Yun Jiao changed the topic, "This courtyard surprisingly has gardenia flowers, such a lovely scent."
Lin Shuo strode over, picked a few gardenia flowers, and handed them to Yun Jiao, "Place them by your bed; smelling their fragrance at night will bring sweet dreams."
Yun Jiao accepted them with a smile, "Thank you, Brother Lin."
Lin Shuo chuckled, "I'm just borrowing the flowers to pay homage."
The two stood in the courtyard, enjoying the breeze and chatting for a while before heading back to their respective rooms.
Back in her room, Yun Jiao ground ink and by lamplight wrote a list of precautions for the elderly gentleman.
Mainly about diet, what can be eaten, what can't, roughly how much, detailed enough to make a daily menu.
In the morning, Yun Jiao had everything packed up and ready.
A maid from the Zhang family brought breakfast, and after Yun Jiao finished, she took the girl with her to the elderly gentleman's courtyard.
