"May I know how many days the Princess Consort of the Second Rank intends to rest here?" Brother Zheen's eyes conveyed an apology as he looked at An Jiuyue and asked her.
"No more than five days," An Jiuyue said.
Within five days, the antidote should be ready to refine. Once Qian Jiyun was free of poison, all that would remain was to treat his wounds.
And treating wounds could be done on the ship as well; there was no need to stay here the entire time.
"An Jiuyue, are you going to refine medicine?"
Zhan Beiye also understood An Jiuyue's intention; she was preparing to refine the antidote here for Qian Jiyun to take.
Indeed, there could be all sorts of dangers on the ship, and refining medicinal pills required a very quiet environment. A slight disturbance could very well ruin the entire process.
Moreover, he had heard An Jiuyue say before that it would take a few days to refine such an antidote.
"Yes."
An Jiuyue did not deny it.
