When Wang Yue had that thought, he froze. Since when had he gotten so lustful?
After thinking it over, he understood what was going on. Ever since he started in the world of Xiao Bie Li, he seemed to have been going without for a long time.
Wang Yue kept reassuring himself that he hadn't suddenly become a lecher. He hurried upstairs to clear his head. But as soon as he reached the upper floor, he spotted Liu Yuru standing in the pavilion in the small courtyard not far away.
His eyes shifted as he thought of the medicinal herbs Wang San had bought. He quickly asked Gu San to bring them upstairs, then picked out what he wanted and sorted the useless herbs into categories. With his medical knowledge, he realized the remaining herbs should be enough to make some tonics and remedies for wind-cold.
With that in mind, he quickly sorted through them. After picking out what he needed, he used the remaining herbs to prepare several medicines, wrapped each in paper, then wrote down what it was for.
Once he was done, he went downstairs and sent Wang San and the others far away. Then, holding the packets of medicine, he took a running start and vaulted over the courtyard wall.
The mistress and maid were chatting in the pavilion, apparently unafraid of catching a chill. Even after all this time, they were still talking there.
Seeing this, Wang Yue understood the general situation at the Liu residence. This pavilion was probably the only place where the mistress and maid could talk freely. The concubine likely had control over everywhere else.
Wang Yue shook his head helplessly, took out a packet of medicine, and threw it with all his might. But he didn't have any Internal Energy,