The shopkeeper of the Treasure Pavilion rushed over hastily.
Seeing Bai Lu closing the window, he hurriedly trotted over, with a face full of caution, "Oh, Miss Bai Lu, it's wrong of us for you to need to do this yourself. Now that it's autumn, it's getting chilly. It's the negligence of our lower-level workers who still left the window open. I'll reprimand them later. Please don't stand by the window. I'll take care of it!"
Bai Lu took a few steps back.
The fat shopkeeper extended a pair of fat and stumpy hands, securely closing the last crack of the window.
Bai Lu blinked her eyes, and Shen Cong's figure completely disappeared.
Madam Bai was in a good mood today. She thought that Bai Lu, the fifth daughter who has always been obedient but was actually very resourceful, would be resistant to marrying King Rui. Surprisingly, not only was she not, but she was also particularly enthusiastic when picking out jewelry.
