Truthfully, he had been perplexed, and he still hadn't figured out what to do next.
With his status, having one more woman by his side meant one more source of danger, not just for him alone, but also for little Sang. After all, there is no such thing as a wall without chinks.
But he didn't want to let go either, and there was an impulsive urge in his heart to just follow his feelings, and he did just that.
"That can be arranged."
Without any hesitation, Lin Caisang took out a small porcelain bottle from her bosom and placed it on the table in front of him.
"This is a medicine powder that I've developed myself. Dissolve it in Qingshui and add blood. It'll turn green if there's illness, black if there's poison when exposed to cold, and if it turns transparent in Qingshui, then it indicates a curse."