Chapter 344 Crazy Young Master 5 The next morning.
Sunlight streamed through the paper windows, illuminating the interior.
After last night's storm, it was a rare morning, fresh and invigorating after the rain.
Lu Qianhan's eyelashes fluttered a few times before she slowly opened them.
This time, I didn't have the splitting headache I had expected.
He even felt a long-lost mental clarity. Although his body was still exhausted, the dull pain in his head, which felt like his soul was being torn apart, had lessened considerably.
Staring blankly at the familiar, intricate patterns on the tent ceiling, he felt a sudden unease.
How long has it been since he slept like this, until dawn, and woke up with a particularly clear mind?
Lu Qianhan sat up, her movements slow due to stiffness from sleeping for too long.
He twitched his nose, searching for the source of the fragrance in the room. He moved unconsciously, guided by his senses, and stood by the window.
There hung a very simple, even somewhat crude, white sachet.
It is not any of the incense sachets that the Lu family usually uses.
He reached out, his fingertips touching the cool cotton cloth, and took off the sachet, bringing it to his nose to sniff lightly.
The delicate and unique aroma of herbs and trees was similar to the scents he had captured the previous night.
It's not a hallucination.
His fingers tightened, clutching the small sachet in his palm.
The soft touch of the fabric and the subtle firmness of the filling are incredibly realistic.
Who hung this sachet here?
What is the purpose?
Why does this fragrance have such a peculiar effect on him?
Countless questions flashed through his mind in an instant.
Light footsteps came from outside the door; it was the old butler coming to check on things as usual.
Lu Qianhan suddenly turned around and put the sachet in her hand into her pocket.
His expression had returned to its usual coldness and aloofness.
Butler Li pushed open the door and saw the young master, who had already gotten up. His face was still pale, but his eyes were much clearer. His eyes instantly lit up with surprise and disbelief.
"Young Master, you...you're awake? How are you feeling?"
Butler Li's voice was filled with excitement.
Lu Qianhan did not answer his question, but waved his hand to tell him to shut up.
The Lu family's study is located on the east side of the main courtyard, which is completely different from the dark bedroom of Lu Qianhan.
Once Lu Qianhan had changed into a moon-white straight-cut long robe and was sitting in the study, he began to ask the steward about what happened last night.
Lu Qianhan's eyes were slightly closed, her slender fingers pressing her throbbing temples, and a lingering weariness shrouded her brows.
Those eyes were no longer the bloodshot madness of last night, but had returned to their usual coldness.
Butler Li stood quietly a few steps away from the desk, his body slightly bowed. He carefully observed the young master's expression, his breathing extremely soft.
The study was so quiet that you could hear the rustling of the wind through the bamboo leaves outside the window.
"Did I have another attack last night?"
After a long while, Lu Qianhan finally spoke, his voice hoarse and tinged with barely perceptible annoyance.
He stated rather than questioned, his tone revealing a numbness born of habit.
"Young Master, last night was indeed quite dangerous. You...you smashed quite a few things and almost hurt yourself."
Butler Li's heart tightened, and he quickly stepped forward, carefully choosing his words before replying in a low voice.
Lu Qianhan pressed her fingers against her temples with slightly more force, until her knuckles turned white.
"And then what?"
He certainly remembered that feeling of losing control. He closed his eyes and then opened them again, his eyes filled with an unfathomable chill.
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