to work," Ning Xuan instructed.

"Yes, Master." Lan Xin's voice was somewhat hoarse when she spoke.

Lan Xin quickly took out a set of clothes from her spatial button and put them on. As she bowed her head in response, a strand of blue hair slipped down from behind her ear, gleaming in the flickering flames of the alchemy furnace.

"I'll go right away."

The alchemy room was filled with the pleasant aroma of medicinal potions. Lan Xin stood before the row of test tube racks, gazing at the array of potions, and marveled inwardly. His master had concocted so many potions in such a short time; his master truly possessed a unique talent for alchemy. Lan Xin rolled up his sleeves, revealing a wrist marked with pressure sores. He steadily picked up the outermost glass bottle from the front row and began dispensing the potions. His hands were incredibly steady, ensuring that each bottle contained the exact same dosage.

Lan Xin focused intently on her work, while Ning Xuan had already left.

When Ning Xuan arrived at Yu Mingche's courtyard, Feng Linran saw her as if she were his savior. "Miss Ning, Lord Yu hasn't eaten for three days. As soon as he returned today, he closed the access to the house and wouldn't let us in. Please go and see him."

Upon hearing this, Ning Xuan frowned. "He hasn't eaten for three days. Why? Why didn't you say so sooner?"

These past few days, Ning Xuan and Yu Mingche have been busy with their own things and haven't eaten together, so she really didn't know about this.

"He keeps saying he has no appetite and doesn't want to eat, and he won't let us tell you," Feng Linran said anxiously.

He originally thought that with the constitution of a spirit controller, even if he didn't eat for a few days, it wouldn't have any effect. However, it had been three days, and Lord Yu still showed no interest in eating. He had even just kicked them all out.

This made Feng Linran very uneasy. Considering Yu Mingche's recent condition, Feng Linran felt that he had to tell Ning Xuan about all of this.

After listening to Feng Linran's description, Ning Xuan recalled that Yu Mingche's personal information mentioned that he had a history of severe mental illness. Although it was later said that he had been cured, such mental problems are not so easy to solve.

This kind of thing is like a demon in your heart; even if it is buried or suppressed in your heart, there is still a risk of it being triggered again.

Yu Mingche's courtyard was unguarded by Ning Xuan, and she could have gone in directly. However, considering his current mental state, Ning Xuan knocked on the courtyard gate and said, "Mingche, are you in there? I want to come in."

As soon as Ning Xuan finished speaking, the door was opened.

Yu Mingche opened the door, his face pale and bloodless. Ning Xuan didn't say anything. She walked in, closed the door, and pulled Yu Mingche into her arms.

"Mingche, I know everything. It's amazing that you were able to get out of that predicament. Now that I'm with you, what are you afraid of?" Ning Xuan hugged Yu Mingche and gently kissed his cheek.

Tears streamed down Yu Mingche's face. "Xuanxuan, I want to know who she is? I want to go back to when my father was still alive. I wish I had never been born, as long as my father could live a good life."

Yu Mingche had a huge, unresolved problem in his heart. Ever since he could remember, the people in his clan had accused him of killing his father.