The Lucky Farmgirl

Old Madam Yin was also very worried about Yin Huo, but seeing him come in with his usual stern face, she held back what she had been about to nag about and asked instead, "What did you do today?"

"Just took a walk on the street."

Old Madam Yin then said with a smile, "It’s good to take a walk, you have been out of spirits lately, and walking all morning must have tired you. Go back and have some food, rest a bit. You didn’t have time to take your medicine this morning before leaving, so take it after lunch, and then take a nap. There’s no need for you to come for evening courtesy call tonight. If there’s anything you want to eat, just command the kitchen to prepare it. Get a good rest."

Yin Huo bowed his head in agreement, stood up, and withdrew.

Old Madam Yin sighed, calling over the head maid in the room, "Let the small kitchen in the young master’s courtyard prepare the medicine, and avoid the main room so as not to bother the young master with the smell."

Daya agreed.

By the time the medicine had been boiled and delivered to Yin Huo, nearly half an hour had passed.

He glanced at the dark medicinal concoction and said to the servant, "Leave it here, I’ll drink it once it cools down a bit."

The servant agreed and exited the room.

Yin Huo did not like having too many people in the room, nor did he like his dwelling to be noisy. Therefore, the servants only attended in the courtyard and even then, they had to be very quiet. If anyone made a loud noise, Yin Huo would show his irritation, and those responsible were immediately reassigned elsewhere.

As Changshou quietly lit a stick of incense, intending to leave, he saw the young master stand up, pick up the bowl of medicine, walk to the rear window, push it open, and pour the medicine out directly.