Xiao Wan'er lacked the grand ambitions of scholars who sought to "govern the state and bring peace to the realm," nor did she ever think about "leaving her name in the annals of history."
Still, she could hear the genuine praise in Chen Yi's words, and it inevitably brought her joy.
It was fine this way. Since she was neither a scholar nor a warrior, successfully establishing the Medical Dao Academy would make her life a worthy one. Thinking of this, Xiao Wan'er's mood improved significantly.
During their casual chat, Lu Guan, the Third Steward, approached and presented two letters. "Miss Wan'er, these are letters from Miss Jinghong."
Xiao Wan'er had Cui'er take them and smiled. "I was just thinking that it had been a while since Jinghong wrote to us." She took a letter and began to read it. "I wonder how she is doing."
