"Thank you, young lady."
The two palace maids bowed and withdrew.
Du Yutong joked, "I'm out of food, but I'm really grateful to Sister Yue'er for helping me today."
Yonghe couldn't help but tease Du Yutong, "Miss Du, stop complaining about being poor. Your father's salary is quite substantial."
"Oh dear! How could I have forgotten about that? Your Highness knows about the ministers' salaries."
Du Yutong raised her hand to her forehead, her expression like that of a child whose lie had been exposed.
His comical appearance made Princess Yonghe burst out laughing.
The palace maids quickly brought tea and pastries, and also brought in hot water for washing up.
Yonghe said to Jiang Shuyue, "Sister Jiang, please rest first. We'll go to the plum garden to play later. If you feel tired, we can arrange to go to admire the plum blossoms tomorrow."
Jiang Shuyue couldn't possibly disrupt Yonghe's plans.
She took the handkerchief Qiuju handed her and said, "The carriage sent by the palace is very comfortable, and I don't feel tired at all. Your Highness, please go and make the arrangements. When we go to the plum garden, just have a maid come and let us know."
"Alright, see you at the plum garden later."
Princess Yonghe left, and Du Yutong plopped down in the armchair in front of the table.
She pointed to the carved canopy bed, "The temperature is low on the mountain at night, Sister Yue'er, would you like to add some blankets?"
Upon hearing this, Qiuju went over and touched the brocade quilt on the bed while Jiang Shuyue was washing her face.
Soft, neither too thick nor too thin, four whole quilts, all brand new.
I pressed it again, and it felt very warm.
Qiuju said, "There's a charcoal brazier in the house, so it won't be cold."
Before Qiuju could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door.
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