Qin Ruan's face showed puzzlement, "Hmm?"
Huo Zhi spoke with a headache, "Spring Festival, the day after tomorrow is Spring Festival, my Madam."
At this time, if Madam were to leave Capital City, the third master would find out, and who knows how he would deal with her.
A blank look flashed through Qin Ruan's eyes; she had genuinely forgotten, each day of her life was so fulfilling that she overlooked such an important holiday.
After a moment of stupefaction, she chuckled lightly, "What about Spring Festival? Matters of life and death are more important than the Spring Festival!"
Huo Zhi whispered, "Madam, this is the first festival you are spending at home."
"There will be many more opportunities in the future; I don't care about this one." Qin Ruan's face showed gentleness, and she threatened softly, "Little Zhizi, you better not even think about reporting to the third master.
