In the side hall, a medicine furnace and other necessary items were readily available.
Ye Chutang took a purse from her sleeve, removed an earthen-hued pill, and dropped it into the boiling water in the furnace.
The pill dissolved in an instant, releasing a bitter, aromatic scent.
'There's definitely no time to brew a fresh decoction. This will have to do in an emergency.'
Then, with a flick of her finger, a bracelet woven from colorful string fell out of the purse.
At first glance, the string bracelet seemed unremarkable, save for a single Turquoise Bead threaded through its center, which gave it a rather exotic feel.
She casually slipped the bracelet onto her wrist.
By now, the medicinal broth was ready. Ye Chutang put everything away and headed back toward Qiyuan Hall.
...
As soon as she reached the hall's entrance, Ye Chutang saw a familiar figure.
