After Su Mu fetched the cherry juice, the chef and she tried it. After confirming that it was non-toxic and there was nothing unusual, he asked her to bring it to Yan Jiuchao's study.
It was getting late. The servants had all returned to their rooms, and no one saw Su Mu go to Yan Jiuchao's study room.
"Young Master." Su Mu bowed outside the door.
At this moment, the person sitting in the study was no longer Yan Jiuchao. Shadow Thirteen nodded heavily. Although he had disguised himself as Young Master, his face looked very stiff and his voice did not sound like him. In order not to expose himself, he only lit a faint yellow oil lamp.
Su Mu placed the snacks on the table and said gently, "Young Master, please eat."
Shadow Thirteen glanced at Su Mu indifferently.
