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Xiao Jinyan, hearing this, turned his head to look at the table beside the bed. Indeed, there was something there. He got up and examined the box inside and out.

Shen Chuwei knew that Xiao Jinyan was not familiar with Western medicine, so she instructed him on how much to take and how often.

After taking the medicine, Shen Chuwei went to sleep.

Xiao Jinyan, seeing that she was asleep, got out of bed, dressed neatly, and walked out from behind the curtain, only to see Wu Tan still meditating there, chanting scriptures. He didn’t pay attention to Wu Tan and turned to leave.

When Shen Chuwei woke up, her fever had subsided. It was hunger that had awakened her, her stomach growling with emptiness.

She got dressed and walked out, seeing Wu Tan still meditating and chanting. She had never seen Wu Tan so engrossed before, and inevitably felt puzzled and worried.

With her concerns, she walked over, crouched in front of Wu Tan, and asked anxiously, "Little Master Wutan, why are you still meditating and chanting?"

The Wu Tan in front of her seemed lost in his chanting, not reacting at all.

The confusion in Shen Chuwei’s eyes deepened. Even if he was concentrating, he should have heard her calling him, but there was no response at all. Could it be that...

In her urgency, she stretched out her hand and patted Wu Tan’s shoulder, "Little Master Wutan, what’s wrong with you?"

This time, Wu Tan snapped out of it as if awakened from a dream, his eyes suddenly opening, and the shade of red that was there vanished with the movement.

Shen Chuwei paused, then took a closer look and saw that Wu Tan’s eyes were black. She must have been seeing things just now.

"Little Master Wutan, what’s wrong?" she repeated.

Wu Tan took a moment to respond gently, "The monk is alright."

Shen Chuwei was still worried, "But you didn’t look alright just now. Are you sick too? Let me check your pulse."

Wu Tan shook his head, "The monk is truly fine, probably just feeling weak today because I didn’t rest last night."

Shen Chuwei examined Wu Tan closely and saw clear dark circles under his eyes, a sure sign of lack of sleep, and his complexion was somewhat pale.

Had Wu Tan been meditating all night?

"Have some breakfast, then go in and rest for a while."

Wu Tan nodded, "Mhm, thank you for your concern."

When Xiao Jinyan came in, he saw Shen Chuwei crouching in front of Wu Tan and walked over with a frown.

Seeing Xiao Jinyan, Shen Chuwei stood up to greet him, "Your Highness."

Xiao Jinyan approached her, "Has your fever subsided?"

Without waiting for her reply, his hand reached out to feel her forehead.

It might have been the rain from yesterday, but the fever-reducing medicine Shen Chuwei took worked quickly.

"The fever has subsided," she confirmed.

Xiao Jinyan, finding her forehead not hot, finally felt relieved.

Qin Xiao got up early that morning and cooked some porridge.

Shen Chuwei quickly made dough and fried the Fried Dough Sticks, the easiest meal to prepare.

Wu Tan had a bowl of porridge and two Fried Dough Sticks then went to sleep.

Shen Chuwei took a bite of the Fried Dough Stick, watching Wu Tan’s slender figure disappear through the door, and asked Qin Xiao with her cheeks puffed, "Did Wutan stay up all night?"

Qin Xiao replied, "I’m not sure, but he didn’t enter the small cottage all night."

As a martial artist, Qin Xiao had become very vigilant from spending time outdoors. If Wu Tan had come in, he would have noticed, since they had to share a bed and he had to be alert to leave space for him.

"So that’s why he looks so pale," Shen Chuwei observed.

Xiao Jinyan looked at Shen Chuwei with a hint of displeasure, "Why do you care so much about him?"

Shen Chuwei replied, "Shouldn’t friends help each other out?"

Xiao Jinyan snorted, "He and I are not friends."

Shen Chuwei picked up a Fried Dough Stick and placed it in Xiao Jinyan’s bowl, smiling, "Your Highness, have a Fried Dough Stick."

Watching her smile, Xiao Jinyan’s displeasure faded by half. He looked down at the Fried Dough Stick in his bowl and couldn’t help but admire her preparedness; carrying so many things with her meant they were almost never short of food and drink.

Suddenly, he remembered the quilt that had appeared out of nowhere, looking at Shen Chuwei with curiosity. But she was just quietly eating her meal, and it was a mystery how she had managed to produce the quilt.

In the afternoon, the rain had stopped and the sun came out.

However, the roads were still muddy and difficult to traverse.

With nothing else to do, Xiao Jinyan led Shen Chuwei into the small room for a nap.

After eating her fill, Shen Chuwei’s favorite thing was to take a nap. Upon entering, she quickly undressed...

Xiao Jinyan’s hand reached for the waist tie, and seeing the person in front of him skillfully undressing, his attempt to untie his waist tie paused. It seemed as if she was always very enthusiastic about going to sleep.