"Old Mrs. Chen, you don't need to see us off." Chang An stepped forward to stop Old Mrs. Chen and Chen Zigeng.
Xie Liangchen quickly took a few steps forward, as if accidentally walking to Song Xian's side.
Song Xian's voice came: "The medicinal dish you made last time was very much liked by my grandmother. She's not been feeling well recently and doesn't have an appetite for regular food. If you have time, tell Chang Yue to come and make some medicinal dishes at home."
It's rare for Song Xian to say such a thing as "if you have time".
Xie Liangchen said: "I'll come first thing in the morning."
Song Xian nodded.
The group walked to the village entrance, and Chang An's men brought the horses.
Song Xian mounted his horse.
Xie Liangchen promptly handed the simple food box in her hand to Chang An.
Song Xian's eyes slightly lifted; hadn't Chang An already taken the Sanqi tea she made? What was that? Could it be that she even prepared food for the night?
"This is for Lord Cheng."
