Su Binglan thought about it carefully, but she did not feel she had said anything she should not have.
She wondered if the talk of traps triggered his anxiety and if he knew about traps before their conversation.
Luo Jin'an's carving skills were undoubtedly not ordinary. Perhaps he had learned about traps from someone. It seemed that his identity was quite complicated.
Su Binglan knew her husband's body could not withstand the torment, and she remembered that he had not slept well because he needed to take care of her.
She hurriedly went to the box and got some herbs to brew. Then she gave it to Luo Jin'an and let him rest.
Afterward, Su Binglan looked at her kneaded dough and started to make her desserts. She used the two molds her husband made for several peach pastries and sesame seed biscuits. They were in the shapes of small fish and birds.
