The chicken soup was refreshing and fragrant. It has a tinge of herbal scent which relieved Wei Pinyao's cough—she no longer coughed as frequently as before.
"This soup…"
Wei Pinyao took another spoonful of soup which was fed by her maid. She tasted a trace of strange flavor within the soup. She looked up in surprise and her eyes were filled with confusion.
"What kind of herbs did you add?"
Qin Yi was taken aback—herbs could not be simply taken. Even more shocking was the fact that she has never heard of rejuvenating meals being laced with herbs. That's why she felt anxious and worried after listening to Pinyao's words.
"That's right."
Feng Ruqing grinned.
"In the past, I've heard uncle talked about Aunt Yao's bad health. There's a medicine that can replenish qi. If one were to constantly use it, it will alter the physique and make it strong. On the contrary, this medicine must not be overly consumed. Once a day shall suffice."
