What the hell, Shen Jingxian directly ordered someone to take Mu Yuan away.
Looking very much like a heartless jerk after a fling.
As Mu Yuan left, he dropped off an antidote, which would wake anyone who fainted by letting them smell it; they'd be awake within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn out.
Shen Jingxian handed the antidote to the Hidden Guards to detoxify them, while she herself sat back down and began reading the letter sent by Wen Ranchen.
This era is such an inconvenience, Wen Ranchen has been gone for more than half a month, and it's only now she's receiving his first letter.
Along with the letter came a dried flower, which Shen Jingxian had never seen in the Capital. Its slender petals were like ice flakes, cool and transparent to the touch, seemingly fragile but not like a cicada's wings; rather, they were more like glass. Its stamens were light yellow, with some pollen still lingering on them.
