Chapter 616

Sonnet sniffed it but did not notice anything unusual. “Really? I don’t feel like anything’s different.”

Vespa opened the tea strainer in the thermos and looked at the herbs floating inside. She suddenly raised her eyebrows, reached in with her fingers and squeezed out a small red leaf.

“Look at this,” she said in a deep voice.

Sonnet did not know much about herbs. “What is it?”

“Safflower.”

Sonnet was surprised. Even if she did not know much about herbs, she was familiar with the name.

In those medieval dramas, safflower was the sacred medicine used to induce miscarriages in the palace.

Laurel was also shocked when she heard what Vespa said. “Are you talking about those safflowers that can cause women to miscarry?”

Vespa nodded slowly.

“How’d you know about this?” Sonnet asked her.

“Remember my brother broke his leg years ago? He took herbal medicine for a while. The traditional doctor often prescribed herbs like this to promote blood flow. I boiled medicine for my brother e