He frowned, walked to the bedside to check her over, and only let out a sigh of relief when he found that her body was unscathed.
Jia Lan checked the barriers set around the palace, but they had not been breached. Perhaps it was just a hallucination earlier.
He brewed another bowl of potion, woke Shen Tang to drink it, and then let her continue resting.
However, Jia Lan did not sleep and went out alone in the middle of the night.
When she awoke the next day, Shen Tang smelled the aroma of food. The table was filled with sumptuous dishes, all made from various rare and precious ingredients, even rarer than the tributes offered by various tribes, and these ingredients were imbued with extremely refined energy.
Shen Tang looked at Jia Lan, who was preparing bowls and chopsticks, and said in surprise, "Did you make all this? Did you stay up all night?"
