Because of living in the waterways of Jiangnan for many years, Yun Huai was not very accustomed to the dry heat of the Capital. Even after being here for a few days, he still felt uncomfortable and went back to his room to lie down for a while.
When Minister Xue returned from the Lower Court, the steward indeed sent someone to knock on Yun Huai's door.
Yun Huai sat up, rubbed his temples that were throbbing with a dull pain, and walked to the outer room to open the door.
The messenger was a young servant, who spoke very respectfully, "The old master has returned and asks your presence, sir."
Yun Huai gave a light nod, closed the door, and followed the servant.
Minister Xue was sitting in the main courtyard hall drinking tea. When he saw Yun Huai, his expression was indifferent, and he motioned for him to sit.
Yun Huai glanced at Minister Xue, his lips visibly curving downward.
