(Dazed, I've already dropped to the last spot—thank you so much for all your support! Please, fellow booklovers who haven't voted yet, give this book a vote too! Don't let it fall off the list. It's still three in the morning, and Wan Yu is working hard!) Though the night sky isn't particularly cool, Mò Cǎi Huán's delicate face has turned slightly bluish. She's glaring fiercely at Han Li, constantly muttering under her breath in frustration at her suddenly bold, unyielding senior brother. Now, standing on this quiet path in the courtyard, the two of them have stood motionless for over a minute, yet neither has taken another step forward. Mò Cǎi Huán had initially tried her three signature moves—cuteness, coquettishness, and tearful appeals—on Han Li, only to find him completely unresponsive. With no other choice, she gritted her teeth and decided to stop leading the way. She intended to use this as leverage, and continued to gaze at Han Li with a persistent, pitiful expression, hoping that the combined pressure would finally convince him to yield. Yet upon seeing Mò Cǎi Hu To his surprise, this expression suddenly reminded him of Li Feiyu, his close friend. In the past, every time Li Feiyu had a matter that required Li's assistance, he would use a performance remarkably similar to this one to win over Li—over time, Li had grown completely immune to it. Thus, when Mo Caicheng gazed at Han Li with the look of a dog abandoned by its owner, Han Li stood still, savoring the performance with great enjoyment, occasionally shaking his head and reciting some rather pretentious verses. Under Han Li's relentless and biting counterattacks, Mo Caicheng quickly lost her ground, shedding her pitiful demeanor entirely and adopting a stern, angry expression that has persisted ever since. In truth, she had already begun to regret her situation—should her mother witness this, she would likely not only fail to secure any advantage but would have to endure the consequences of family discipline. Thinking of this, she glared at Han Li once again. What a dull fellow! Could he not simply bring something of his own to present? Didn't you know girls need to be pleased? You're truly a country bumpkin! At this moment, the girl had completely forgotten about opening her big mouth to criticize. Although Han Li had no experience in pleasing girls, he knew he would still be staying at the Mo family's estate and couldn't afford to offend them outright. So, when he felt he had managed to calm the girl's delicate expectations, he slowly reached into his inner robe, searching for something suitable to send her off with. Finally, he drew out a small jade-green porcelain bottle, inside which several fragrant, deep-red pill tablets were placed. These pills were called "Yingxiang Pills," said to be the official medicine of imperial consorts. Aside from their pleasant aroma, which could deeply enchant the heart, they had no other known benefits. This unique fragrance not only lasted for a long time but also effectively repelled mosquitoes—indeed, the absolute favorite of palace ladies. Unfortunately, the several key herbs required to prepare these pills are rare and have to be harvested over long periods of time. Even in the imperial palace, which is as wealthy as any place in the realm, shortages frequently occur, making it difficult to fully meet the needs of the imperial harem. As a result, such remedies are rarely seen in the countryside. "This is Yingxiang Pill—it's particularly wonderful, and it can..." Han Li explained the effects of the medicine in detail to the girl, fully expecting her to be delighted and impressed. Unbeknownst to him, after the girl opened the bottle, sniffed the aroma, and then quickly closed it again, she fixed Han Li with a wary gaze, as if on the lookout for a suitor, while carefully saying, "Is this medicine not a sedative or something—like a love potion? The scent seems so similar to what the two sisters described. Could it be that you have some other intentions toward me?" Han Li stood there, stunned, then fell silent. He now felt as though he needed to cough up three bowls of blood. How could this girl be so unpredictable! She had completely associated the Yingxiang Pill with romantic overtures! Now, Han Li didn't know whether to admire her caution or to be so deeply embarrassed that he would have to shout out in protest. It seems, then, that you're quite right. "But I still need to have it checked over by my elder sister before I can use it—after all, as a young lady, we must be cautious!" Murong Cai said seriously to Han Li. "Cough! Cough… Well, whatever you prefer," Han Li replied, clearing his throat several times to mask his embarrassment. Right now, he felt he'd be better off staying as far away from this little sprite as possible, or else he'd surely be driven to despair by her mere presence. "Though, if this medicine truly works as well as you claim, then you've passed! From now on, should my senior brother face any difficulties at the Murong estate, feel free to ask Cai to assist. I'll charge only a small fee, and I promise to resolve everything completely." Murong Cai tossed the small bottle in her hand a few times, then smiled playfully. "Alright, sister! I'll definitely come to you whenever there's something I need," Han Li responded, regaining his composure, though his expression remained stiff and polite. In his heart, however, he was thinking bitterly: "I'll never find a way to ask you, this little money-grubber!" "Mo Caipan naturally couldn't hear the thoughts in Han Li's heart. She was delighted that he had become so obedient and attentive, and suddenly found him quite interesting—seemingly more pleasant to look at now. "Let's go, Senior Han! I've reserved a larger room for you—something that won't disappoint you!" With a bright smile, Mo Caipan finally resumed her journey, walking steadily ahead of Han Li. Han Li, in turn, sighed quietly and followed at a more leisurely pace. "Such an unconventional and spirited girl—she's definitely beyond his reach! Not only is it unlikely that a lady of her standing would even take notice of someone as ordinary as himself, but even if she did, he would surely refuse outright. After all, how could he possibly endure her persistent, demanding nature?" Han Li thought this to himself, and with decisive confidence, crossed her name off his list of admired candidates.