Duan Rongshi got up quietly, went to the bathroom to wash up, then dressed neatly and went out.
"Tell them to prepare food so the girl can eat when she wakes up."
Madam Zheng smiled brightly at the gate and said, "Don't worry, sir. Everything has been prepared long ago."
Duan Rongshi: "Send Leng Dian over."
By the time he walked out in his tight clothes, Leng Dian had already arrived.
"Master."
Duan Rongshi: "How about chasing the rain?"
Leng Dian frowned and shook his head: "Still not awake."
Duan Rongshi paused and asked, "Who is taking care of him?"
Leng Dian: "It's a girl named Xiqiu in the girl's yard."
"He's a steady person."
Duan Rongshi: "Let them all keep a closer eye on it."
Leng Dian: "Yes. Master, are we going out now?"
Duan Rongshi turned around and glanced at the bedroom in Tangdi Residence.
"Let's go, come back quickly with me."
Li Qingluo woke up in the middle of the night because of hunger.
Seeing that there was no one around, he knew that Duan Rongshi must have gone out of the house again.
Li Qingluo lazily got up, picked up some clean clothes beside him and put them on, then looked at the messy bed.
Not only the bed, but also the couch and the table were so messy that she was embarrassed to recall them.
She quickly stood up and put on her coat. Just as she made a sound, Que'er's voice came from outside: "Miss? The servant is coming in."
Que'er came in with Baoxia.
The two of them began to pack up everything in the house in silence.
Although they were too embarrassed to look up, they seemed to have already expected this to happen.
Li Qinglu originally wanted to clean up the mess himself, but now he couldn't even hide anything.
"Ahem, Que'er, I want to drink some water first."
Que'er brought the tea and said, "Young lady, please be patient. Madam will bring the food right away."
Over there, Bao Xia tidied up the low couch by the window and saw a pile of papers on the small wooden table. She asked respectfully, "Miss, can these be touched by the servants?"
It was written in my own handwriting during a period between several events.
Li Qingluo immediately stood up: "Don't move. Don't move over there, I'll clean it up myself."
Bao Xia: "Yes, as you command."
So he came over and quickly tidied the bed with Que'er, and changed the sheets and quilts.
Li Qingluo has become thick-skinned anyway.
I just sat cross-legged on the couch and watched what Duan Rongshi was writing.
In fact, it is about what he didn't have time to say.
Afraid that she couldn't wait, I simply wrote it down so she could see it as soon as she opened her eyes.
It turned out that three days ago, the Emperor of Chu, along with a group of personal guards and Duan Rongshi, went to the imperial mausoleum in order to steal the corpse.
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