As they drew closer to the garden, the view began to clear up.

Shi Zhen can somewhat make out the plants and vines' shapes.

He wishes to describe them but there were too many to take in.

Plants and vines grew on top of one another… more supportive of each other than being a hindrance.

It was very similar to a mini jungle.

…

It's not obvious but the garden's herbs have a weak and unsettled layer of color that Shi Zhen couldn't make out in the haze of mist.

He can still tell that the herbs were at least tier 4 because of the existence of the glow.

He swallowed.

Tier 4 herbs were rare but by no means special. It was just... Their Northern ZuanYu's wasn't very well known for their herbal trade… the most they can manage to grow is exactly medial tier 4...

This doesn't mean Shi Zhen never get to see higher tier herbs.

When he was a full-time prince of Northern ZuanYu, he saw up to tier 6 herb!

At the time, his brothers were beside him, their heart burned green of envy, eyeing the herb like prey.

He didn't really understand the importance of higher tier herbs at that age. He just saw his brother greedy eyes and suddenly felt like their tier 4 herbs were somewhat lacking in comparison.

Only when he grew older he finally learns of what the herbs represent.

Elixirs… status, fame, money… so many things.

They don't mean anything to him but his mother would love it!

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Shi Zhen's eyes became zealous. This is the Imperial Guardian's garden, there is no such thing as tier 4 herbs. That means that the herbs are higher tier!

He licked his lips but didn't move.

Xueyu stopped a distance away from the garden, so Shi Zhen can only take in everything with his eyes, staying close behind her. He does not dare to take a closer look.

From a few day interactions, Shi Zhen came to realized how much influences Xueyu has over her master.

He can tell how much Zhou Yun adores Xueyu!

Shi Zhen does not host any hostile feelings toward Xueyu and does not dare to do anything that could possibly offend her.

...

Quietly in his heart, he prayed that Xueyu would take a few closer steps...

He might be able to get something from the garden if he could just see how they are grown…

Just a single look... and perhaps his Botanist skills would increase...

Shi Zhen bite his lip, suddenly felt a grudge toward the early mist.

...

Xueyu turned, facing Shi Zhen. She rose her hand in the air and wrote the word Garden.