Perhaps we can start from another angle.
She pondered for a moment, then reached out and took out several medicinal herbs.
Albizia bark is used for its calming and mood-lifting effects, while daylily root is known as the "forget-sorrow herb" for its ability to soothe the mind and calm the nerves. In addition, a small amount of styrax is added to open the orifices, dispel foul odors, unblock the meridians, and relieve pain.
The aroma of styrax can penetrate the meridians, and when combined with a small amount of agarwood fragments, it can guide the various medicines and stabilize the Qi.
With practiced ease, she placed the selected medicinal herbs into the stone mortar, picked up the pestle, and began to grind them with a rhythmic, measured touch.
Her expression was focused, her eyes fixed on the medicinal herbs that were gradually turning into fine powder.
The medicinal herbs are ground into an extremely fine powder, mixed evenly, and emit a clear and unique herbal aroma, slightly bitter, but neutralized by the warmth of agarwood and the crispness of styrax, which will calm the mind of those who smell it.
She carefully weighed the powder with a copper scale, took out some of the powder, put it on a piece of plain white cotton cloth, and deftly wrapped it into a plump little ball with her nimble fingers.
Then tie the opening tightly with the same colored silk thread, making a sturdy knot.
A fragrant night-blooming jasmine sachet is now complete.
After finishing with the herbs in the medicine box, Zi Xi waved her hand, and various materials reappeared in the previously empty space of the old medicine box.
Today was truly a wonderful day.
In the stillness of the night, the rain had stopped sometime earlier, leaving only the pattering of water dripping from the eaves, which made the silence all the more profound.
Only the blurry figure of the night patrolman and the occasional bark of a dog broke the silence of the Lu family's old residence.
Zi Xi left the side room quietly.
She avoided the occasional bodyguards who passed by and, relying on the route she had memorized, returned to the main courtyard where Lu Qianhan lived.
The main courtyard was quieter than the side courtyard. The bodyguards outside the gate seemed to relax a little because of the young master's rare calmness, and they were dozing off against the pillars.
The room was pitch black, with only Lu Qianhan's steady breathing faintly audible.
Zi Xi did not attempt to enter.
After all, Lu Qianhan's vigilance was beyond imagination. Even in his sleep, approaching him rashly could wake him up at any time, causing the acupuncture treatment to be in vain.
Her gaze fell on the tightly closed window.
The window frames are carved, with large gaps.
She held her breath and quietly approached.
Holding the small night-blooming jasmine sachet between her fingertips, she carefully wound the silk thread attached to the sachet inwards to secure it, aiming at the gap in the window frame.
A light-colored sachet hung outside the window, hidden in the shadows, like an inconspicuous decoration.
A night breeze swept by, bringing the dampness from the grass and trees in the courtyard, and also subtly infusing the elegant herbal fragrance emanating from the sachet into the room.
After doing all this, she quickly disappeared into the darkness of the corridor, as if she had never been there.
The room was pitch black.
Lu Qianhan lay on the bed, not completely asleep as outsiders assumed.
The effects of Zi Xi's injection are gradually fading.
The weariness in his body remained heavy, and the sharp noise in his mind, along with the feeling of almost drowning, surged back like a tide, trying to drag him back into that abyss of madness.
He tossed and turned in bed, his thin nightgown soaked with cold sweat once again.
Just then, a very subtle, clear, slightly bitter herbal scent mingled with the night breeze and entered his nostrils.
The scent was unfamiliar, unlike any other smell he was used to.
It is neither strong nor cloying, and even carries a sense of coolness, strangely possessing a calming power.
The cacophony that had been raging in my mind seemed to be separated by this faint fragrance.
The fear that tore at his nerves seemed to have found an anchor to cling to.
He unconsciously took a deep breath.
The fragrance seeped into his lungs with his breath, seemingly calming the pent-up frustration within him that was raging and burning his internal organs.
Lu Qianhan's tense muscles relaxed slightly.
His initially rapid and disordered breathing gradually became steady and then long in the darkness where no one knew him.
This time, I wasn't forced to sleep by external forces, but rather, after my body and mind received a slight reassurance, I truly fell into a deep sleep.
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