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The next day, before anyone in the house had risen, Lin Caisang was out the door, arriving at the bamboo house just as the dawn was breaking. Staring at the falling raindrops under the veranda, she stood there in a daze.
She had wanted Ya Molian to leave last night but he had firmly rejected her.
She didn't know when he had left. Yet her, she had spent a sleepless night, filled with regret. The region around Youxiang River was really not a good place. Why did she let Molian go there in the first place?
"Miss Lin, you came so early?"
Zhen Wu had just arrived as well and saw Lin Caisang, who was standing disproportionately at the entrance.
"Did Molian send you here?"
Seeing Zhen Wu, Lin Caisang came back to her senses and took a deep breath.
"You're here at the right time. Go to the hall and I'll take your pulse for you."
"Yes, Miss Lin." Zhen Wu responded.
Actually, he felt somewhat excited when he got the letter from Zhe Jue.