Yuan Xuan's face darkened as he looked this woman who had caught a cold as a result of being disobedient and was now stubbornly refusing to take the medicine. He rubbed his forehead and got a headache just thinking about it. However, the man still coaxed in a low voice.
"Be good. Otherwise, your cold could get more severe. Just a single bowl of ginger soup won't be sufficient to get rid of it then. "Tomorrow is Lunar New Year's Eve. Do you want to celebrate the entire festive period with a cold?"
Ah Fu saw that Mistress was making a scene, and she was afraid that Young Master would not be able to coax her successfully, so she also piped up, "Don't worry, Mistress. I've added lots of brown sugar. It's not spicy."
