What should we do? We couldn't keep putting this off forever, could we? 444 was a little worried.
"There will always be a chance."
She refused to believe she couldn't find an opportunity to meet him alone.
Su Qiao peacefully closed her eyes and prepared to sleep for a while.
An hour later, she had rested enough. Just as she was about to get up and think of a way to find something to eat, a eunuch arrived with three other eunuchs and three palace maids, bringing her roasted meat and milk wine, along with several sets of clothes and matching accessories.
Su Qiao remembered that he was probably the chief eunuch beside the Crown Prince—the same Eunuch Yu who had escorted her back to her tent at noon.
As she drew slightly closer to him, Su Qiao faintly furrowed her brows.
What was wrong? Was there something wrong with him?
Since 444 was one with Su Qiao, it easily sensed that her mood was off.
"He has a strange medicinal smell on him. It's so faint that it's practically negligible, but it feels very familiar to me. I just can't remember what it is."
Su Qiao searched through her memories but found nothing.
He was the personal chief eunuch beside Xi Hanzhou and had followed him for twenty years. He shouldn't have a problem, right? It was normal for him to have a faint medicinal smell on him. Perhaps Xi Hanzhou often used medicine, and some of it had rubbed off on him?
444 didn't really believe that a eunuch like this could be a problem.
Su Qiao felt that 444 wasn't wrong either. "Perhaps."
Eunuch Yu stepped forward and bowed respectfully, a smile on his face. "Miss Su, His Highness gave these orders personally. The Imperial Chef used