Lu Wushuang's bedchamber lay within the inner residence of Lu Mansion, while Song Qingshu had been arranged in guest quarters on the other side. If he went over openly, he would inevitably alarm the others in Lu Mansion. Though his conscience was clear, paying a visit to an unmarried young woman in the dead of night would inevitably give others all sorts of improper ideas.
Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment. To save trouble, he ultimately decided to go over quietly and return quietly. With his lightness skill, no one in Lu Mansion would notice him anyway. Lu Wushuang was a woman of the martial world, and since he would leave after delivering the medicine, she presumably would not mind.
Having made up his mind, he did not alert anyone and headed through the night toward the courtyard where Lu Wushuang lived, as he remembered it.
Before long, Song Qingshu arrived at his destination. Without disturbing the maids outside, he went straight to Lu Wushuang's chamber.
"Miss Lu, this is Song Qingshu. I have an urgent matter and request an audience." Song Qingshu did not presumptuously enter at once. Instead, he lightly knocked on the door and used his inner energy to focus his voice into a thread that passed inside.
After waiting for a while with no response from within, Song Qingshu frowned. "Could she already be asleep?" It was quite late, and Lu Wushuang was injured. It was not strange for her to retire early.
"Miss Cheng? Miss Cheng?" Song Qingshu began calling for Cheng Ying instead. In his view, Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang were so close that she would surely be at Lu Wushuang's side caring for her at a time like this.
Lu Wushuang was injured and might sleep deeply, but Cheng Ying had always