Yizi tirelessly went to the pharmacy to fetch the medicine, borrowed the inn's kitchen stove to prepare the decoction, and once it was ready, carefully poured it into a bowl. After cooling it a bit with her breath, she brought it to Jianqi's room.
"Brother Jianqi, please drink the medicine. It's not too hot now." Yizi placed the bowl of medicine soup in front of Jianqi.
Jianqi, who was meditating cross-legged, looked up at her, a slight smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"Your nose is dirty," Jianqi's voice contained a hint of amusement.
"Ah?" Yizi, surprised, reached up to touch her nose, only to smudge the soot further. Originally, there was just a small patch of black soot the size of a fingernail on her nose, but now her entire nose and bridge were smeared black.
Jianqi was a bit helpless; are all young girls this clumsy? Can't she just use her sleeve to wipe it off?
