The cloud lingzhi — Lin Lei had actually sought this cloud lingzhi for the purpose of refining 'Blood-Dissolving Poison' powder, and the refinement of the Blood-Dissolving Poison powder was precisely for dealing with Clyde.
But this cloud lingzhi had, in the end, actually come from Clyde himself.
"Could it be that in the unseen workings of fate, there truly is a cycle of cause and effect?" Lin Lei couldn't help but think of the doctrines of the Church of Light at this moment. The Church of Light's teachings did include something about 'destiny.' In the past, Lin Lei hadn't believed in religion at all, but now this situation was developing in a rather eerie manner.
But since the cloud lingzhi had been delivered into his hands, would he not accept it?
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Lin Lei smiled and bowed gratefully as he spoke, while also accepting the cloud lingzhi.
But in his heart, Lin Lei sneered: "Since you've given it to me, that means heaven itself wants you dead. Then you can't blame me."
In Lin Lei's memory, there was almost no impression of his mother, but that didn't diminish his longing for maternal love. Having no mother from childhood had made Lin Lei somewhat lonely growing up. Whenever he saw other people's mothers, whenever he felt upset, he would be alone, silently and sadly thinking of his own mother.
Capture this Clyde, and force out the truth about his mother's whereabouts!
"Lin Lei, today I'm hosting the Prime Minister for lunch. Why don't you stay and have lunch with me?" Clyde smiled as he looked at Lin Lei.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Lin Lei's manner was very humble.
The regal Queen beside him gave Lin Lei a nod, then whispered to Clyde: "Your Majesty, while you and Grand Master Lin Lei are here, I'll take my leave." Clyde also nodded indifferently. In the Fenlei Kingdom, the King's authority far exceeded the Queen's.
November had come, and the weather had turned cool.
But Lin Lei and Clyde were both still dressed lightly, showing no fear of the chill. Lin Lei was now a seventh-level warrior, while Clyde was a ninth-level powerhouse.
"Your Majesty, what are you hosting the banquet for today with Merit?" Lin Lei chatted naturally with Clyde.
Hearing Lin Lei's words, Clyde's face broke into a meaningful smile. He glanced at the maids and attendants nearby, who immediately and obediently withdrew one by one. Only then did Clyde lower his voice and say quietly: "Lin Lei, did you know that Merit recently took his thirteenth wife?"
"Thirteenth?" Lin Lei was stunned.
He hadn't known that the seemingly stern Prime Minister from the court was such a womanizer.
"His new wife is quite the taste," Clyde said to Lin Lei with a smile that all men would understand.
Seeing Clyde's expression, Lin Lei couldn't help but feel somewhat surprised.
"Haha..." Clyde patted Lin Lei on the shoulder. "Lin Lei, you'll be turning eighteen by New Year's, won't you? Don't tell me you still haven't tasted what a woman has to offer."
Lin Lei felt somewhat embarrassed.
Clyde sighed: "That fellow Merit actually managed to find such a charming little enchantress. It really makes one jealous. But since I've taken a fancy to her, that charming little enchantress is mine now. Merit doesn't dare lay a finger on her."
This sort of thing, Clyde was directly telling Lin Lei about openly.
"Your Majesty, is... is that appropriate?" Lin Lei was somewhat shocked.
After all, she was the Prime Minister's wife, and from what Clyde was saying, he intended to simply take her.
"What's inappropriate about it? The position Merit has today — didn't he climb up using women? He should understand his place quite well. But Lin Lei, you seemed to miss Merit's wedding banquet, didn't you?" Clyde said, puzzled.
During this period, Lin Lei had been entirely focused on the prescription and the medicinal ingredients. How would he bother with any banquet? He had declined all invitations from nobles.
The Prime Minister's wedding banquet?
Declined just the same!
"Lin Lei, how about during lunch today, you also take a look at Merit's new wife, 'Windsor.' If you like her, I wouldn't mind giving her to you. I can guarantee that no matter how bold Merit might be, he wouldn't dare touch Windsor," Clyde said confidently.
Clyde held absolute authority in the Fenlei Kingdom.
On the day of Merit's wedding, Clyde had taken a fancy to Windsor. That very night, he had people bring Windsor to an external manor, and Clyde enjoyed her thoroughly for the night.
And Merit didn't dare show even a hint of anger.
Moreover, from that day on, Merit didn't dare touch Windsor at all.
Some ministers in the Fenlei Kingdom had earned their positions through their own abilities — those were truly competent officials. But some ministers had climbed up through unsavory means — those were nothing more than mediocre functionaries.
In his heart, Lin Lei was secretly startled by Clyde's overbearingness.
But Clyde, known as the 'Golden Lion,' naturally possessed a lion-like domineering aura. His overbearing behavior was entirely to be expected.
"Your Majesty, Duke Merit and the Duchess have arrived," a court attendant ran over and reported respectfully.
"Haha, Lin Lei, let's go." Clyde immediately stood up.
Lin Lei had no choice but to carry the prepared cloud lingzhi and follow along with Clyde. Before long, they arrived at an elegant light-red courtyard within the palace.
And Merit and that 'Windsor' lady were already waiting at the courtyard entrance.
Lin Lei couldn't help but look at this Mrs. Windsor who had captivated Clyde.
Mrs. Windsor had an exquisitely graceful figure. Although she was dressed rather modestly, the tight-fitting trousers perfectly traced the beautiful curves of her long legs, and the slightly cinched waist further accentuated her full bust.
Her dark-red long hair was incredibly sexy.
And this Mrs. Windsor — her eyes seemed capable of ensnaring one's soul. When you looked at her, you couldn't help but let your imagination wander.
"Your Majesty, Master Lin Lei." Standing alongside Merit, Mrs. Windsor's soft voice rang out.
"What a little enchantress," Lin Lei thought to himself.
Clyde glanced at Lin Lei triumphantly and whispered in his ear: "Well? Feeling any urges?"
"Your Majesty, let's go inside for lunch," Lin Lei said in a low voice.
"Haha..." Clyde burst into hearty laughter.