A maid brought over a bowl of Chinese medicine that had been brewed for several hours. "Elder Miss, please have this bowl of medicine."
Tang Mo'er had been taking Chinese medicine for quite some time now. She had no idea what was the contents, but it was from Lu Yeming. Ever since she started taking it, there had been some noticeable results, she hadn't aged as quickly.
Though Lu Yeming hadn't mentioned anything about the medicine before, she knew that it must be rare and rather costly.
She brought the bowl to her lips, wanting to drink it.
But when she smelled the herbal scent of it, her gastric acid refluxed and she knitted her brows in discomfort.
"What's the matter?"
A magnetic voice rang in her ears. Tang Mo'er lifted her eyes and they met with Lu Yeming's deep-set ones. He looked at her with concern.
"Yeming, can I skip tonight's medicine?"
Lu Yeming shook his head, not giving any leeway. "No."
"…"
