Ling Feng's voice came from outside the door, "Master, someone from the Le Yuanhou Mansion came to ask."
Mu Houchu glanced at Xinhe.
Xinhe said helplessly, "You can go back and tell them that I won't return today, let them bring a basin of hot water."
"Yes."
Soon, a little maid brought hot water in, Xinhe took the basin, "Just hand it to me."
"Yes," the little maid turned around and left hurriedly.
The servants in this mansion knew Ji Xinhe's identity very well.
When Ji Xinhe was there, if a servant dared to linger in the room, they might end up being sold directly by their master.
Xinhe wrung the handkerchief, wiping the beads of sweat trickling down his forehead while saying, "I'll have the kitchen prepare a bowl of plain porridge for you later. The doctor said you need to take good care of your wound, and remember, don't move around so much."
