On the official road, the carriage swayed, a few dun-colored horses dragging it with listless effort, advancing at a slow pace across the level land.
Tang Wan was as listless as the horses outside, partly because she was tired of arguing, and on the other hand, the feeling of weakness brought about by her physical deficiency gave her a rather magical ailment from the Da Ming era.
Motion sickness.
"Kidney deficiency, always after exhaustion, back and leg pain. Have I overdrawn my kidneys?"
Zhou Li noticed the half-dead Tang Wan and, after inquiring about her with a nauseating tone of voice, he leaned in and handed her a medicine bottle, "Take a Shen Bao pill!"
Tang Wan took it, didn't even look at it, and dumped it into her mouth. After chewing for a moment and swallowing forcefully, Tang Wan looked at Zhou Li with a face full of resentment and belched with the taste of star anise.
"Oh my."
