Rong Xiu casually threw his outerwear to the side and lazily said, "Yan Qing, burn all the clothes with such cloud patterns when you go back. Remember, you must do it outside the residence. Don't dirty my place."
Yan Qing—who was on the horse—hurriedly answered, "Okay!"
Chu Liuyue blinked as she guessed something. Rong Xiu's clothes are all in good condition, yet he decisively orders them to be burned…
She lowered his voice and asked, "Rong Xiu, do you really want to burn everything?"
Rong Xiu leaned to the side, and his undershirt drooped down, revealing his hard chest. His posture looked lazy, and he seemingly smiled. "It's just a few pieces of clothes. It's worth it if you feel happier after I throw them away and change to new ones."
Just a few pieces of clothes? I'm afraid more than half of his clothes have this cloud pattern embroidered, right?
