Qin Zhiyou heard it from inside but pretended not to and continued to gnaw at his prey.
But Lu Weixi, being an earnest child, quickly nudged him. "Zhiyou, go open the door."
Who could it be knocking at this hour? It must be nothing good. Qin Zhiyou didn't feel like it. He mumbled, "It's fine, we'll deal with it tomorrow."
Yet, the knocking persisted. Lu Weixi couldn't ignore it any longer. She quickly pushed him aside, "You go, hurry, be quick and come back."
Qin Zhiyou took a deep breath, furrowed his brows, reluctantly agreed with a pained expression, rolled out of bed, and, without even putting on his slippers, rushed over to yank open the door--
Standing there was Aunt Hao, holding two bowls of dark herbal medicine. "Young Master, this is for you and Young Madam. The one on the left is yours, the one on the right is for Young Madam."
They were tonics, specifically for fertility and prenatal health.