"Dear Brother, I see your hair is dry and your complexion haggard. Here's a Six-Flavored Rehmannia Pill I've concocted. It can keep you invigorated on the battlefield!"
"Is this stuff really that magical?" The Prince, who appeared somewhat indulgent at first glance, suddenly lit up.
"If it's fake, I'll refund you. Come back anytime after you've used it up."
"Great, great!" The Prince chuckled so hard his cheeks almost sagged. "Brother-in-law, you're too generous. Meeting for the first time and giving such wonderful gifts, I truly feel unworthy. We must drink a few more cups at tonight's wedding feast!"
Zhang Menglong moved on to the next Prince, who looked at the gifts in the others' hands, showing a suffering expression.
"Gu Xiao, my third sister and I are the closest. Today, no matter what you present, I will stand by her. You can't bribe me!" The Prince's expression was surprisingly stern, but his wavering gaze showed his lack of confidence.
