Chapter 223 - 175, The Blood Must Be Cold_3
Chen Ji pulled a waist tag from his bosom, "A spy from the Spy Department, looking for Doctor Yao of Taiping Medical Hall."
A Jiefan Guard under the douli scrutinized him, "Doctor Yao and Mr. Chen have both left the Prince Mansion; you should go back to the Medical Hall to find them."
Chen Ji thanked him, then returned to the Taiping Medical Hall, only to find the door firmly shut.
He frowned and pushed open the gate, "Master, I’m back!"
No one answered.
Chen Ji led his warhorse through the main hall to the backyard, the courtyard was quiet and empty, only the red ribbons on the apricot tree added a hint of warmth... Could the Jiefan Guard have deceived him?
He shouted loudly, "Master, are you at home?’
The next moment, he saw that the stove in the kitchen had already been lit, and a pot of white porridge was cooking on it, which finally let him breathe a sigh of relief. The master and the others had indeed been returned but had gone who knows where.
Chen Ji pondered for a moment, tied the reins of his warhorse to the apricot tree, then started undressing in front of the water tank.
He poured scoop after scoop of ice-cold, bone-chilling water over his head, washing away all the dust. Only when his skin turned red did he finally stop.
Just as he was returning to his bedroom to change into dry clothes, he heard Old Yao’s grumbling from outside, "I only step out for a moment, and you’ve already turned the courtyard into a pool of water. Are you one of the shrimp soldiers and crab generals from the Luo River, so fond of cold water baths?"