"If we get new medicine, can she survive?"
Xie Pan’Er was extremely excited. As long as the person could survive, that would be great.
"Yes, the young lady is already coming back to life. The medicine I gave her is the same one my Eldest Maternal Uncle gave me when I was close to death. The young lady’s injury is the same as mine was. If I could survive after taking the medicine, naturally she would too."
Xiaosuisui, having saved a life, was very happy and thus spoke quite a lot without realizing it.
Her little face was full of smiles, as if she had eaten the sweetest candy in the world.
Xie Pan’Er looked at her, unconsciously reaching out to touch her little face, and then hugged her tightly.
"Xiaosuisui, you’re amazing. You truly deserve the title bestowed upon you by the Emperor: ’Chang Rongshun He.’ Where you are, we hope all is peaceful and harmonious."
The little girl didn’t understand what Xie Pan’Er was talking about, but felt Xiaobai in her arms nudging her, as if competing for favor.
She petted Xiaobai’s head, giggled, and said, "Pretty older sister, shall we help this young lady gather herbs?"
Help the young lady gather herbs?
Upon hearing this, Xie Pan’Er loosened her grip, looking at Suisui’s face with surprise. "Suisui, you know about medicinal herbs?" After saying this, she laughed at herself. "Look at me! If Suisui can cure illnesses, she must know about medicinal herbs."
"Yes, I do. I have a Book of Herbal Illustrations; my Second Maternal Uncle personally drew it."
As she finished speaking, she rummaged in her silk purse for a moment and actually pulled out a small booklet.
Zhao Fei and Xie Pan’Er were both dumbfounded.
"You... your silk purse can actually hold such a large booklet?"
Xiaosuisui nodded. "Yes, it can!"
"This silk purse of yours is truly amazing, isn’t it?"
Xie Pan’Er took the silk purse from her hand, examined it from all angles, then took a hairpin from her own hair and put it inside. The hairpin fit right in, yet the silk purse remained the same size, looking ordinary on the surface.
"It... It really can fit!" Xie Pan’Er, skeptical, promptly stuffed her two packets of medicine into the silk purse.
She initially thought the medicine packets were too large for the silk purse’s opening and wouldn’t fit. To her surprise, they went in easily, as if the opening could shrink.
"HEE HEE! My Second Maternal Aunt said that all my silk purses can hold as much as a sack. She inscribed an Array on the fabric of the silk purse, so lots and lots of things can fit inside!"
Actually, Xiaosuisui herself could inscribe such an Array, as she learned things effortlessly. However, she was hopeless at needlework.
Her Third Maternal Aunt was very skilled at needlework; she personally made all of Xiaosuisui’s clothes.
Xiaosuisui had tried holding an embroidery needle, but she always pricked her hand. Each time she did, she would shed buckets of tears, and a second time would leave her eyes swimming.
Her uncles, aunts, grandmother, and the Emperor, her godfather, found out. Consequently, they all forbade her from ever touching an embroidery needle again.
"Then how do you take things out?"
Xie Pan’Er tried to retrieve her medicine packets and hairpin, but after struggling for a long time, she couldn’t figure out how.
Xiaosuisui simply reached in and effortlessly retrieved both the hairpin and the medicine packets.
"My Second Maternal Aunt said that putting things in is easy, but only I can take them out."
It dawned on Xie Pan’Er then; the rumors were true. The young masters of the Ji Family had all become disciples of an enlightened master and were no longer ordinary mortals.
"Suisui, it’s getting late. We won’t have time to go out and gather herbs now. How about I give them some silver so they can go to the Pharmacy to buy the medicine? Do you think that’s alright?"
Every time Xie Pan’Er left the Mansion, her movements were monitored. If she returned late, Xie Yingying would inevitably find fault and cause trouble.
Xiaosuisui thought for a moment and said, "In that case, I’ll write them a prescription."
As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled out a sheet of rice paper, an inkstone, and a small brush from her silk purse.
"You really are fully equipped, aren’t you?"
Xie Pan’Er couldn’t take her eyes off them.