As soon as Xueqing left, Yingbao immediately took down the medicine box and placed it on the bed.
The room was dark and damp, filled with dust, and cobwebs hung in the corners. It seemed like no one had lived here for a long time.
The bed opposite hers was covered only with a layer of bamboo, without even a mat, just like hers.
Through the bamboo strips, she could clearly see the broken soil dug up by rats underneath the bed.
Yingbao moved another large wooden box by herself, placed it at the head of her bed, and stacked it on top of the previous one.
Then she found a rag to wipe the dust off the table.
When she opened the window, she could see a garden outside. In the garden were some evergreen trees and a few peony and paeony buds waiting to bloom.
There were also a few bamboo racks hung with clothes and quilts.
It seemed that this backyard was where the female students dried their clothes.