Gouwei Bacao secretly heaved a sigh of relief when it saw that Yun Chujiu was silent. It continued to eat the herbs.
Speaking of which, it had been a long time since it had eaten so freely! It felt so good!
At noon, Hong Ling respectfully asked outside, “Miss, lunch is ready. Shall I bring it in for You?”
Gouwei Bacao thought about it. Although it did not need to eat, its body still needed to eat. Otherwise, if it starved to death, it would have no place to live.
Thus, it lazily said, “Come in!”
Hong Ling entered the house and couldn’t help but be stunned. Because the originally full medicinal herbs were already less than half gone. What was going on?
However, Hong Ling knew her identity, so she didn’t ask what she shouldn’t ask. Therefore, she didn’t say anything and instead placed the food on the table.