Beneath the bamboo pole propped against the north window of the west side room, Weimo had a wool blanket draped over her knees. On the embroidery frame, the outline of a mandarin duck was already taking shape on the bright red cloud brocade.
The late autumn wind carried a slight chill. Ever since she was caught in the rain in the Youting courtyard, she had constantly felt a lingering cold throughout her body.
Wan'er had specially written a tonic prescription for her, and Zhao Yan had also had a mink blanket tailored for her. Every day after taking her medicine, she would drape the blanket over her knees to keep warm.
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