Xia Chuyan stood in the small kitchen, pouring out Xia Weibao's medicine.
She sneaked a glance at the three people sitting on the sofa.
Turning around, she blocked everyone's view.
She sprinkled some medicinal powder, thought about it, and then added twice as much.
With one hand holding the medicine and the other holding pastries, she came out.
"Fifth Sister, drink the medicine first."
Xia Weibao calmly took it, bringing it close to her lips for a sniff.
Her brow furrowed slightly.
What exactly was Xia Chuyan trying to do by giving her this medicine for wind-cold, which wouldn't cause anything more than a mild illness?
What does this mean?
If she wanted to kill her, poison would be much more straightforward.
Getting her a wind-cold, what on earth is that?
And now it's even more ridiculous, triple the dosage!
To understand Xia Chuyan's intentions, she'd have to drink it.
So, Her Majesty the Empress tilted her head back, finishing the bowl.
