The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law

Gu Youyou stuck out her tongue, her face full of disdain.

"This is an outright monopoly, where only officials are allowed to start fires while commoners can’t even light a lantern."

Since the glass-making venture had become unfeasible, her Four Seasons Medicine Shed faced difficulties.

She complained, "The weather in the north is so cold, my cousin told me that out of the four seasons, two are considered winter. Under such climate conditions, herbs don’t grow well. If they were transported from the south, it would be too far, and the cost of transportation is the least of concerns; the main issue is that some substances must be used fresh for their medicinal properties to be effective."

By the end of the first lunar month, the weather these past few days had been unusually cold. Gu Youyou whined as she drew herself further into her quilt. Since arriving in Beijing, she had resumed taking her medicine to suppress the winter poison. The northern winters were incomparably colder than those in the south.

Jin Zijin drew her icy body into his embrace, his handsome brows knitting together.

Without dispelling the cold poison in her body, she was unsuited for the northern climate. If it were not for him climbing over the wall every night to be by her side, who knew how much more medicine she would need to drink to keep the poison at bay.

He gently patted her back and said, "Great Scholar Lin received quite a few rewards before the New Year, surely he can afford a few baskets of coal fire?"