When Qian Miao came out carrying the clothes, Xie Ciyan spoke up again. "Go back and teach your younger brother properly. Jumping into the lake over some piddling little thing-how is he supposed to protect your master in the future?"
"Yes."
Qian Miao looked at Qian Yan floating stiff as a board in the lake and sighed silently.
Let him soak a little longer.
"Sixth Miss Jiang, these are my master's clothes. Sorry for the trouble, but could you take them to him?"
"Sure."
Always happy to work when money was involved, Jiang Yourning carried the clothes back, with Jiang Wanrong and Xie Ciyan following her.
From her younger sister's thoughts, Jiang Wanrong had more or less figured it out.
The State Preceptor had been poisoned, and her sister might have a way to cure him. That was also why he had spent a fortune to befriend her.
Xie Ciyan, meanwhile, was worried and wanted to see whether Qing Qianxue's Cold Affliction really was about to flare up.
And so.
The corner that had been just right for two people now held four, making it feel rather crowded.
"Master, here are your clothes. Hurry and get changed."
Jiang Yourning handed him the clothes with a smile, her tone as fawning as ever.
"Thank you."
Qing Qianxue took the clothes and prepared to stand.
Still uneasy, Xie Ciyan spoke up beside him.
"Qianxue, are you all right?"
"I'm fine. I merely knocked over a cup of tea by accident."
"That's good, then."
"National Preceptor, if you feel any discomfort, please say so. Though I specialize in poisons, I can also treat minor surface injuries."
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Wanrong spoke as well.
"Thank you."
"Oh, come on, Sis. Let's hurry back to grilling fish. It was only a cup