Chapter 240 - 240 240 Isn't this the medicine for insomnia that Gu Zhiqi made before

240: Chapter 240 Isn’t this the medicine for insomnia that Gu Zhiqi made before?

240: Chapter 240 Isn’t this the medicine for insomnia that Gu Zhiqi made before?

Inside the fragrance pouch lay three Phoenix Sleep Fragrance Pills.

Gu Xiyue suddenly lifted her head, looking towards Yue Lan, “You…”

“I’ve researched for two years now without figuring it out.

Since they are just gathering dust, it’s better to let my little apprentice get a good night’s sleep,” Yue Lan said, her smile gentle and graceful as she looked at Gu Xiyue.

These three Phoenix Sleep Fragrance Pills, she had bought from Gu Zhiqi.

She had confirmed that these pills were almost identical to the ones that had appeared two years ago; they seemed to have some subtle differences on the surface.

But as for what the specific differences were, she truly couldn’t tell.

After two years of research and still not understanding, she feared it would be a while before they could be deciphered.

She might as well set it aside for now.

Gu Xiyue, listening to Yue Lan’s words, fell silent.

For a moment, she didn’t know whether to encourage Yue Lan to continue her research or to give up.

Not only had Yue Lan been researching the Phoenix Sleep Fragrance for two years, but she herself had as well, to no avail.

She knew what ingredients were used in the Phoenix Sleep Fragrance, and could even precisely deduce their quantities.

But what use was that?

Two years had passed, and she still couldn’t create it.

“Just keep them,” Yue Lan said as she glanced at Gu Xiyue and gave a gentle wink, “I know that fragrance refiner anyway.

If I feel like researching again someday, I’ll try to find that fragrance refiner.”

Upon hearing this, Gu Xiyue’s eyes moved slightly as she looked at Yue Lan, “Are you close with that fragrance refiner?”

Yue Lan “…”

She didn’t know how to respond for a moment.

After pondering briefly, she looked at Gu Xiyue with a slight hesitation and replied, “With enough money, one should be able to become quite familiar.”

Gu Xiyue “…”?

“Alright, I must go now, it’s getting late.

You should rest soon,” Yue Lan said, taking the opportunity to leave hastily while Gu Xiyue was still without speech and confused.

By the time Gu Xiyue came to her senses, Yue Lan had already reached the stairwell.

Yue Lan left in a hurry, responding perfunctorily to Gu Chengan, who was standing at the door of the room, before swiftly descending the stairs.

As soon as Yue Lan left, Gu Chengan stood by the door, looking at Gu Xiyue, “Sister, you haven’t slept yet?”

Gu Xiyue responded absently with a subdued voice, her gaze hanging low, fixated on the fragrance pouch she was holding in her hand.

Though the pouch held only three Fragrant Pills and weighed almost nothing, Gu Xiyue felt it weighed heavily on her hand.

Seeing Gu Xiyue’s preoccupied demeanor, Gu Chengan grew curious about what Yue Lan had given her and, leaning on his cane, moved closer to her.

With the pouch left open, Gu Chengan approached Gu Xiyue and caught a glimpse of the medicinal pills inside the pouch.

Seeing clearly the contents of the pouch, Gu Chengan’s expression shifted slightly, and he murmured in a low voice, “Isn’t this the insomnia remedy that Gu Zhiqi was working on before?”

He remembered, that day in the back garden, Gu Zhiqi had given such an answer to Tang Yun’s question.

That the pills were for treating insomnia.

Gu Xiyue, upon hearing this, lifted her gaze sharply towards Gu Chengan, a rare hint of surprise flickering in her cool eyes, “Who made it?”

Seeing Gu Xiyue like this, Gu Chengan flinched slightly.

She wouldn’t hit Gu Zhiqi, would she?

Should he tell her that Gu Zhiqi was terrifying?

But in doing so, would that be a bit like boosting Gu Zhiqi’s ego while undermining his sister’s authority?

Gu Chengan felt somewhat conflicted and hesitated for a few seconds before he still stuttered out Gu Zhiqi’s name, “Gu…

Gu Zhiqi.”

Upon hearing the name, the astonishment in Gu Xiyue’s eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a shade of deep solemnity.

Her demeanor was as calm and detached as ever, “Are you certain?”