The morning light was dim, and a light fog cloaked Ze County, which was just waking up.
Wisps of smoke rose from the rooftops of each household, stretching slowly in the cool air, sometimes intertwining, sometimes dispersing.
With a creak, the door was pushed open.
Yu Jingcheng came in from outside: "Are you still unwell? I bought some buns in the street. They're still warm."
Lady Yu half-sat on the couch, her complexion slightly pale, but her brows and eyes were gentle. She sipped ginger tea with brown sugar in small sips.
During those few days each month, her lower abdomen felt as if a blunt knife were stirring inside.
She softly said, "Much better."
At the moment, she couldn't eat anything.
She glanced at the sky outside, preparing to get up: "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, Yaoyao has to go to Old Master Sun's place to pay respects for the New Year, and I haven't prepared the New Year's gift yet."
She carefully explained her plans to Yu Jingcheng.
