Yan Xi returned to the Yan Family home, had dinner, and after resting in the living room for a while, she felt a bit of fatigue assail her. Aunt Wang hurriedly helped her to the upstairs bedroom.
Lying in bed, Aunt Wang looked at her swollen ankle with heartache.
Unfortunately, Yan Xi was carrying a child in her womb and couldn't use medicinal herbs that stimulated blood circulation to dissipate blood stasis, she could only relieve her pain by icing it, which was quite agonizing.
"Recently, Miss Yan should really avoid going out, acting as if afflicted by bad luck. Tomorrow, I'll go to Qinglian Temple to offer a tall incense for you to see if I can drive away the evil spirits lurking in the Yan Family home."
The Yan Family's fortune had indeed not been good recently, first with nearly facing bankruptcy and then Yan Xi's marital upheaval. Now, she could even twist her ankle just by stepping outside.