Xiao Wan'er rested briefly.
The strange thought that had arisen when Chen Yu made her think of Chen Yi finally faded for the most part.
Just as Shen Huatang and Xie Tingyun had said.
Chen Yi was not skilled in the Martial Path, merely a frail scholar proficient in the four arts of qin, chess, calligraphy, and painting. He could not possibly be more unrelated to Chen Yu, the owner of Hundred Herbs Hall.
As for why she felt the two were alike, after mulling it over, she could only attribute it to coincidence.
It could not possibly be some bizarre tale like Chen Yu being Chen Yi's long-lost brother.
Seeing that it was still early, Xiao Wan'er instructed Xiao Wuge to study his etiquette lessons diligently, then took the booklet, Hundred Herbs Hall Expansion Plan, and headed for Qingjing Residence.
In truth, she was not a decisive, vigorous woman by nature.
Or perhaps it was because of her health.
It had made her temperament gentler and more delicate since childhood. She always considered others, and when weighing matters, she almost never thought of herself first.
Just as with Hundred Herbs Hall.
She was in such a hurry to see the old master simply because she had recognized the value of this plan.
If Hundred Herbs Hall could rapidly grow as described in the Plan, it would bring nothing but benefits to the Xiao Family.
Not only could it bring considerable wealth to the Xiao Family, resolving most future financial matters involving the household, the Dingyuan Army, and beyond.
It would also be an act of charity.
Healing the sick and saving lives was, after all, a way to do good and accumulate virtue.
It could also improve the Xiao Family's reputation.
Xiao Wan'er knew very well that for an