He had just said that the master had taken his medicine only two days ago. By all rights, the poison should not flare up for another four or five days. He had not fought or been injured just now, so how could it have suddenly flared up?
Su Baiwen was so angry he nearly choked, but he could not bring himself to lose his temper at his little sister. He could only stare coldly at the man on the bed who was putting on an act:
"Our place is terribly shabby and not suitable for recuperation. Besides, it is already getting late. Prince Jing, you should hurry back to your own place."
Hmph. Wherever you came from, hurry up and get back there.
Su Qiao did not object.
"My brother is right. My courtyard is a little run-down, and there are no braziers. It is still early spring, and the weather is cold. Go back early and have your people prepare a few more braziers. Don't let yourself get cold."
"Cough, cough. All right."
Ye Jinghua slowly rose from the bed. As he left, he cast a somewhat cold glance at Fifteen.
"Xun Feng, have someone bring Miss Su a few braziers."
"Yes."
Xun Feng knew that his master was blaming Fifteen and hurriedly gave her a meaningful look.
Fifteen felt somewhat guilty and hurried out to prepare the braziers.
She had been careless earlier.
All four of them possessed Internal Energy and did not feel the cold. Su Qiao also disliked them meddling in her affairs, so they had forgotten that the first lunar month had not yet ended and that the weather was still rather chilly.
After Ye Jinghua left, Su Baiwen pulled his sister over to sit at the table and once again earnestly tried to persuade