The two entered the house amidst Chu Juan's incessant chatter.
Upon entering, one is greeted by an unpleasant smell of Chinese medicine, a mixture of various dried medicinal herbs.
Su Yuxi frowned and subconsciously covered her nose, trying to block out the pungent smell.
As she approached the sofa, her gaze fell upon the dozen or so packets of Chinese medicinal herbs laid out on the table. Her expression changed slightly, a bad feeling creeping over her. She involuntarily took a few steps back: "Whose things are these?"
Fu Huaijin glanced at it briefly before looking away and sat down on the sofa, seemingly already used to carrying large and small bags of medicinal herbs.
Chu Juan poured them a glass of water, unaware of the fear in Su Yuxi's eyes, and carefully explained to them: "This pile of red-packaged items is Huaijin's, and this pile of white-packaged items is yours."
"The two copies must not be mixed up."
Besides the incredibly precious medicinal herbs, there was also the instruction: "Your portion contains a slight toxicity, and any utensils that come into contact with it must be stored separately."
Ensuring the safety of the medication used, he selected a suitable antidote for toad venom to lure the snake and gradually expel the venom.
This bit of poison is nothing to her, but it could be fatal to others, so we must be extremely careful.
"Oh." Su Yuxi glanced at the packets of medicine, her reaction indifferent.
"Okay, you guys rest first. I've already asked the nanny to brew the medicine. Just drink it after it's ready. I'm going upstairs to wash up. If you have any problems, just let me know."
"Yes, thank you for your hard work."
Chu Juan stood up, patted Fu Huaijin on the shoulder, and told him to relax. He was 90% confident that he could control Fu Huaijin's condition during the day.
As soon as he left, Su Yuxi glanced at the pile of medicine with obvious disdain. She didn't want to stay there for a moment longer. She casually greeted Fu Huaijin and hurried upstairs.
Fu Huaijin watched the figure rushing away, a sense of doubt rising in his heart. He wondered why she was running so fast, since there were no monsters or floods around.
He looked away and inadvertently noticed the wooden box left on the sofa.
That was a gift from the old lady, a delicate yet antique box.
Fu Huaijin picked up the box casually, weighed it in his hand, and found it to be quite heavy. Judging from the wood grain, the wood was of superior quality and emitted a faint sandalwood fragrance.
The old lady seemed to be very protective of this little thing; why would she just take it out and give it away like that?
He looked at the box, hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't suppress his curiosity and opened it directly.
In an instant, my eyes were momentarily blinded by what was inside; a flash of white light appeared before my eyes, and I couldn't see what it was for a moment.
When the white light dissipated and my pupils focused, I saw a pair of jade fish pendants of good quality.
Um?
Fu Huaijin took out the jade pendant and examined it repeatedly in his hand. The white jade was clear and lustrous with a restrained sheen and a slightly cool feel. The other piece of yellow jade was bright and vibrant in color, with a delicate and oily texture and a slightly warm feel. The two pieces, one warm and one cool, inexplicably intertwined to create an indescribable harmonious beauty.
"Two pieces..."
He held the yellow jade in his palm for a long time before putting the other white jade inside and returning it to its original position.
An hour later, two housekeepers brought in a bowl of medicine, both of which were freshly brewed and still steaming.
As they entered the living room, the strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine quickly spread, permeating every corner and making its presence impossible to ignore.
"Young Master Huaijin, the medicine is ready." The aunt carefully placed the medicine on the table, glancing at him furtively. When she saw his perfect profile, she quickly looked away, secretly thrilled.
Fu Huaijin was still playing with the yellow jade in his hand when he finally turned his gaze to the bowl of medicine that was about to cool down ten minutes later.
Besides delivering the medicine, the aunt had another mission: to see both of them drink the medicine before she would consider her mission complete.
Seeing that the medicine had gone cold, she mustered her courage and whispered a reminder: "Young Master Huaijin, Young Master Chujuan said that this medicine should be drunk while it's hot."
Fu Huaijin didn't say anything. When he saw that it was about time, he picked it up and gulped down the brown medicine in two big gulps.
The other aunt wasn't so lucky.
"Miss Su, are you there? The medicine is ready, could you please open the door?"
She called persistently at the door for almost ten minutes, but the person inside didn't respond, no matter what they were doing.
Perhaps she's asleep? Or maybe she's taking a shower.
She wanted to go inside to take a look, but found that the people inside had already locked the door from the inside.
Just as I was wondering whether I should go downstairs to get the spare key, I saw Fu Huaijin slowly walking over.
The maid's gaze fell on that tall and noble figure. Although his expression was calm and there was no anger on his face, it made people inexplicably nervous. Even looking at him for too long felt like a desecration.
She hurriedly lowered her head, her words becoming stammered: "Young Master Huai... Young Master Huaijin, Miss Su might be asleep, and her door is locked from the inside. I want to go..."
"Go...find the butler and get the spare key."
Fu Huaijin glanced at the tightly closed door, then took the still-steaming Chinese medicine from her hand, and waved gently at her, signaling her to hurry up and go.
"Okay." The aunt hurriedly left.
Fu Huaijin stood outside the door, raised his hand to knock, but then put it down after thinking about it.
He took a step closer, quietly looking at the door, closing his eyes, holding his breath, twitching his ears, and listening intently to the sounds inside.
There was someone inside, breathing slowly and gently, sounding like they were asleep.
However, no matter how much she tried to sleep, the person inside could still fall asleep peacefully despite the ten minutes of continuous knocking. Either she was genuinely exhausted, or she was faking it.
Fu Huaijin glanced at the medicine in his eyes, and recalling her earlier evasive behavior, he seemed to have figured something out.
"Young Master Huaijin, the spare key is here." The maid was panting as she ran, her voice loud enough for anyone inside to hear.
Sure enough, the breathing in the room suddenly quickened.
The moment the key was inserted into the lock, Fu Huaijin could hear that the people in the house seemed to have gotten out of bed.
He pushed open the door without hesitation, only to be greeted by darkness.
The heavy curtains blocked out all the light, and his gaze was fixed on the small bulge in the quilt, a slight smile playing on his lips.
I remember Su Yuxi didn't really like drawing the curtains. She said she liked letting the sunlight fill the room and loved the warm, sunny atmosphere.
However, now she hides herself in the darkness, which is somewhat like burying her head in the sand. Does she think that by hiding herself in the dark, others won't be able to see her?
This girl seems fearless; she locked the door and pretended to be asleep just for a bowl of medicine.
With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Fu Huaijin slowly approached the bedside and gently called her name.
“Su Yuxi…”
A deep, resonant voice echoed in the quiet room.
The person on the bed did not respond, continuing to lie quietly, not letting anyone notice anything amiss.
Fu Huaijin placed the medicine on the bedside table, and the unpleasant smell of the medicine wafted directly towards the person on the bed. Just this alone was enough to make Su Yuxi unable to hold back. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, her small nose unconsciously sniffed a few times, and her two eyes rolled back and forth uneasily.
"Su Yuxi, it's time to get up and take your medicine."
The person in the bed was already planning to play dead, so even if he screamed his lungs out, he wouldn't get a single response.
"Alright, stop pretending."
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