The air inside was thick with the pungent, stinging scent of medicine.
Shen Feiwan walked slowly forward. The young maid who had led them inside cast her eyes downward, her manner timid and deferential. "If the Eldest Young Mistress would please take a seat for a moment... Aunt He is not feeling very well today..."
Before the words had even faded, the inner curtain was drawn aside.
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