Jin Xianrong felt desolate. Such an understanding and delicate flower of a lady; if it were not for the fear of offending the Grand Preceptor's Mansion, he truly wished to take her back to his residence, to care for her tenderly, and to hide her in a golden house for the rest of his life.
As he was feeling regretful, the person in front of him said, "Has Lord Jin used up the fragrant pills?"
Jin Xianrong was startled, "That Pond Spring Grass Dream? I've only got one left."
He laughed awkwardly, "You haven't come for more than half a month, and there aren't many fragrant pills left. I've even used the last few from the Jade Terrace Incense Burner. I've only got one left, which I really can't bear to use... Could Doctor Lu send me some more?"
Lu Tong smiled and took out a small porcelain jar about the size of a little wine jar from the medical box,
