In the past few days, because she had to accompany her family, Li Xianyun could only sneak in the time to draw drafts of weapons designs, yet the progress was quite slow.
Now, with a good deal of time at her disposal, she could focus on drawing the drafts earnestly.
At noon, Li Xianyun had someone bring the meal to the Warm Pavilion where she was painting, to dine there.
Yelu Yan, though busy with government affairs, still found the time to come back midday.
When the maid mentioned Li Xianyun had the food brought to the inner chamber, he couldn't help but feel a pang of concern, fearing she wasn't feeling well.
Yelu Yan immediately quickened his pace.
Upon entering the inner chamber, he saw Li Xianyun hunched over her painting in the Warm Pavilion and he felt a surge of anger.
Not feeling well, yet still not taking care of herself.
Thinking this, Yelu Yan strode over confidently.
He wanted to see what was keeping her so busy that she couldn't even eat properly.
