Nightfall descended, and the lanterns were just lit.
Peony Garden, inner chamber.
After dinner, Princess Nanzhang sat at the dressing table, staring blankly at the medicine bottle in her hand.
Mrs. Zhao stood by, her heart aching at the sight.
Outside the beaded curtain, a maid stood and said, "Commandery Princess, the Prince is here."
Princess Nanzhang handed the medicine bottle to Mrs. Zhao.
Mrs. Zhao accepted it and hid it in her sleeve.
After saluting the Prince, Princess Nanzhang instructed Mrs. Zhao, "Go and serve tea to the Prince."
Mrs. Zhao withdrew.
The Prince had just returned from the barracks, knowing that Princess Nanzhang was looking for him.
He finished writing the memorial he planned to submit the next day and then came over.
The maids in the room had all been dismissed.
The Prince and Princess Nanzhang spoke privately in the inner room.
Mrs. Zhao was brewing tea outside.
She poured the contents of the medicine bottle into the tea.
