Over the past few days, Su Zhen had always waited until Han Zhi had left before having someone prepare her daily medicinal broth. Today, however, things were different—because today was the twentieth day of the eighth month, and Han Zhi had another day off.
Such medicinal ingredients were nothing special a thousand years later. But here in the Northern Song dynasty, a certain amount of feudal superstition still lingered. Everyone knew what Ziheche was; outsiders could see it, but a husband simply could not.
People said that if a husband saw it, it would bring bad luck; or that if a husband saw it, it would disperse their affinity for future children. Because of this, both Zhou Miao'an and Madam Cheng had given repeated, earnest warnings, and even Yueping had to sneak around when brewing the medicine, terrified that Han Zhi might run into this "unclean thing."
Chapter 423