Han Clan's rear courtyard.
Han Fei led several elders out with profuse thanks, carefully shutting the courtyard gates behind them, afraid that even an extra breath might disturb the people inside.
Zi Yan was still circling Lu Heng, her little hands clasped behind her back, nose twitching as her toes kicked at the bluestone bricks.
"Give me one to try, just one."
Zi Yan leaned close to Lu Heng, tilting up her head with her little mouth pouting high.
"That lightning struck so loudly just now. The pill must be really sweet."
Lu Heng was utterly helpless. With a swipe over his Storage Ring, he took out a small bottle of green jade and tossed it straight into Zi Yan's arms.
"Take it. They're leftover seventh-tier medicinal pills from my previous alchemy. They didn't form into pills, but their medicinal potency is mild. Enough for you to chew on for two days."
Zi Yan caught the jade bottle, pulled out the stopper, and sniffed it. Her face immediately blossomed with delight.
"At least you still have a little conscience."
She poured out a pill glowing faintly green and tossed it into her mouth, crunching it to pieces before swallowing. Satisfied, she patted her belly.
Xiao Yi Xian could not help laughing when she saw Zi Yan like this.
"You'll turn into a little fatty sooner or later."
"No, I won't. I'm growing, understand?"
Zi Yan rolled her eyes, hugged the medicine bottle, and darted back into the East Wing.
Qing Lin came over carrying a basin of freshly drawn well water and handed Lu Heng a clean cotton towel.
"Brother Lu Heng, wipe your sweat. That lightning just now looked really frightening."
Lu Heng accepted the towel and wiped his face, then casually ruffled Qing Lin's hair.
"It's fine. All