Xie Xun furrowed his brows as he looked at her, half-believing and half-doubting. Fengyu chuckled lightly and said, "I tend to feel cold during autumn and winter, so I often drink some medicine to nourish my body and strengthen it. It's nothing serious."
Xie Xun was not someone easily deceived. Having spent years rolling around in the military camp, he understood a thing or two about pharmacology. Medicine for strengthening the body wasn't unfamiliar to him, but the smell of this one wasn't right. However, the Imperial Physician had checked Fengyu's pulse and confirmed her health. She didn't want to say more, so Xie Xun didn't continue to press her.
"Eunuch Chen said you'd return after dinner. Was today particularly busy?"
"Busy!" Xie Xun softened his tone, embracing Fengyu and whining, "They all disagreed with my plan to duel Dugu Jing. It's giving me a headache, one after another. Do they all think I'm going to lose?"
