Deep in the medicine house, a burning smell of medicine mixed with the pungency of sulfur rose into the sky, and with a dull explosion, the paper on the wooden window cracked.
Xie Yunqing walked out of the medicine refining room filled with thick smoke with a charred face.
The jade-like eyes were slightly reddened by the smoke, but they were still clear and sharp, but under the usual coldness, there was a trace of obvious frustration hidden at the moment.
The pot of "withered silkworm Gu" pressed medicine just now, due to the imbalance of the ratio of coptis and arsenic, directly gave her a "reward" like removing the fuel from the cauldron.
