A mutiny in the army was no trivial matter.
Gao Qian, disregarding the Empress Dowager's opposition, had wanted to put Lu Xiu in charge of a thorough investigation into the army provisions. However, Lu Xiu himself politely declined.
For both personal and professional reasons, it was indeed inappropriate for him to get involved.
This, however, only stoked Gao Qian's paranoia once more...
Liang Wan put down her brush but was in no hurry to seal the letter she had written.
On the desk sat a bottle of a newly blended fragrance. It was quite exquisite.
In a warm room in winter, a refreshing fragrance was sure to greet whoever opened the envelope, a scent that would soothe the mind and lift the spirits.
The fragrance wasn't lethal.
Liang Wan didn't dare use much, dabbing just a small amount on the envelope's seal.
Every half-month, she had to write a similar letter to Gao Qian, mostly documenting Lu Xiu's daily activities and interactions.
