The next morning, Qi Yue woke up early as usual, practiced knife techniques twice in the garden, and estimated that Song Gensheng would soon be awake, so she stopped.
Xiaolian, standing nearby, immediately grabbed a towel to wipe her sweat.
Qi Yue took it, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and asked, "Are we preparing extra breakfast? Does Cai Wei know?"
"Miss, rest assured, Sister Cai Wei knows."
"Good."
As soon as Qi Yue reached the front courtyard, she saw Song Gensheng standing in the yard, stretching his arms and legs. As she got closer, she noticed his round face with eyes still appearing as if in a dream.
"Hey, did you not sleep well last night?"
"Yes," Song Gensheng replied, still squinting and continuing his stretches.
Qi Yue found it amusing, and quickly had someone prepare tea.
"Gensheng, no need to keep jumping about, come have a cup of tea and wake up."
Song Gensheng was indeed very obedient and came over.
