"Mother, what are you doing in the kitchen?"
When Chen Yi had entered Li manor, she found a snoring Li Yuan sprawled over the couch rather ungracefully. Head down, legs up, a steak of saliva ran down freely through the corner of his mouth and gathered into a puddle underneath.
Chen Yi's lips twitched but she could not bring herself to dislike him. Li Yuan reminded her of her own brother. She missed Chen Jianghong, her own younger brother. With a smile, she shook her head and went upstairs.
Surprised and worried at not finding Mother properly tucked in the blankets, she asked around some servants and found that Li Shanguaan was in the kitchen.
"This..." Li Shanguaan caught off guard at Chen Yi's sudden appearance, coughed. "Didn't Yi'er say that you would come back late at night?"
