Su Yan sat at the door for another half an hour.
By the time the herbal soup was brought to her again, Yu Wenxu still hadn't come out.
Su Yan became quiet for a while.
Taking the herbal soup from Wei Wan's hands, she stood up and walked towards the study.
The little eunuch was conflicted, tasked with stopping her but not wanting to offend Su Yan.
He could only plead
"Miss, please don't make it difficult for this servant. Why not let this servant deliver the soup for you?"
Su Yan looked at him,
"The herbal soups from yesterday and the day before, he didn't drink them, and they were returned as they were. The medicine on the wound hasn't been changed for two days, and this morning the wound has become infected and worsened."
Instantly, the little eunuch dared not say a word.
He was caught between a rock and a hard place.
The herbal soups from the last two days were indeed delivered by him, but what could a servant do if the Prince chose not to drink it?
