Fu Yunsheng met Xie Lingyun when he came to buy an herb called Wangchuan.
Xie Lingyun was a striking man. Whenever he appeared, even his attendant, as cold as ice, couldn't help looking up at him. For a long time, he couldn't take his eyes off that handsome, carefree face, with its fair skin and lively features, or the bright eyes that always held a lazy smile.
"I want Wangchuan, whatever the price," Xie Lingyun told Fu Yunsheng.
Fu Yunsheng found it strange. Wangchuan was an herb worth a fortune, sought after by all, and it could make a person forget the one they loved most, the love that had left its mark on their heart. Almost no one even knew it existed. He couldn't imagine why someone like Xie Lingyun would need something like that to sever the bonds of love.
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