After returning from the palace, Miss Lawrence slipped into her magical space.
She had brought back an Infernal Drake eggshell from Eastwood Forest, and needed to quickly refine it into a pill.
Otherwise, once the embryonic fluid inside dried up completely, its effects would be greatly diminished.
In the corner of the first floor of her space tower, she dragged out two big chests and rummaged around for a while before finally finding a recipe.
It recorded the method for refining Infernal Drake Pills using Infernal Drake eggshells.
Following this recipe, she could make an Infernal Drake Pill. If she gave it to her mother, it would be very beneficial for her health.
The main ingredients were the Infernal Drake eggshell and the remaining embryonic fluid. Most of the high-level supplementary ingredients could be found in her space.
Ironically, it was the common low-grade herbs from the market that she didn’t have on hand.
So, she took Hope and Claire, called for Tenner and Edward Wang, and headed out to buy herbs together.
Just as they stepped out of Serenity Pavilion, Cutie Pie came bouncing after them.
Everyone laughed and decided to bring Cutie Pie along too.
The carriage rolled down the main street, but after a while, it suddenly stopped and didn’t move for ages.
Miss Lawrence lifted the curtain and asked, "Tenner, we’re not there yet! Why did we stop?"
"There are people everywhere up ahead, blocking the road completely," Tenner replied.
Edward Wang nimbly jumped out of the carriage and said, "Miss Lawrence, please wait a moment, I’ll go find out what’s going on."
Soon, he came back to report, "Miss Lawrence, there’s an official notice board up ahead. The townsfolk are all crowded around reading the notice, blocking the road completely."
Miss Lawrence poked her head out for a look—it was exactly as he said.
"What does the notice say?" Miss Lawrence asked.
Edward Wang shook his head. "There are too many people, I couldn’t squeeze in."
"Then let’s go check it out ourselves!" Miss Lawrence picked up Cutie Pie, hopped out, and with Tenner and Edward Wang protecting her, squeezed through the crowd until she finally made it to the notice board.
After reading the notice, Miss Lawrence’s expression instantly soured.
It was actually an announcement for General Evan Shaw’s Martial Bridal Tournament.
It said the Emperor had canceled the Princess’s engagement to General Evan Shaw, causing lots of misunderstandings—some even rumored the General would be exiled or punished.
So, they posted this notice to set the record straight.
It explained why the engagement was called off and announced that the Empress Dowager herself would host the Martial Bridal Tournament. Any girl from the Four Great Houses, aged twelve to twenty and of decent appearance, could participate…
Miss Lawrence already knew all this—nothing new to her.
"Miss Lawrence, it’s for General Evan Shaw’s bride selection!" Claire whispered sneakily.
"Hmph! Let him pick whoever he wants. I hope he finds a good match!" Miss Lawrence rolled her eyes and snorted.
"Miss Lawrence, are you going to join?" Hope asked in a low voice.
"Not. A. Chance!" Miss Lawrence spun around and left.
Cutie Pie in her arms looked up at her.
Not participating?
You dare not participate? Just try it!
Just then, two people suddenly blocked Miss Lawrence’s way. "Well, well, isn’t this the eldest miss of the Lawrence family?"
Miss Lawrence stopped and looked at them coldly.
It was Queenie Zhu and Jenny Zhu.
"What are you doing here?" Queenie Zhu raised her eyebrows, eyes full of mockery. "Don’t tell me… you want to join the Martial Bridal Tournament too?"
"Pfft!" Jenny Zhu burst out laughing.
Their attendants also started laughing.
Miss Lawrence shot them a sideways glance. "I’m just passing by. Is that a crime?"
"Passing by is all you can do!" Queenie Zhu laughed prettily. "What else could you possibly do?"