The next morning, the sound of hunting horns echoed through the air. Prince Yan, Prince Heng, and the noblemen of Qing State gathered their hunting tools and prepared to set off for a day of hunting in the fields.
Shen Wei was deeply uneasy, fearing that something might happen to Prince Yan.
If Prince Yan were to meet with an accident and lose his life in the wilderness, her greatest source of security for the rest of her life would vanish.
Shen Wei handed Prince Yan a carefully prepared sachet, her voice filled with genuine concern. "My lord, I've placed sulfur to ward off venomous snakes, mugwort to repel insects, and a few hemostatic pills inside this sachet. Please keep it close to you. Hunting is dangerous, so please be careful in all matters."
The sincerity in her eyes was unmistakable, her care for him unfeigned.
Prince Yan sighed inwardly. His little concubine was always so thoughtful and attentive.
Her love for him was boundless, her care meticulous.
