Yueyao nodded her head, "Since it's like that, let's go to Zhaohua Temple tomorrow!" Having just met Zhou Shu, who wasn't that crazy yet, Yueyao would shudder with fear at the mere thought of him later on.
At this thought, Yueyao became frightened and couldn't sleep at all.
Xiang Wei had someone bring supper. Typically, Yueyao's supper was either medicinal meals or tonics, but tonight it consisted of three dishes and a soup: marinated duck breast, stir-fried baby bok choy, crispy fried tofu, accompanied by a soup of Chinese yam with wild rabbit meat.
Yueyao had a bowl of the Chinese yam and wild rabbit meat soup. Xiang Wei finished all the rest of the dishes. Of course, it wasn't that Xiang Wei was a big eater, but rather that the kitchen maid had cooked a modest amount.
Seeing Xiang Wei eat so heartily eased Yueyao's mind for some reason. This life was different from her last; she wouldn't end up in the same fate as before.
