Xu Henshui's body shuddered as he begrudgingly placed the few herbs into the medicine cabinet. Yet Ji Liuli was still not satisfied and nodded towards another empty cabinet.
From the pocket close to his body, Xu Henshui took out a delicately small box adorned with orchids. He opened the lid to reveal several grain-sized, dark items inside, the nature of which was unknown. But judging by his trembling lips, these seemingly insignificant things were certainly extraordinary. Suddenly, he turned, staring at Ji Liuli with anger filling his eyes.
This was the first time Wei Yuan had seen Xu Henshui's face, a face more delicate than most women's, which when angry had an even greater charm, truly as if a person were like a Dao Foundation.
Xu Henshui gritted his teeth and said, "Don't push me too far!"
"I, push, you, too, far?" With each word Ji Liuli spoke, she peeled a petal off an orchid, finally pinching the stigma and rubbing it gently.
