Looking at Chu Qinghe, who was standing in the pit inspecting the place, Qu Feiyan asked with great doubt, "Young Master, are you planning to turn this place into a bathhouse?"

"Hmm!" Chu Qinghe, still checking, responded without looking up.

After confirming that there were no obvious gaps in the stone slabs, Chu Qinghe jumped out of the pit and looked at the prepared open-air bath in front of him, nodding in satisfaction.

In ancient times, it was alright to take a bath when the weather was hot.

But in winter like now, you can basically only keep a wooden tub in your room.

After all that trouble, it would take more than half an hour just to get started, and the aftermath was extremely complicated.

Therefore, when Chu Qinghe designed this courtyard, he specifically reserved this place so that he could create a pond.

Even during its construction, drainage ditches were dug, which led directly to a small river seven miles away near the city.

Cool off in summer, soak in a bath in winter.

After learning of Chu Qinghe's purpose, Qu Feiyan looked at the empty pool in front of her and said with a strange expression, "It would probably take a whole day to fill this pool with water, wouldn't it? Not to mention that it is December now, and hot water is even more troublesome. By the time the pool is filled, the water will probably be cold."

In response to Qu Feiyan's question, Chu Qinghe chuckled and said, "You'll understand once the things are ready in a couple of days."

After saying that, Chu Qinghe glanced at a sealed well in the corner of the backyard before slowly returning to the inner courtyard.

Qu Feiyan went into the kitchen with a face full of doubt to continue making lunch.

Almost as soon as Chu Qinghe sat down, accompanied by a few whooshing sounds, Dongfang Bubai had already returned to the inner courtyard.

"Um?"

However, the moment his gaze fell upon Dongfang Bubai, Chu Qinghe, who had previously maintained a somewhat lazy expression, suddenly raised an eyebrow.