"She's such a slut, how come she didn't get infected?"
"Don't worry, Miss, it might flare up soon," Xia Yan said in a low voice.
Jiang Yanwan gritted her teeth, "That would be best."
She walked out of the room, then suddenly stopped. "I can't leave. My mother is still in danger, so I'll stay in the orchid garden to watch over her."
Xia Yan cautioned, "What if we get infected..."
Jiang Yanwan said angrily, "Then wait in the courtyard and have someone come over to burn some mugwort."
“Miss, it will get even colder in the courtyard after dark, and your body won’t be able to handle it.”
Jiang Yanwan said coldly, "Even if you can't bear it, you can't leave."
Xia Yan had no choice but to send someone back to Huaguang Courtyard to fetch a fox fur coat and a hot water bottle to keep her company while she waited in the courtyard.
Jiang Yanwan initially refused to wear the fox fur coat, but Xia Yan advised, "You can take it off when the Prime Minister returns or when the Madam wakes up. There's no need to really make yourself suffer; getting cold will only give Lin Qingwan more opportunities to take advantage of you."
That's true.
Jiang Yanwan had never suffered from hunger or cold before. Even though she was wrapped in a thick fox fur coat and changed the hot water bottle several times, she still felt the cold seeping into her body from the soles of her feet. She was shivering from the cold, and her eyelashes were covered in frost.
Lin Qingwan sat on the soft couch by the window, hugging her knees, holding a steaming cup of tea in her hands, watching Jiang Yanwan outside, feeling listless and impatient.
Jiang Yanwan finally experienced what it was like to be forced to kneel in the courtyard as punishment.
But that's not enough.
She took out a small porcelain bottle, about the size of a finger, from her bosom, mixed it with the rash ointment, and applied it to Lin Shi in front of Rong Ma.
"Miss Qingwan, this medicine of yours..."
"It's just ordinary calming herbs to help my mother sleep more soundly and recover faster."
Rong Ma glanced at Jiang Yanwan's voice outside, her expression complicated.
Jiang Yanwan waited for nearly two hours, until her legs were stiff.
"Miss, the hot water is ready." Xia Yan handed over the hot water bottle.
Jiang Yanwan was touched, and frowned stiffly, "Don't you know how to heat the water up? It cools down so quickly, it's not warm enough to keep your hands warm."
Xia Yan was taken aback. "Miss, if it gets any hotter, I won't be able to hug you."
Jiang Yanwan's hands were so frozen that she couldn't feel them, and she couldn't even feel the temperature of the hot water bottle.
"Mother..." Jiang Yanwan sniffed, her nose seemingly frozen, "Is she still not awake?"
"No."
"Miss, how about I take you back to warm up..."
Jiang Yanwan wavered. She missed the underfloor heating in the house, the hot tea and soup, and the warmth of the water enveloping her. But what if her mother woke up soon?
Fortunately, just as she was hesitating, a servant came to report, "The Prime Minister and the young master have returned!"
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