Ran Yan also had no idea where Su Fu had thrown the mat, so she had to keep a straight face and act as if she didn't know.
"How could there be one missing?" Mrs. Xing asked. "Could you have forgotten to lay it out? It's already autumn, be careful not to let the Wife catch a cold."
Wan Lu grumbled, "That can't be right, there were only three mats, and I laid out two... "
Fortunately, no one seemed intent on dwelling on the matter, and Wan Lu found a new mat to lay on the couch.
After washing up, Xiao Man served the food. Because of the turmoil in her mind, Ran Yan ate only a little before dismissing everyone. She then immersed herself in studying the sedative Su Fu had used, with the half cup of water in hand.
Some time had passed when someone knocked on the door; the voice of Wan Lu could be heard outside, bustling and flustered, "Wife, something big has happened."
Ran Yan frowned, paused her actions, and said, "Come in."
