Then a maidservant dressed in plain-colored fine cloth, with delicate features, appeared.

Holding a carved bronze basin filled with crystal-clear warm water

A few tender green tea leaves floated gently on the water's surface, emitting a faint, refreshing fragrance.

After Qin Luo finished washing up, the maids asked her again whether they should wake Wu Hua up.

After Qin Luo nodded, the maid walked to the carved cloud and mist bed in the center of the room.

She called softly, "Young Master, it's time to get up and wash up!"

The voice was gentle and respectful, like a spring breeze that soothed the heart and brought comfort to the listener.

Wu Hua on the bed seemed to still be lingering on the edge of dreamland.

Awakened by that gentle voice, I slowly opened my eyes, a hint of languor flashing in them.

At first, he felt a little awkward, but after seeing the location, he nodded slightly, signaling the maid to bring the copper to the bedside.

Upon seeing this, the maid immediately stepped forward, knelt down, and steadily lifted the copper basin above her head.

Then, another maid took out a snow-white handkerchief.

Soak it in warm water, wring it out gently, and then respectfully present it to Wu Hua with both hands.

When asked if she wanted help washing herself, Wu Hua declined.

She took the handkerchief and carefully wiped her face and hands.

After washing up, she said softly to the maid, "Thank you for your trouble!"

The maid bowed and replied, "Young master, you flatter me. This is my duty!"

Having said that, she deftly picked up the copper basin, turned, and left the room.

Once everyone had retreated outside, Qin Luo began to clap her hands enthusiastically.

"Excellent! Excellent! You have the demeanor of a true gentleman!"

Wu Hua ignored her, turned her body, and lay face down on the bed with her little bottom facing her.

"You don't love me anymore, you've given me to another woman!"

Qin Luo slapped its rear end hard, and then heard Wu Hua scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Luo Luo, why did you hit me!"

"What do you mean? What kind of talk is that? I told you not to be like Fan Xingxing, and you haven't remembered a thing!"

"Fan Xing is saying these are just her way of being cute and affectionate, that they'll make you feel sorry for me. It does hurt, but my butt hurts so much, waaaaah~"

Qin Luo gave it a disgruntled look.

"If you keep crying, I'll keep hitting you until you stop!"

Wu Hua immediately fell silent, and the maids and servants outside the door, hearing the sounds inside, dared not come in.

As they glared at each other, Elder Yuan walked over, and the servants bowed.

Mr. Yuan went straight into the side room.

"Are the children awake? Did they sleep well last night?"

When Wu Hua and Qin Luo saw him arrive, they exchanged a glance.

Qin Luo then said, "You slept very well. Did Grandpa sleep well yesterday?"

"Alright, alright, why aren't you dressed yet, little one? Is it because Grandpa didn't prepare the clothes to your liking?"

Before he finished speaking, the maids came in carrying clothes of various fabrics.

"Little one, which one do you like? Grandpa will get you a new one, okay?"

Wu Hua's portrayal of a grandson was spot-on, maximizing the emotional impact.

"I'll wear whichever one Grandpa picks out for me! Grandpa has great taste!"

Yuan Lao burst into laughter at his words.

"Alright, alright! Grandpa will pick one for you. How about we go to the auction house today?"

Wu Hua shook her head rapidly.

"don't want!"

Why?

Wu Hua didn't respond, so Qin Luo took over.

"We have many letters to write today, to send to our elders at home and to Tianyun Temple! We also have to visit friends this afternoon!"

Sending it to an elder in the family, like Mr. Yuan, is understandable, but sending it to Tianyun Temple raises questions for him.

"Do you have relatives at Tianyun Temple?"

Then Qin Luo explained

"I suppose so! It's our elder brother, Qi Yu, who is currently cultivating under the guidance of the chief disciple of Tianyun Temple!"

Upon hearing this, Elder Yuan recalled their relationship with the Duke of Qi's mansion.

I mentally motivated myself to work harder, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to get this grandson back.

He quickly dressed Wu Hua.

"Alright, then I won't bother you any longer. I'm going to check out the auction house!"

The two obediently replied, "Okay!"

Then, Mr. Yuan hurriedly left, as he needed to quickly urge the managers to be more proactive in their work.

We'll try to open Wan Gu Auction House in foreign countries, since Ping Zhao has already opened them all over the place!

After Elder Yuan left, Qin Luo took out his brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, preparing to start writing calligraphy with Wu Hua.

Qin Luo was in charge of writing, and Wu Hua was in charge of drawing. The two of them wrote letters not only to their relatives in Weisi County.

He also wrote to Fan Xing, Qin Yunhe, and Jingming, and finally, to cover up the lie, he also wrote a letter to Tianyun Temple.

However, the envelope was not addressed to Qi Yu, but to Feng Xuanzi, the abbot of Tianyun Temple.

After writing the letter, the two decided to go out for a stroll and also prepare some New Year's gifts for their friends here.

Before leaving, Qin Luo specifically instructed the housekeeper that she and Wu Hua would not be back for lunch.

They even made him bring out the donkey-hide gelatin, and the two of them, carrying the gelatin, swayed and staggered towards the market.

Qin Luo first parked Wu Hua in the area specifically for grazing livestock.

Then came the shopping spree; with the New Year just a few days away, the market was packed with people.

The stalls were packed tightly together, displaying a dazzling array of goods.

From bright red couplets and lanterns to all sorts of snacks

There were also various medicinal herbs and mountain delicacies, with vendors loudly hawking their wares and vying to showcase their goods.

Qin Luo bought a lot of processed medicinal herbs and dried mountain delicacies, and those beautiful silver ornaments were also indispensable.

I bought a whole bag of rouge, face powder, and fragrances made from various flowers.

While Qin Luo wasn't looking, Wu Hua ran to a fireworks stall and declared she was going to buy them all.

However, the stall owner, seeing that it was just a baby, didn't believe it at all, thinking it was there to cause trouble, and kept chasing it away.

Wu Hua was just a little brat, and she felt extremely wronged after being pushed.

He pulled out a fifty-tael silver ingot and threw it at the stall owner.

"I have plenty of money, what gives you the right to look down on me?"

As luck would have it, it hit the stall owner right on the back of the head!

The stall owner was hit, clutching his bleeding head with both hands, and curled up on the ground.

A crowd of onlookers surrounded him and Wu Hua!

Qin Luo searched everywhere but couldn't find Wu Hua, and anxiously kept calling her name in her heart.

Knowing that it had hurt people and was surrounded by people, she stopped caring.

He tossed his things aside at a small stall and rushed into the crowd.

This was the first time Wu Hua had injured ordinary people, and it seemed frightened, standing there motionless with tears in its eyes.

The moment she saw Qin Luo, she burst into tears.

"Waaaaah! Luo Luo, I didn't mean to! He pushed me first, and then he accused me of causing trouble when I bought his things! Waaaaah~"

Qin Luo didn't care about right or wrong, and first hugged it in her arms to comfort it.

"Don't cry, don't cry. He must think you're here to cause trouble because you're so young. Let's go check on his injuries first, okay?"

Wu Hua nodded timidly in her arms.

"good!"

Qin Luo then carried it to the stall owner, first putting Wu Hua down, then picking up the silver ingots it had thrown at people and handing them to the stall owner.

“It was my younger brother who injured you. This fifty taels is your compensation!”

The stall owner, who was about to get angry, lost his temper upon seeing so much silver; it wasn't that he didn't want it, but rather that he dared not have it…