After meals, Cui Yun left the mansion.
He usually eats at the Ministry of Justice. Shen Hua realized belatedly that Cui Yun's return this time was just to apply medicine for her.
The kitchen maid's disgruntled mood transformed into an indescribable pleasure. Her lips couldn't help but curl upwards, and seeing no one around, Shen Hua, like a thief, used her fingers to flatten the curve again.
Three days later, when her sprain was almost healed.
At that time, Ying Er saw Cui Yun again.
He was travel-weary, presenting an item, yet still maintained utmost respect. As he entered, a faint fragrance wafted through the room, like plum blossoms amidst the winter snow.
"My lord, this is the incense Miss Shen used in her early years. I divided it in half, just now Ji Qing took the other half to Ni Kang for identification."
Cui Yun nodded, accepting it. His slender fingertips touched a bit of milky white fine powder.
Ying Er quickly added, "There's another matter."
