At this moment, Churi Huaizhu was in the bedroom, treating the wounds on her body. She carefully took off her tattered clothes. The once-intact clothes had long been stained with blood and taken away by the servants for cleaning.
She picked up the medicine bottle beside her and sprinkled the medicine bit by bit on the whip wounds that had stopped bleeding. The intense pain made cold sweat break out on Churi Huaizhu's forehead. She endured the urge to cry out in pain and treated the wounds on her body without a moment's pause.
Fortunately, the judge had shown some restraint. It was only a flesh wound, with excessive damage to her qi and blood, but the bones and tendons were not injured.
"I wonder if Baye has been eating properly these two days," Churi Huaizhu murmured to herself as she sat on a stool after changing her clothes. She was worried that Wangquan Baye hadn't taken good care of himself in the past two days.
She was even more worried that Wangquan Baye hadn't taken the medicinal diet she had made for him before.
Thinking like this, Churi Huaizhu stood up and moved her body. After feeling that she was okay, she walked towards the kitchen. At this moment, the kitchen was busy preparing dishes without a moment's rest.
"You're here. This pot has been reserved for you," the cook said when she saw Churi Huaizhu coming. She quickly gave up an empty pot to Churi Huaizhu.
"Thank you," Churi Huaizhu said with a smile. Then she took out the medicinal materials she had prepared from her bosom. She never felt at ease entrusting the making of this medicinal diet to others. She would only be relieved if she supervised the whole process herself.
The cooks were used to seeing Churi Huaizhu bustling around. In recent days, Churi Huaizhu would come to the kitchen from time to time to make some small dishes or medicinal diets.
"Are you here to make medicinal diet for the young master again today? Why don't you rest in your room for a few days?" a person who had a relatively good relationship with Churi Huaizhu asked.
Churi Huaizhu just smiled and didn't say a word. The other person wasn't angry either and just got on with her own work.
The medicinal diet was simmering in a clay pot on a low fire. Churi Huaizhu held a fan and fanned it without a moment's slack. Suddenly, Churi Huaizhu felt a slight pain in her abdomen.
She covered her abdomen with her hand and frowned slightly. The strong urge to relieve herself was almost unbearable. But the medicinal diet couldn't be left unattended at this time. There was no way. Churi Huaizhu could only ask the cook beside her to watch it for a while while she went to take care of her personal needs.
The cook looked a bit embarrassed.
"Please. It'll just be for a moment. I'm not feeling well in my stomach."
There was no way. The cook had to agree. She sat beside the clay pot with a worried look on her face and fanned the fire.
Churi Huaizhu quickly went to the toilet. Sitting on the chamber pot, her mind started to wander. She didn't know why she suddenly had a stomachache today. Could it be because she caught a cold last night?
In the kitchen, the cook was watching the fire and checking the medicinal diet from time to time. But the more she checked, the more flustered she looked. No one knew why, but the cook just seemed out of sorts today.
After Churi Huaizhu had taken care of her personal needs and came out of the toilet looking relaxed, the medicinal diet was almost in the second half of the cooking process. The cook was extremely anxious. When she saw Churi Huaizhu coming back, she quickly handed everything over to her and left.
"Thank you. I really appreciate it today," Churi Huaizhu thanked the cook. The cook forced a smile and then went back to her own work.
After Churi Huaizhu finished the remaining steps of the medicinal diet, she carried the clay pot and walked towards Wangquan Baye. Wangquan Baye was in the study, dealing with the affairs of the manor.
"Wait a minute. You see we're so fated. Why don't we be friends?" Liu Xiayun somehow got the news of Churi Huaizhu and blocked her way.
Churi Huaizhu frowned when she saw the face she didn't like. Why was Liu Xiayun here? Could it be that she came with the head of the Liu family today?
"I'm sorry. I'm busy and don't have time to be friends with you," Churi Huaizhu maintained a polite smile on the surface and tried to bypass Liu Xiayun.
Unexpectedly, Liu Xiayun also moved her body. After several attempts, Churi Huaizhu got a bit angry.
"Don't be angry. We'll be sisters one day. But by then, I'll be the elder sister and you'll be the younger sister," Liu Xiayun said with a smile, her eyes full of contempt for Churi Huaizhu.
Churi Huaizhu frowned tightly. She understood the meaning of this sentence. But Liu Xiayun was really being self - indulgent. Who would want to be her sister?
"Please watch your words. I don't have any elder sister. If you don't have anything important to do, please get out of the way quickly!" Churi Huaizhu said with a cold face.
The cold aura somehow made Liu Xiayun a bit afraid. Then she puffed out her chest, held her head high, and left Churi Huaizhu's side.
Churi Huaizhu carried the medicinal diet and walked step by step to the door of the study. The guards at the door of the study saw her and respectfully let her in. Liu Xiayun, who followed Churi Huaizhu, looked malicious.
"Hubby, drink some soup before you continue working," Churi Huaizhu put the clay pot aside and filled a bowl of the soup from the medicinal diet and handed it to Wangquan Baye.
Wangquan Baye looked at Churi Huaizhu's virtuous appearance and felt a bit emotional. What good deeds had he done to deserve Churi Huaizhu treating him like this? He didn't know when his sword - heart would be completely restored. At present, he couldn't protect Churi Huaizhu well at all.
"You don't have to do this. Let the servants do these things. You should have a good rest. You've suffered these days."
The loving look in Wangquan Baye's eyes made Churi Huaizhu a bit shy. She shook her head. Thinking of Liu Xiayun outside, she had to put down the medicinal diet and prepared to leave so that Liu Xiayun wouldn't have a chance to get close to Wangquan Baye.
But how could Liu Xiayun give up this opportunity? After seeing Churi Huaizhu leave the study, she walked towards the study. The guards at the door stopped her.
"Let go of me. Do you know who I am? Why are you stopping me!" Liu Xiayun said to the two guards. The two guards ignored her and still blocked her outside.
In a fit of anger, Liu Xiayun rushed directly towards the door of the study. The two guards failed to stop her, and she got in. At this moment, Wangquan Baye was savoring the medicinal diet sent by Churi Huaizhu. When he looked up, he saw Liu Xiayun trying to get close to him.
"Miss Liu, please behave yourself," Wangquan Baye dodged Liu Xiayun's approach with a quick movement. But Liu Xiayun didn't give up and still kept getting closer to Wangquan Baye.
Wangquan Baye had no choice but to order someone to control Liu Xiayun first and then escorted her back to the guest room himself.
Churi Huaizhu, who was enjoying the flowers in the garden, suddenly saw Wangquan Baye walking towards the guest room with a cold face, escorting Liu Xiayun. Although she knew that there couldn't be anything between them.
Churi Huaizhu still felt a bit heartache: "Really. Why is the wind so strong today? The sand is almost blowing into my heart."