After dinner, Zhong Muyu sat by the kerosene lamp, making plans for the future. She wanted to live a good life; she couldn't do without money. But after writing for a while, she started to get frustrated.
"If I keep writing like this, I feel like I'll become nearsighted tomorrow!"
Early Spring came in and said, "Your Highness, you should rest early. We forgot to bring candles when we came, and the light from this kerosene lamp is indeed a bit dim."
"Not only are the lights dim, but there are also many areas that need renovation!"
Zhong Muyu glanced around the room.
No, this place absolutely must be renovated!
If all else fails, we can always buy this place from Lu Ziyuan when we make some money!
...
Meanwhile, at the Prince of Ling's residence.
Su Zhirou had just washed herself clean and dressed herself up beautifully, then sat there waiting.
This time, the footsteps heard outside were indeed those of Lu Ziyuan.
"Your Highness, you've arrived..."
Her voice was soft and tender, enough to make anyone's bones feel weak, but it did not stir Lu Ziyuan's heart.
He asked casually, "Still not resting?"
"Yes, Your Highness is waiting for us."
Su Zhirou pulled up Lu Ziyuan's sleeve and dragged him to the bedside.
She was only wearing a thin outer shirt and a blouse, and her skin underneath was faintly visible, which was very alluring.
At this very moment, Lu Ziyuan thought of Zhong Muyu.
Zhong Muyu, who has a rich expression and gets easily angered.
He seemed to have never seen her with such a shy expression before.
No, no!
Why would I think of Zhong Muyu? He clearly likes Su Zhirou!
In the midst of his panic, Su Zhirou had already taken off his outer robe and started to untie his belt.
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