Even if Old Madam Chu disagreed, what would it matter as long as she had the Marquis's favor? No one could shake her position.
Three days later, Pei Huaian once again came to the shop, as the seven days were up.
Shao He once again administered acupuncture to him, but this time, ten silver needles were inserted into the acupoints on his knees, after which she took out some mugwort, lit it, and smoked the area surrounded by the silver needles.
Pei Huaian, seeing the person half-kneeling before him, said softly, "I heard that the matrimonial matters between the Jhiang Family and the Fang Family have already been scheduled. You are indeed highly skilled in medicine, even capable of curing Miss Jhiang's illness."
Shao He looked up at him; her pitch-black eyes were like abysses, and it seemed that one more glance would cause one to fall deep into them.
"It was just a coincidence."
