In the study.
Jiu You stood outside the door, Qian Sanniu added tea at the wooden case, and Pei Jue held a roll of documents, sitting erect.
Feng Yun stepped over the threshold, her greetings graceful.
Only then did Pei Jue raise his eyes to look, "You all may leave."
Qian Sanniu sighed in relief.
"Yes."
The door closed, footsteps retreating.
Feng Yun walked closer to inspect his cluttered desk, filled with official documents, her expression turned somber as well.
"Is it very troublesome?"
Pei Jue silently looked at her, set down the documents, and took out two porcelain vases from the drawer.
"Come, let me apply the medicine for you."
The bodies of the vases, in shades of green, were very familiar; Feng Yun's eyelids twitched slightly, her cheeks instantly burning hot.
"No need..."
Pei Jue: "I was somewhat impulsive last night."
