The scene was actually completely different from what he had painted. The rain tonight seemed to be much heavier than in his painting, and the colors of the lights outside the window were also different from what he had imagined.
Qing'an only guessed that the garden would turn out this way after the heavy rain that night; everything else was just a coincidence.
Wan Ge patted his head and said, "An An's observation skills are amazing; I didn't even notice."
Qing'an didn't say anything, but she was still happy to hear her praise.
Back in his room, a servant came in and quickly prepared water for his bathroom.
She wanted to help with the bath, but Qing'an was not used to it and said to the maid, "Auntie, I can take a bath by myself."
The maid paused for a moment, then stepped out of the bathroom: "Young Master, I'll be right outside. If you need any help, just call me."
Qing An softly replied, "Okay." He knew what the maid was worried about: that he wouldn't be able to take a proper bath by himself, and that he wouldn't know how to use the bathroom.
Even if he told her to leave, she wouldn't, so he simply said nothing and left it at that.
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After taking a shower, the aunt was gone when she came out. Only Wan Ge was sitting outside, holding a book in her hand and wearing pajamas: "An'an, can I sleep with you tonight?"
"Okay." Qing'an seemed to never refuse him, and he would answer "okay" no matter what Wan Ge said.
Wan Ge smiled at him and took a hairdryer from the bedside table next to him: "I'll dry your hair for you and then we'll go to sleep."
“Okay,” Qing’an replied again.
Wan Ge smiled and turned on the hairdryer after he sat down.
After drying her hair, she had Qing'an lie down next to her. Wange picked up the storybook in her hand and gently read the contents aloud.
Qing'an fell asleep again without realizing it, and when she woke up, she could touch the person next to her.
Qing An opened his eyes and looked at the quiet person next to him. She seemed to still be sleeping. Her skin was very white, just like his. Her eyelashes were especially long, her face looked chubby, and her lips were pink.
Actually, this older sister is very cute and beautiful. That was Qing'an's first thought when he saw her. She is also very gentle and always makes people want to get closer to her.
Even he couldn't resist, so when she asked if he wanted to go home with her, Qing'an agreed without hesitation.
Qing An cautiously tried to get up and wash, but as soon as he lifted the covers, the person next to him woke up. Wan Ge yawned and looked at Qing An, who had rolled off the bed, with a somewhat confused expression.
With a slightly confused voice, she softly said, "Good morning, An'an."
Qing'an replied, "Good morning, sister."
When Wan Ge heard him call her that, she seemed to finally remember that she hadn't told him her name yet: "Oh right, I think I forgot to tell you my name. My name is Wan Ge. You can call me Wan Ge, you can call me Sister Wan Ge, or of course, you can call me Sister if you prefer."
After all, that's what he was called in the previous world, and even after he regained his identity as the Emperor, he still called him that until they left that world.
Qing An nodded gently, put on her shoes, and went straight to the bathroom to wash up.
The washbasin was a bit too high for them, but the maid thoughtfully provided a stool.
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