Jing Li was so exhausted from playing the night before that he really couldn't get up the next day.

It would have been fine if he just refused to get up, but he insisted on sleeping in Qin Zhao's arms, frowning impatiently whenever he moved.

This forced Qin Zhao to stay in bed with him.

It was already late. Qin Zhao gently rubbed the furry head in his arms and asked in a low voice, "Can't you pay it back?"

"Sleepy……"

The young man bathed in the morning sunshine, his long, curled eyelashes trembling slightly. He frowned and hid in Qin Zhao's arms: "Sleep a little longer."

Wake-up failed.

Qin Zhao sighed helplessly.

But this time they didn't lie there for long. Soon someone knocked on the door softly: "Master Qin, Jing Li, are you guys up?"

It was Ayi's voice.

Ah Yi was a very traditional Shuang'er, always paying attention to etiquette and knowing how to avoid taboos. Even though they lived in the same house now, he rarely set foot in this side courtyard.

If he came to knock on the door, it must be something important.

Qin Zhao could roughly guess why he came here. Even though he was reluctant, he could only put the warm and soft little boy down in his arms, put on his coat and go to open the door.

"He's still asleep." Qin Zhao opened the door and said in a low voice.

Ayi nodded and retreated to the courtyard with Qin Zhao before saying, "Master Qin, someone is looking for you outside and has been waiting for half an hour."

Qin Zhao nodded. "I understand. Tell them for me. I'll be there soon. Let them report back."

Ayi opened his eyes wide in surprise: "You knew..."

Qin Zhao: "I know."

I came to see him specifically on New Year's Day when the pharmacy was closed. It couldn't be anyone else.

Ayi wanted to ask a few more questions, but then he remembered what Grandpa Xue had taught him: one should not be too curious about other people's affairs, so he gave up the idea of ​​asking questions.

After seeing Ayi off, Qin Zhao returned to the house and found Jing Li had already woken up.

He turned over while holding the quilt, and a white and smooth arm stretched out and rested on the soft dark quilt.

"Is there something Ayi wants to talk to you about?" His voice was filled with deep sleepiness, and he looked a little stuffy because most of his face was buried in the quilt.

"Yeah." Qin Zhao peeled the person out of the quilt and said softly, "Someone is looking for me."

Jing Li opened his eyes: "Who is it?"

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and most of the shops on the street are closed, so naturally, no one is here to order medicinal herbs. And if they are acquaintances in the village, they would not come to the county town on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Who else could it be?

Qin Zhao said calmly, "The government."

"County Magistrate?" Hearing these two words, Jing Li suddenly became nervous. He threw back the quilt, stood up, and knelt on the bed. "What does that bastard official want to see you for? Isn't it about the cold-relieving pill?"

Qin Zhao had previously contributed to flood control, and the county magistrate, in return, had found the herbs needed to prepare the antidote for him, and the matter was settled at that time. It wasn't flood season, and this small county town didn't even have many snowfalls in winter, so it was definitely not related to the flood.

Since it wasn't a flood, the only thing that had gotten Qin Zhao noticed by his superiors recently was the Cold-Relief Pill.

The Quhan Pill has been making a lot of noise in the county lately. It might be a bit high-profile, but after all, it's just selling medicine. It's not illegal, right?

"Don't worry," Qin Zhao soothed. "I guessed he would come to see me sooner or later. Even if he doesn't come today, I will go to the government to look for him."

Jing Li: "What do you mean?"

"Put on some clothes first, be careful not to catch a cold." Qin Zhao took the clothes and put them on Jing Li, slowly helping him tie the laces before mocking him softly, "If you ignore the way to make money, then you are not a dog official."