"Pfft!"
Xu Qi 'an flicked out a wisp of Qi and extinguished the candle.
The next day, Xu Qi 'an bade farewell to Fu Xiang, who was reluctant to leave but had dark circles under her eyes, after being dressed by the courtesan's wife.
The maidservants in the yingmei Pavilion watched Xu Qi 'an's back as he stepped out of the courtyard. They whispered, "
young master Xu is too amazing. I think it's time to change the bed in my mother's room.
"Yes, it's making a noise when I sit down now, it's almost falling apart. It's really hard on wifey."
"Quickly go and boil water, wifey wants to take a bath. In addition, prepare some loquat paste, my wife's voice is hoarse."
After leaving the yingmei Pavilion, Xu Qi 'an felt the chill of spring. The cold air that hit him in the face cheered him up. He walked towards the stables.
Suddenly, she stepped on a hard lump. She looked down and saw a purse.
